I'm not a coquettish slut after all [Quick Transmigration]

Si Lan's stomach was empty, and although the hunger had passed, he was still uncomfortable.

He lay down and waited for a while, but no one came in. Seeing that the glucose in the bottle was about to bottom out, he tried to shout.

"Is anyone there?" Si Lan's voice was soft and lacked confidence.

But it is very effective.

The door was quickly opened, and a petite woman walked in, with a dark complexion and a bright smile on her face.

The woman checked Si Lan's hanging bottle, pulled out the needle in his hand, "press it myself." Finally said a word.

Si Lan obediently pressed the sterile cotton on the back of his hand.

He looked at the woman thoughtfully, "I guess you are a nurse, right?"

The woman seemed to think he was very funny, so she laughed out loud, softly and crisply, "I won't say anything, don't test me."

After speaking, the woman took the bottle and went out.

Si Lan didn't come in time to react.

How can he talk about boring things? It should be said that he is hungry and needs to eat.

Si Lan's eyes were full of sadness.

At this moment, the door opened again. This time it was a man, tall, a little taller than Worthing by visual inspection, his skin was a healthy wheat color, his eye sockets were deep-set, and his green pupils were like emeralds embedded in it as well.

He is handsome and mysterious, with an exotic style.

It's a pity that Si Lan didn't have time to pay attention to his appearance, because the man was holding a bowl of porridge in his hand, and as soon as he entered, the aroma wafted into Si Lan's nose.

Si Lan's saliva was secreting rapidly. He kept his eyes fixed on the bowl of porridge, but he didn't dare to open his mouth to ask for it—for fear that the saliva would flow out, which would be too embarrassing.

"Porridge." The man said very well, and directly put the porridge on the simple small dining table in front of Si Lan. "Eat." The man's voice is hoarse, it should be natural, it's not unpleasant, on the contrary it has a lot of charm.

Si Lan drank the porridge slowly with a spoon, and after a bowl, his stomach was finally relieved.

"Thank you." Si Lan said sincerely, although they were also the main culprits for making him starve and faint, but at this moment, the man appeases his fragile stomach.

"Yeah." The man accepted his thanks, went out with the bowl, and came back after a few seconds.

He moved a stool by the bed and sat down.

Sitting down with a tall body was also very intimidating, Si Lan looked at him questioningly.

"You're beautiful." The man said, staring at his face.

"...Thank you." It was the first time someone praised him so bluntly, and Si Lan felt flattered when he heard it.

"By the way, what's your name? My name is Si Lan."

The man spat out two words slowly: "Xingyue."

"Xingyue, I remember it." But why did he feel that the name sounded familiar, Si Lan searched in his mind.

The... leader of the interstellar wanderers is called... Xingyue?It seems to be the name.

"Are you Xingyue, the leader of the interstellar wanderers?" Si Lan asked in disbelief, his eyes widened.

"En." Xing Yue nodded reservedly, expressionless.

The little beauty was so cheerful just now, Si Lan thought that all interstellar wanderers were like this, but he didn't expect that the leader, Xingyue, was unexpectedly indifferent.

I don't know how attractive this look is when I smile.

Maybe it was because of the majesty of the leader that he didn't laugh, Si Lan thought of a good reason for Xing Yue.

"Why did you arrest me?" Their purpose was clear, and they came for him. He was sure that he had never had anything to do with Xing Yue.

As the leader, how could he kidnap people so willfully and recklessly.

Xing Yue's face was cold, his green eyes were like deep pools, he pursed his lips, and said: "You kissed me before."

Absolutely not, Si Lan was wronged.

"Did you recognize the wrong person?" It is said that there is no possibility of their intersection.

Si Lan wondered if the two had met when they were young, and accidentally kissed, but in his memory, he had no information about Xing Yue except that he was the leader of the interstellar wanderers.

Maybe I forgot.

Si Lan felt that he was passive again and became a heartless person.

I'm innocent, I'm just here to have fun, don't let everyone run after me.

Si Lan made up his mind that he would only tease one person in the future, it was too difficult to get so many.

He can't handle it anymore.

"No." Xing Yue said.

His long eyelashes fluttered, and he said, "That night, I want you to kiss me."

that night...

Which one, who told him to kiss it?

Apart from Worthin, Si Li, and Celt in the matter of kissing.

Only these three.

No, Si Lan remembered, he kissed Celt because Celt was schizophrenic, and the schizophrenic Celt asked him to kiss him!

"Have you ever fucked Celt?"

Xing Yue nodded slightly, he seemed a little unhappy when Si Lan mentioned Celt.

"You marry me and be the leader's wife." Xing Yue said to Si Lan.

Huh?Si Lan couldn't keep up with his quick brain circuit, "I can't marry you." Let alone Worthing, he and Celt still have a marriage contract.

"Think about it, I am Celt's fiancé, and Worthin, Worthin will not let you go, after all, I am from the Assyrian Empire."

Si Lan understood his reason.

"If you marry me, you will face the empire and the alliance at the same time."

Xing Yue reached out and patted his head, "Don't worry."

Who's worried, Si Lan found out that he and Xing Yue couldn't make any sense at all.

"Do you know what it means to be hunted down by two countries at the same time?"

Xing Yue nodded. He probably thought that Si Lan was really worried about him, and explained: "Don't worry, they won't find us." Interstellar wanderers can live on pirate ships and have their own way of preventing pursuit.

"But what about the necessities of life, what about food and water?" Their necessities of life are all exchanged with the Imperial Alliance, and they cannot produce them themselves.

"Don't worry." Xing Yue refused to say any more, but just told Si Lan not to worry.

Si Lan got angry when he saw that he didn't want to eat, "Go out, I'm going to sleep." He covered his face with the quilt, not wanting to look at him.

Xing Yue lifted the quilt, revealing Si Lan's blushing little face.

"Come down and walk."

"Don't go." Si Lan turned around and lay down.

Xing Yue was not angry, and went around to look at his face, "Walk, it's good for your health."

This time, he didn't give Si Lan a chance to turn around. He stretched out his hand and lifted Si Lan from the bed, let his butt sit on the edge of the bed, squatted down by himself, and put on Si Lan's shoes.

Si Lan became even more angry, and when Xing Yue was holding his right foot to put on the shoe, he raised his left foot with a "snap", imprinting Xing Yue's bronzed face.

Si Lan's feet were snow-white, with cherry blossom pink, complimented by Xingyue's complexion, so beautiful that one wanted to take a bite.