I started as a pirate and connected to other worlds

At night, there were no waves on the sea, and Siss rowed to an island as usual. The sea was still quiet tonight, nothing happened, and he didn't meet anyone like the Neptune. He silently checked in his heart that it was safe.

"Major Sith, you are back." Nat stood on the shore and bowed to Sith in a serious manner. It seemed that he had been waiting for a long time.

"Oh, Nat, I'm troubling you again today." Sis nodded and went ashore with his help. "Nat, don't you have someone to take your place on the night shift? I remember what happened early this morning. I've seen you before, staying up late is not good for your health."

Nat still had a dull face, like a rigid robot. Of course, it was also possible that he had facial paralysis.

"Thank you for your concern. I actually only worked one night shift last night because you were assigned to take care of me. I couldn't worry about it, so I went to the beach to wait for you. After all, I still have to do my own things."

Sis was a little jealous when he saw Nat. He talked less, did a lot, and had a strong sense of responsibility. The key was that he was pretty good. Except that he was not a woman, he was a perfect adjutant. Compared with the adjutant Clark assigned to him on Judicial Island. La, I don’t know how high the image should be.

What is Clara like? At first glance, he looks like a traitor, but at a second glance, he looks more like a traitor. If you can't help but look at him for a third time, you will be convinced that this guy is not a traitor, even if you don't want to be a traitor, you can't stand his pretty face.

As for Nat, even though he looked cold all day and didn’t look like a good person, in any case, his clothes were better than Clara’s. Black clothes, black hat, black suit, he looked like a gangster at first glance, big gold chain, big gold teeth, he looked like a street gangster. Protection fees?

In short, the Sith are even more interested in poaching. As long as they wield their hoe well, there is no wall that cannot be dug down.

"What should I do first today? Do I still need to go to the hospital to change clothes?" Sis walked in front and asked Nat as usual. He had specially cleaned up the four islands today. Although he was covered with bandages, overall, Pretty clean.

Nat looked him up and down and shook his head, "No need, you are dressed very appropriately today."

"Hey, Sith, this way." A familiar voice suddenly came to Sith's ears. It was Clara. She was lying on the railing of the corridor nearby, saying hello to Sith.

Sis glanced up at him, nodded, returned an apologetic smile to Nat, and pointed at Clara, "I'll just ask that guy to take me to class. You'd better go back and rest early."

"Okay, then I won't disturb you."

Nat bowed slightly, glanced at Clara, and smiled.

smile?

Sis was a little shocked. He was still smiling after his face was paralyzed? The key is still smiling at a man.

hiss~

Sis took a deep breath and thought about it a little, and couldn't help but cursed in his heart:

"Would Nat like Clara? I don't dare to think, I don't dare to think, that a gay man is right next to me."

"Hey, Sith, what are you doing? I've been waiting for you for a long time." Clara walked down the corridor and searched for a long time. She found a good piece of meat on Sith's chest and gave it to him gently. A punch.

Sis shivered, goosebumps appeared under the bandage, and waved his hand, "It's okay, I was just thinking about you and Nat. Do you know each other?"

"Nat?" Clara frowned, turned her head and looked for her back, showing an expression of sudden realization, "Tell him, he worked under my father before, I heard he made some mistakes , was sent to an island by the superiors, otherwise his level would never be more than this."

The Sith shook his head and confirmed it!

mistake?

Does trying to climb into the young master's bed count?

No wonder a master who even he can't sense is hiding on an island as a soldier. This melon is so fragrant. It's impossible not to dig this corner. Even if it's to eat the melon, he has to dig this wall. fall.

"Oh, by the way, look at my head. I almost forgot about the business. Come with me, and I'll introduce you to my fiancée."

Clara slapped her head, pulled Sith and walked inside without asking about Sith's injury. As a man, he understood it tacitly and there was no need to ask so many questions.

After walking for about a quarter of an hour, Clara took Sis to a balcony. The light and perspective were very good, and she could see the entire courtyard. Under the courtyard was paved with bluestones. A tall, well-proportioned woman with a single ponytail was sitting there. Exercise in the courtyard.

The two punches left an afterimage in mid-air, accompanied by several loud sound explosions. They were not just fancy punches, a punch to the body could kill someone.

"Hi, Melinda!" Clara leaned on the railing, waved, and shouted down.

The woman stopped punching, turned her head, and looked at Clara with eyes full of tenderness. Some people only need one look to communicate.

"This is my roommate and my future boss, Major Sis. He is a genius known as a general."

"Hello." Melinda greeted Sith generously.

Her facial features are very harmonious, her wheat-colored skin is very healthy, her eyelashes are very long and beautiful, her only flaw is that there is a large scar on her face, with slight blemishes, and her whole body is filled with a kind of beauty that is rare for ordinary people. Her self-confidence, scars may have damaged her beauty, but her high self-confidence makes people feel awe. This is a rare beauty who is different from the conventional.

Clara put her arm on Sith's chest, "How is it, isn't it beautiful?"

Sis nodded, his eyes very sincere, "She is very beautiful, a rare beauty."

"Envy?"

"Envy." Sith's voice increased a bit, giving Clara enough face.

The corner of Clara's mouth was raised, and she put a hand on Sith's face,

"As long as you are envious, you are not allowed to attack her. Melinda is my most beloved fiancée."

Melinda listened to what the two said, and she, who was originally so generous, unexpectedly lowered her head, her ears turned red.

Sisi watched this scene with mixed feelings in his heart, and even began to doubt his own vision of people.

Clara and Melinda cannot be considered a golden boy and a beautiful girl, they can only be regarded as defective products of a golden boy and a beautiful girl. Put aside alone, they may bring about prejudice, but standing together, they are coordinated no matter how they look at it. They were a perfect match, and he suddenly admired Ke's father, whom he had never met before. He was definitely a man with a vicious vision.

"Hey, Sis, why are you in a daze again? You don't really want to compete with me for Melinda, do you?"

Clara looked at Sith with a clear hint of vigilance.

Sith grinned and put his free arm over his head.

"Our FFF group doesn't care about true love. I just admire your father a little."

"Hehe." Clara put her arms around Sith's shoulders, "Then you have to see it. My dad is extremely high, but Melinda is different. My dad didn't point her out to me, she was me. You snatched it back by yourself, so don't think too much."

Sis raised his head and glanced at the night sky. The dog food was so fragrant. He believed that it must be a very magnificent story.