Rebirth of the National Male God

The tense atmosphere just now was dispelled by the sound of the piano.

This piano piece is only three minutes long, with a clear rhythm and lightness. It is not as good as a famous piece, but it is also a rare high-quality piano piece.

After Sihuang finished playing, her hands were still on the black and white piano keys. With the piano keys as a foil, people could clearly recognize the slender and fair fingers of her, and her nails were pale pink and crystal clear. They looked extremely beautiful.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, it would be hard for Lei Qi to imagine that this pair of beautiful and fragile hands are so ruthless whether they are holding a gun or beating someone.

After the piano sound ended, the room fell silent.

After about a minute, Sihuang turned his head to look at Ivan Jasper, raised his jaw slightly with natural arrogance, but said nothing.

Ivan Jasper and her looked at each other for four or five seconds, and then slowly smiled. The smile was so precise that there was no flaw, showing the most intimate tenderness and love, "Miss, play well!" great."

His voice was dry and hoarse from the depths of his throat, which contrasted strangely with his perfect expression.

Si Huang snorted softly, and then said, "I'm thirsty."

"Miss, please sit down and wait for a while." Ivan Jasper bent down.

His eyes fell on Sihuang's unshoeed feet, he turned around but instead of pouring tea, he walked towards the fitting room.

The tall figure entered the fitting room and disappeared from the sight of Si Huang and Lei Xie. Lei Xie was full of questions, but when he really had the opportunity to ask questions, he found that he didn't know where to ask. rise.

"Aren't you going to run?" Lei Xi couldn't hide his weak and hoarse tone as soon as he opened his mouth.

Si Huang didn't speak.

Lei Xie couldn't grasp her thoughts for a while, "If you don't run away, come over and help me bandage the wound." He smiled embarrassedly, "I have no strength at all now."

Sihuang still didn't speak, and Ivan Jasper had already come out of the fitting room, holding a pair of women's high heels in his hand.

Coming in front of Sihuang, he knelt on the ground on one knee, stretched out his hand to hold Sihuang's foot, and said in a gentle and respectful tone: "Miss, you will get sick with bare feet."

The reason for walking out barefoot is also because there is not enough time to change clothes.

Although Sihuang told Lei Xie to stop Ivan Jasper for three minutes, he was actually putting pressure on Lei Xie, and it only took two minutes, which was almost enough. Is Lei Qi not good at it, or Ivan Jasper is too easy to fool. Or maybe both.

At this time, facing Ivan Jasper's approach, Sihuang raised her foot and kicked away the gently approaching palms.

Ivan Jasper looked up at her suspiciously.

"Who told you to touch me?" Si Huang arrogantly looked down at the mature man who was threatening their lives a few minutes ago, and sneered, "Ivan, have you forgotten your identity?"

Lei Xie, who was injured not far away, was stimulated by Si Huang's unafraid of death, his heart beat violently, and the blood from the wound flowed faster.

On the other hand, Ivan Jasper was not angry, he lowered his head, "I'm sorry, it was my mistake."

After saying this, he took out a pair of white gloves from his trouser pocket and put them in.

This time he stretched out his hand again, Si Huang did not resist but did not cooperate.

Ivan Jasper took out the handkerchief from the pocket of his jacket again, held Sihuang's heel in one hand, and wiped the soles of her feet gently and skillfully with the handkerchief in the other hand.

Looking from Lei Qi's direction, the interaction between the two of them could be clearly seen, even Ivan Jasper's steady and unshakable fingertips could be seen clearly.

From his posture of kneeling on one knee to his behavior of serving Sihuang, Lei Xi was so formal and elegant that he was stunned. He thought that even the chief butler seen in the Pierce family could not compare with Ivan Jasper in terms of etiquette.

That's not the point, what matters is what Ivan Jasper is doing! ? Although Lei Xie had heard of Ivan Jasper serving all the previous princesses in his palm, he had never actually seen him serving to such an extent with his own eyes. Is this normal? wrong! What was he thinking about? Ivan Jasper is abnormal in himself, so how could he behave normally!

While Lei Qi was thinking wildly, Si Huang had already put on the shoes under the professional service of Ivan Jasper.

She stood up and walked towards Lei Xie.

Lei Qi tensed his body unconsciously, and for some reason, his heart beat a little faster.

Ivan Jasper followed closely beside her step by step.

Sitting down on the sofa chair opposite Lei Xie, Si Huang tilted his head slightly, and glanced at the exquisite tea set on the small round table from the corner of his eye.

Ivan Jasper, who was standing beside her, seemed to have noticed it, walked over to pick up the tea set tray, and asked Sihuang softly, "What kind of flavor does Missy want to add this time?"

"Milk and honey, two spoonfuls." Si Huang didn't even look at him.

"Okay." Ivan Jasper looked at her with deep blue eyes, held the plate in one hand, and bent down to her with the other hand against his chest, regardless of whether she saw it or not.

There were tools for making tea in the room, and Ivan Jasper went to the bar five or six meters away from them to make black tea for his young lady.

Although he didn't seem to pay attention to the actions of Sihuang and Lei Xie, Lei Xie felt the pressure, pretending to be calm and smiled, "Can I have a drink too?"

He didn't want to attract Ivan Jasper's attention, but he just wanted to remind Sihuang of his own existence, because he didn't know what Sihuang meant now.

Fortunately, Ivan Jasper seemed to have completely forgotten his existence, and had no reaction to his voice.

Si Huang finally spoke to him, "How long can you hold on?"

These words were definitely not good words, and Lei Xie felt deep malice. He gritted his teeth aggrievedly and said, "I don't know, but if you are willing to help me, I think I can persist for decades."

"Why should I help you?" Si Huang said.

Lei Qi opened his mouth, and looked at Ivan Jasper calmly. Did he really think that he could deal with Ivan Jasper alone?

"Tell me, what value do you have for me to help you." Sihuang's attitude seemed to be alms.

Lei Qi looked surprised, and couldn't help but wonder if this person was Si Huang. How could a person change at will? This is not the Sihuang he knew at all!

Suddenly, the image of Sihuang acting as the priest Metheus in "The Tooth of Time" appeared in Lei Xie's mind, and then he had a clear realization: Maybe other people can't do it, but Sihuang's acting skills can!

But what does he mean now? Is this acting? or seriously? Lei Qi carefully looked at Si Huang's expression, but he couldn't see the real expression behind the mask.