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

Seeing that he was exposed, Xing Yue stopped laughing and said calmly: "You are very smart."

Although what Xing Yue said was very sincere, Si Lan always felt that he was speaking ironically, that he was mocking him!

"The mysterious and charming image of you in my heart is completely shattered, you know?" This joke is not funny at all.

Xing Yue was stunned, "Mysterious and charming?" He narrowed his emerald eyes, chewed these four words carefully, and said, "You like me."

Si Lan: "..." Great God, how did you know that I like you? Mystery and charm are just a feeling, now everything!without!have!up!

The wicked Xingyue!

"No, you misunderstood." Si Lan imitated him and left half of what he said.Let you guess too.

Xing Yue didn't guess, his arms formed a ring around Si Lan, and when they were closed, it was like a hug.

Xing Yue hugged Si Lan, picked him up forcefully, and fell backwards.

The two of them lay on the bed together.

The confused Si Lan...

This is meeting the nemesis.

In the past, he always teased others accurately, but when it comes to Xingyue, no method can be used anymore.

The bed was big, Xing Yue and Si Lan lay on it together without being crowded.

The bed sheets are light blue, which makes people feel open.

"Are you going to sail the boat?" Si Lan turned over and asked.

"It's not sailing, it's going to bed." Xing Yue didn't understand what Si Lan was talking about, but felt it was wrong, so he corrected him.

"We met for the first time... is this really okay?" Si Lan turned to the side, distanced himself from Xing Yue.

The seemingly refusal action is actually Si Lan's cover-up.

His eyes are looking at Xingyue!

Well, the pants are baggy, but still show a huge silhouette.

Si Lan swallowed guiltily, it was over, he couldn't refuse, it was really big.

Unaware, Xing Yue thought that Si Lan didn't want to sleep with him. He saw Si Lan's unusually serious face, although he didn't know why it was a little red, "I won't force you." He sat up and stretched out a hand, to pull him.

Si Lan threw a rock at his own foot, the villain in his heart couldn't hold it anymore, but on the surface he pretended to be serious, "It's not too much...it's so good, haha." He wanted to vomit blood.

Why doesn't Xingyue understand irony? He used it himself just now (no, he really praised it).

All the strength in Si Lan's body seemed to be taken away, and he lay limply on the bed. He was mourning for the big bird that could almost be eaten in his mouth, and he turned a blind eye to Xing Yue's outstretched hand.

Don't understand when you should understand, understand everything when you shouldn't understand, Xingyue is a big idiot!

"Really angry? I swear I will never trouble you again during this time." Seeing that Si Lan was really angry and didn't want to talk to him, Xing Yue didn't dare to act rashly again.

Si Lan was full of resentment, lying on his stomach not wanting to move or speak.

Besides, he was afraid that Xing Yue would swear that he would never touch him in this life.

A leader, so big that he doesn't even know the meaning of what other people say, and he grows up so big that he's a bird and a bird, what a waste!

"What's wrong?" Xing Yue finally realized something was wrong.He lay down next to Si Lan again, and stretched out a finger to tap Si Lan's shoulder.

Si Lan ignored him.

Xing Yue's eyes moved to Si Lan's waist involuntarily, because he was lying down and rubbed his clothes up, revealing a small white and slender waist, Xing Yue's eyes were flashed by the glowing white.

He wanted to look away, but his eyes couldn't be controlled at all.

Xing Yue felt that the waist should be covered, so he stretched out his hand to pull Si Lan's clothes.

His fingers inadvertently touched the skin on Si Lan's waist, and Xing Yue felt that the electricity on Si Lan's waist flowed down his fingers to his heart, and his heart felt numb from the electricity.

Si Lan's waist is very sensitive. When Xing Yue touched him lightly, he sat up tremblingly, "What are you doing?!" He didn't sleep with me, and even touched me. What kind of intention is this?

Her cheeks were flushed, and Si Lan's voice was sweet and sweet, like a spoiled child.

Xing Yue had never seen Si Lan like this before, and his heart suddenly burned, painful yet sweet.

His Adam's apple was sliding up and down, and he felt that he should explain, "Just now your waist was exposed, I thought—"

"You just want to touch it when it's exposed? Why are you like this? Can't you be upright when you want to do something? You have to sneak attack to feel comfortable?"

"I do not--"

"No, no, if you dare to act bravely, I respect you as a man. I didn't expect you to be such a person. I misjudged you!"

Si Lan put himself on the moral high ground and took the opportunity to vent his anger. The poor and pure (not) Xing Yue couldn't even refute.

He was still lying on the bed, his emerald eyes showed a little helplessness, he studied the current situation, and found that he was not Si Lan's opponent at all, his future wife, please make room and don't quarrel with him.

Give yourself a psychological hint, and Xingyue returns to calm.

"You admitted it?" Si Lan asked.

Xing Yue nodded heavily, "I touched you on purpose."

He was so frank that Si Lan had nothing to say, "Oh." He could only respond dryly.

"Then what, since we don't want to go to bed, let's go." I don't want to look at this big bed and remind myself: I can't go to bed if I want to.

In fact, he can clearly say that turning is really not suitable for him.

Si Lan got off the bed, stood up, and handed Xing Yue a hand, "Get up."

Xingyue got up by himself, but changed his mind when he saw Si Lanbai's tender and long fingers. He stretched out his own hand, which was black, thick, and big, and it wasn't cute at all when compared with Si Lan's hand.

The rough palm wraps the soft and smooth slender hand, and the heat in the palm is very warm, which brings a sense of stability to the wandering Yin Ning.

Si Lan barely felt the weight, Xing Yue sat up, "Thank you."

Xingyue thanks.

Si Lan withdrew his hand, put it behind his back, and touched it with the other hand, which seemed to still have the temperature of Xingyue.

"You're welcome." He's not Si Lan now, but that little system named Yin Ning.

Constantly reincarnated, meeting all kinds of people, sleeping with a certain person, Yin Ning felt empty for the first time.

At least Yin Ping has himself to accompany him, every world will meet Chen Lin.

But for himself, he gave up owning his own system in order to drive. He still remembers the look in the eyes of Lord Lord God at that time, with great interest.

Is this the first time you see yourself with such a clear goal?

He seemed to have accidentally caught the attention of the Lord God.

This is the second world, and he was shaken just now.

How can this work, quickly forget, forget, I am Si Lan now, I am Si Lan now, I am the White Rose of the Empire, I am a heartthrob.

I want to drive, and driving is my only goal, and I insist on driving without wavering.

It seems that I have to tell myself every day in the future: