Vol 2 Chapter 27: Menstruation (Happy Mid-Autumn Festival)

Si Huang did not object to Qin Fanshan's suggestion that she moved her things over. Anyway, the things that were moved were all sent here.
Compared with Su Yueban and the three of them sharing a bedroom, where there is no personal space, it is obviously better to be with Qin Fan.
So after hearing what Qin Fan said, Si Huang asked, "Which room?"
Her calm attitude made the man who was a little nervous secretly relieved, and the cold eyebrows were naturally stretched, pointing to a door, "This."
Si Huang walked over and opened the door, and found that the sunlight in this room was very bright and it happened to be ventilated, and the location was obviously better than that of the other room.
The layout of the room is very simple, except for a bed, wardrobe, table and chair bedside table, there is no extra decoration.
Si Huang walked to the closet and opened the door, and saw that there was a set of training clothes inside, as well as two folded black long-sleeved undershirts and trousers, which belonged to home clothes.
"Thank you." Knowing that this was the man's mind, Si Huang asked to change the room with him politely, and said with a smile: "Can the room be connected to the Internet?"
"No." Qin Fan sternly refused, "Within this half month, all electronic products will be confiscated."
Sure enough, it is very strict as Su Yueban said. For young people nowadays, it is an inhuman torture to not be able to play electronic products for half a month and to receive high-intensity training.
Si Huang nodded and did not continue to force him, "Let's start then."
Qin Fan was startled, "What started?"
Si Huang looked at him inexplicably, "Special training at night."
"..." The man moved his lips, an embarrassment flashed across his face.
This embarrassment was caught by Si Huang. She felt strange, and immediately thought of a possibility.
"Is this an excuse?" She asked softly the guess in her heart.
The man was silent for a second, then turned and left. When he walked to the door, he heard a sweet laugh from behind, he paused for a while, and then he stepped even more.
About four or five minutes later, Qin Fan entered Si Huang's room again and put a few heavy books in her hand on the table in her room, "Reading if you have nothing to do at night."
Si Huang came, picked up a book and turned a few pages, his face showed a happy expression, "Okay."
The books brought by the men are all professional books that are not sold on the market. The professional essentials on firearms and other aspects are the educational materials they only have inside.
Si Huang watched for ten minutes before returning to his senses, frowning.
Qin Fan next to her has been observing her, seeing her uncomfortable expression in his eyes, "I thought you really wouldn't be uncomfortable."
Si Huang squinted at him and put the book down, "I'll take a shower first, and you'll serve two meals."
Qin Fan accepted the child's natural instructions naturally, nodding thoughtfully, reminding her, "All the white things in the bathroom belong to you."
Si Huang: "I see." She stood still, her eyes meant to let Qin Fan go out.
Qin Fan looked at her for two seconds before turning around and walking out of the room first, and murmured, "Be careful."
The Si Huang behind said to him just before he walked out of the room and closed the door: "If you have something to do with me in the future, remember to knock on the door first."
"..." The man who thought that the relationship between the two was closer, and who had been able to freely enter the child's private space was silent.
Si Huang saw his gloomy expression, blinked, and calmly explained, "In case I'm changing clothes."
Qin Fan's heart beat, "I see."
Si Huang closed the door, and after two or three minutes he walked out with a change of clothes, and found that Qin Fan hadn't gone out for dinner. Thinking that he might have ordered a takeaway again, he went to the bathroom without paying much attention.
The space in the bathroom is not small. The inside and outside are separated by glass. The toilet utensils for her and the man are indeed well distinguished. They are all black and white.
This tone is a bit monotonous, but putting it together makes Si Huang feel a bit like a couple's suit, and he can't help laughing.
Inside the glass is a special bathing place. The shower gel, shampoo, soap and other things on the wall grid are not black and white, they should be shared.
Si Huang watched silently for a few seconds, and didn't struggle for long. Let's share it when we share it. She doesn't hate the smell of men.
