A delicate female falls into the interstellar beast world

The simulated battlefield game ended, Xin Zijin woke up from the combat simulation chamber, and was in shock for a long time.

The last scene, the black-haired boy with cat ears and orange eyes, a sense of familiarity came over me...

Xin Zijin frowned slightly.

At this time, Cyril popped up from nowhere, "Zijin! You are awesome! We actually won!"

Xin Zijin suppressed her emotions.

Seeing this, Cyril immediately came over and put his hand on the girl's slender arm with concern.

"Zijin, what's wrong with you? Is it because you've been in the simulation for too long and your mental strength can't bear it anymore and you're feeling uncomfortable?"

Xin Zijin raised an eyebrow and reached out to slap away Cyril's hand on her shoulder. "No, I feel fine."

On the contrary, she did not feel unwell. Instead, she felt that the simulated battlefield was much better than the gaming experience she had played on Blue Star before.

Cyril was a little surprised. Although Zijin hadn't been in the simulated battlefield for a long time, it was probably her first time. She didn't feel any discomfort at all.

He continued to ask in surprise, "Zijin, this should be your first time in a simulation scene, right? Don't you feel dizzy and mentally exhausted?"

"No." The girl answered truthfully.

"What about the loss of mental energy?" Cyril continued to ask.

"No, I don't feel any discomfort." The girl naturally climbed out of the simulation chamber and stood up.

"It's actually true." Cyril felt relieved when he saw that the girl in front of him did not look uncomfortable at all and was walking and talking normally.

"Zijin, you are very suitable for the command department." Cyril said sincerely.

"Thank you for the compliment."

Looking at the girl in front of me, she still had familiar facial features, a delicate and small oval face, deep brown eyes, a high nose bridge and soft pink lips.

Cyril then put Zijin back together. The image of the tall, muscular man was too unsuitable for her. He also couldn't imagine that such a beautiful girl would choose such an image in a simulated scene.

The more Cyril thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. Suddenly, his heart tightened and his eyes suddenly became blank. He looked at the girl in front of him, whose originally happy face was now filled with shock and annoyance.

"Zi...Zi Jin..."

Xin Zijin looked at Cyril, whose expression suddenly changed and he was calling her name, and replied in confusion, "What's wrong? Cyril."

"Zijin, you wouldn't like the body type you set up for the simulated battlefield, would you? That big, muscular male orc over two meters tall?"

Xin Zijin twitched the corners of his mouth unnaturally and speechlessly.

Seeing that the girl didn't answer, Cyril nervously grabbed one of her hands and placed it on his chest to gesture.

"What should I do, Zijin? I'm not over two meters tall, and my muscles aren't that exaggerated. Is it too late for me to train now?"

The silver-gray-haired man looked at the girl nervously, trying to tell from her face whether she disliked him.

Cyril suddenly thought that his chest muscles were not as developed as his uncle's, and in terms of height, Elvia was a snake beastman and naturally taller. What should he do? He felt that his hobbies were far away from Li Jin's.

Xin Zijin rolled her eyes at Cyril helplessly. She really wanted to know what was going on in Cyril's mind.

"I don't like that."

Just be normal, that’s too exaggerated, Xin Zijin answered truthfully.

"Really?" Cyril's eyes lit up after hearing this. "Then Zijin, how tall do you like? What kind of figure do you prefer? I can go and train!"

Xin Zijin decisively refused, "You're in good shape, there's no need to train anymore."

Cyril breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

"Zijin has seen my body before."

This sentence instantly activated Xin Zijin's long-forgotten memory. She didn't know that she was in the same dormitory with Cyril at the time. She rushed to the bathroom, watched Cyril take a shower, and also saw things she shouldn't have seen.

Feeling the girl's stunned expression, Cyril narrowed his eyes and continued to ask,

"Zijin, you remembered something. Are you satisfied with mine? Compared to Migler's, which one do you like better?"

What was Cyril asking about? Migler was strong and powerful, and his color was beautiful. Although he was not in good shape at the time, he looked really big.

The girl's face became more and more red with shame, and a faint fragrance came to the man's nose. Cyril's tall body leaned forward and his deep voice came to the girl's ear.

His voice rang in my ears, and the sound of his breath sprayed on my earlobe, "Zijin, what are you thinking about? Why are you blushing so much?"

The girl was instantly shocked. She quickly reached out to push Cyril away and took a few steps back.

There was a hint of disappointment in Cyril's eyes. "Zijin, you have such a cruel heart. You saw my body naked, but you didn't take responsibility for me."

"Cyril, you...I..." The girl stammered for a long time but couldn't make any sense.

"In the interstellar world, chastity is the best dowry for a male. Now that you've seen me, it will be difficult for me to choose a wife in the future. Shouldn't you be responsible for me?"

This belated accountability caught Xin Zijin off guard. She knew that the world was very strict about male chastity and she was careless at the time, but since he didn't mention it and she didn't mention it either, no one knew about it.

"No words?" Cyril frowned.

Xin Zijin pursed her lips and looked up at the handsome silver-gray-haired orc in front of her.

Responsible? How could she be responsible? She had nothing, was so weak, and even got entangled with several orcs, Migler, Rachel, Athosius... She couldn't even promise them anything, so how could she be responsible for him?

"Cyril, I'm sorry. You are the Prince of Saint-Atienne, a precious person, and I am just an ordinary, genderless person. I can't even comfort you... I'm sorry..."

Looking at this girl, Xili paused for a moment, then said aggrievedly, "You scumbag!"

"I……"

Before the girl could finish her words, she was blocked by the angry Cyril.

"Uh...uh..."

Cyril's kiss was strong and punishing, occupying his territory and sweeping across it wildly.

After a long time, when he felt that all the air in the girl's mouth had been plundered by him and she could not breathe at all, he stopped and reluctantly let go of the girl in his arms.

The girl's cherry lips were sparkling, and there were still traces of his recent brutality. The anger and pain in Cyril's eyes just turned into pity.

He stared intently at the girl in front of him who was still recovering from his kiss and said cautiously, "Xin Zijin, I will not give up."

After saying that, Cyril turned around and left quickly without looking at Xin Zijin's surprised expression.