First, make sure that the bathroom doors are closed, and then Si Huang took off all his training clothes and walked into the glass room to wash his hair and take a shower.
The exhaustion caused by training in an afternoon, when the hot water poured down, the whole body was sore and comfortable that people could not help but groan.
The shower took a long time, and when Si Huang walked out wearing long trousers, he smelled the scent of rice.
There was a dish of boiled vegetables on the dining table in the living room, but the man was not seen. A faint "kakaka" voice came into Si Huang's ears. She followed along and found that the man was in the kitchen.
The man who was busy in the kitchen seemed to perceive her gaze. Through the transparent kitchen glass door, his gaze paused on her face, then moved to the basin of dirty clothes in her hand and shouted: "Clothes Wash it by yourself and hang it outside."
Si Huang raised his eyebrows, then returned to his room with the water basin, and walked out again after a while, apparently having not washed his clothes.
She walked into the kitchen and saw a large pot with a lid on the stove, "What are you cooking?"
"Fish." Qin Fan replied, moving out the rice cooker with the power supply removed, "It will be ready soon."
Si Huang raised his eyebrows, glanced at the condensed steam on the translucent pot lid again, found two pairs of bowls and chopsticks without comment, and went out with Qin Fan. Can she have some expectations for men's cooking skills? Although when I was at the Hilltop Club in H City, the breakfast made by men was really not good.
Qin Fan went to the kitchen again, and when he came out there was a plate of boiled fish in his hand.
When Si Huang saw the appearance of the fish, he didn't expect much. Like boiled vegetables, he didn't even put some chopped green onion and to remove the smell.
"There is no take-out order here," Qin Fan explained when sitting at the table, "At this point in time, the food in the cafeteria is also finished."
"Yeah." Si Huang put a bowl of rice in front of him for the face, and when he added it, he stretched his chopsticks towards the poorly-selling boiled fish.
Qin Fan was not in a hurry to eat, and his deep gaze fell on Si Huang's face. After she finished eating the fish, "How?"
Si Huang couldn't see any emotions on his expression, and he slowly said, "It's unpalatable."
Qin Fan: "..."
After Si Huang finished the evaluation, he focused on the plate of boiled vegetables.
Qin Fan was expressionless and started to move his chopsticks. Contrary to Si Huang, he focused on the boiled fish. In silent silence, he killed the whole boiled fish and three bowls of rice alone.
Four or five minutes later.
Si Huang put down his chopsticks and sat on the chair, watching the man still struggling with the white rice.
When the rice in the rice cooker was almost finished, Qin Fan put down the bowl, and when he opened his mouth to Si Huang, it was just two words, "picky."
Si Huang said frankly: "The hodgepodge in the cafeteria is better than what you make."
Qin Fan looked fiercely, "Go and wash the dishes." He stood up and left after speaking.
As a result, his arm was pulled, and the man turned his head and saw a white and ruddy face, "Isn't this your job?"
"Today is my cooking." Qin Fan didn't let her go.
Si Huang smiled and said, "You go wash, and I will make it for you tomorrow."
The man didn't speak, obviously a little moved.
Si Huang said: "It seems that as an instructor you can still buy food by yourself? The food in the cafeteria here tastes okay, but I have a lot of exercise, and it’s not good to eat smorgasbord. I will cook breakfast and dinner from now on, and we will work together. Eat at home."
The words ‘we’ and ‘home’ pleased the man, he said nothing, and went to the kitchen in silence to clean up the dishes on the table.
After he washed the dishes and chopsticks, when he arrived in the living room, he saw the teenager sitting cross-legged on the sofa and reading. There was nothing on the open balcony outside.
Qin Fan strode over.
Si Huang, who was looking attentively, felt a shadow cast over his head, and immediately afterwards his hand was torn away.
When she raised her head, she frowned and stared at the man, her dissatisfaction was obvious.
A gleam of light flashed in Qin Fan's eyes, and he realized that the child who was alone with him seemed a little different from what he would normally do... By the way, his expressions and emotions became more vivid, and sometimes he was self-willed to look like a child his age. When he first met Si Huang, what caught his attention was the calmness and calmness of Si Huang that did not match his age, but now he really likes Si Huang's difference in facing him.
The man deliberately did not show his inner joy, and asked Si Huang sternly, "The clothes have not been washed yet?"
Si Huang frowned and glanced at him, then stretched his eyebrows, "No."
"Go and wash." Qin Fan ordered: "There are only two sets of training clothes, or you like to wear dirty clothes."
"Is there no washing machine?" Si Huang tried to fight for welfare.
Qin Fan smiled at the bright gaze she expected, and it was too late to think about it again, so he had to tell the truth: "No, I have to wash my own clothes."
"So is yours?" Si Huang tilted his head to look at him suspiciously.
"Yes." As the only seedling of the Qin family's generation, Qin Fan didn't receive any preferential treatment. He was stricter than others in training since he was a child.
A gleam of light flashed in Si Huang's eyes, a bit like a prank. He smiled brightly at the man and reached out his hand.
Qin Fan shook his head firmly, "I can read a book after I wash my clothes."
This harsh attitude is not at all like treating a lover, but if you know what his attitude toward other people is, you will understand that he can teach with words so patiently.
Si Huang said: "The fabric of the training suit is very scratchy."
Qin Fan was startled, then his eyes naturally fell on her outstretched hand.
The child's fingers are just like his whole person, white and beautiful. The slender fingers and the well-trimmed nails are healthy translucent pale pink, and the skin on the fingertips is very thin. I always feel that if I rub it hard, it will make the skin of this hand worn out!
Qin Fan knew that the child was not as fragile and tender as it looked. He had beaten him so many times, and he did not know how many times he fell to the ground, and he did not see the child's skin.
It's just that when I see this child on weekdays, it is really easy to be deceived by vision.
Qin Fan held her hand, and compared with his thick palm, the child's hand appeared smaller and whiter, especially when he touched it with the rough fingertips with thin calluses.
He was silent for a while, and then said, "Take out the clothes."
"Ok?"
Qin Fan looked at her smiling face, "Help you wash it."
Originally, Si Huang was testing a man's bottom line. He didn't know that he compromised so quickly, and even said that he would help wash the clothes. After a start, he laughed.
Qin Fan squeezed her hand, and said: "Don't get overwhelmed." Throwing his hand back to her, "If you don't wash your clothes, read the first volume and I will test you again."
After saying this, he let go of Si Huang's hand, turned and walked towards the gate.

After half an hour.
Qin Fan came back again, carrying several big bags in his hand, and went to the kitchen to put all the ingredients in the refrigerator.
He came out again and found that the child was still reading on the sofa in the original posture, his eyes turned to the balcony, and he saw a water basin placed there.
Qin Fan shook his head and walked over silently. It turned out that the training clothes in the basin had obviously been soaked and changed several times with water. Otherwise, the water would not be so clean. If he needed to do it, he would rub his collar. And cuffs and other places that need to be carefully cleaned.
The man pressed the corner of his mouth and thought with a little pride in his heart: His child is still very sensible, and it's not that he really can't stand the hardship. If he really rubs his hands, he also feels a pity.
He squatted down to wash his training clothes. When he flipped it, he found that there was no child's underwear inside. The movement of his hands paused, and the corners of his mouth, which had been pursed slightly, were pressed down again. A serious and serious look looked cold and abstinent.
"Puff." Si Huang in the living room couldn't help but look at him. He found that the man with the face of Emperor Zhang Gao Leng was squatting to wash his clothes. The picture was really funny and warm.
She stuck her chin with one hand, looked at it for ten seconds before looking back, focusing on the written knowledge in front of her.
A man compromises very quickly in some aspects, but he is too old-fashioned in training. If she fails the test, her fate will not be much better.
She didn't know that she was devoting all her attention to studying. The man washing clothes on the balcony couldn't help but look at her. It was just a matter of angle. Si Huang could simply see the man, but the man only saw the back of her head.
Qin Fan looked at it for several times, his expression darker, and suddenly felt that washing clothes by hand was a bit boring.
He understands that a child can bear hardships and stand hard work. There is no need to specifically ask him to show that he has time to wash clothes instead of doing something more meaningful.
For example, someone will teach children.
As Qin Fan thought, the movements in his hand did not stop, he washed his training clothes and hung them on the balcony to dry, before striding back to Si Huang's side.
"how about it?"
Si Huang heard the voice, did not say anything, and calmly handed the book to Qin Fan.
The man sat next to her, threw the book directly on the coffee table aside, and began to test her, "Tell me about the types and characteristics of pistols."
Si Huang responded without pause: "Modern pistols mainly include three types: revolver, automatic pistol, and automatic pistol. It is a short-barrel weapon that can be held in one hand for aiming and shooting or instinctive shooting. The basic features are: change insurance, It is convenient to load and change the magazine, compact structure, simple automatic method..."
Her voice is gentle and low-melt, even if she talks about the professional knowledge of firearms, such a cold and dangerous weapon, it can still make people listen to it without feeling a little irritable.
After Qin Fan waited for her to finish speaking, without commenting on whether her answer was right or wrong, he asked the next question.
Si Huang also took any queries from him seriously.
Ten minutes passed without knowing it, and the two of them were very rigorous in their questions and answers.
Only with the passage of time, the atmosphere gradually became a little more subtle.
The man's gaze fell on the young man's face, his gaze was so deep that he never left for a while, as the young man continued to answer questions, his gaze slowly turned to her opened lips, his eyes could no longer hide the heat.
This heat can ignite the air, which doesn't match his cold appearance at all.
Under such gaze, Si Huang answered the question in front of him seriously, and then gave him a faint glance.
This glance broke the man's last bit of patience. He approached Si Huang like a lion, his voice sounded deep and calm, "An excellent answer."
"What reward do you want?" the man asked.
In this situation, the male is currently, the handsome and deep faces are looking at each other from close range, the spicy eyes can burn people, and the other's breath lingers around.
Si Huang wanted to make some colored demands, but thinking of the current situation in which men can’t move their heads over the current force comparison, she sighed inwardly and said to her face:
Buy a washing machine and connect to the Internet in the house. Give me the phone and computer."
Qin Fan glanced fiercely, and mocked: "There are so many requests."
Si Huang realized that he hadn't directly refused, knowing that there was a play, and pursed his lips.
The next moment, her lips were bitten by the man.
Maybe it was because they got along well in the past two days and didn't make much affection, or maybe they touched a certain point in the house where they lived together, and the kiss between the two was a bit out of control.
The breath blended, the body was close to each other, the eyes communicated silently, and the air became thinner.
Qin Fan's kisses are always so hot and violent that people have the illusion of being eaten. The dangerous stimulation and the satisfaction of being eagerly longed for easily lead people into a state of confusion.
At this time, he was the most depressed and the most tolerant, enduring the bitter fruit brought by his temporary gluttony-he could only taste some fresh ones, not more delicious foods!
Qin Fan's eyes were fierce and dark, and he kept eating the sweetness in his mouth. He wanted to kiss more places...
The man's big hand touched her waist, and then reached in a little bit, touching the moist, tight and smooth abdominal skin.
It felt as if there was suction to his hand, making him reluctant to leave.
A struggling flashed in Qin Fan's eyes.
At this moment, Si Huang's eyes suddenly widened and he slammed the man away. The man who was caught off guard was pushed to the ground with such strength.
"You?" Even a man couldn't stand being treated like this at this time, and his tone was a bit fierce.
However, as soon as he looked up, he saw the patient pain on Si Huang's face, and his heart became flustered. He quickly stood up and came to her, "What's wrong?"
On the sofa, Si Huang was clutching his abdomen, feeling a burst of familiar and unfamiliar chill and pain becoming more and more obvious. He couldn't hide a trace of surprise and confusion on his face, and instinctively avoided the man's extended hand.
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