Dressed as a super rare female, licked by countless big guys

Since his horns had already been cut off, Wen You couldn't say anything else. After all, it was impossible to force him to take it back, so he could only accept this valuable gift.

With Wen You's current mental strength, healing this kind of skin injury is a piece of cake, and no contact is required.

She twitched her hand, but it didn't move.

The second time, there was no twitching.

She simply poured her mental power into the wrist that the man was holding, so that it would not overflow. In just two minutes, a complete young horn grew out of the wound.

Wen You looked at the stunned Marshal. The god of war had stern features, but a small, blunt horn appeared on his forehead, which made him look inexplicably funny.

"Okay, don't abuse yourself like this next time. I don't charge any extra money for saving the heroes who defend the empire. All I ask is that you perform your duties faithfully and charge into battle."

The warm, jade-like touch on the palm of his hand suddenly disappeared, and Ling Qixian came back to his senses from his wandering thoughts and the numbness of his trembling soul.

"S-Sorry, I'm so rude..."

In the past few minutes, the girl came too close to him, and he actually briefly thought of the feeling of holding her in his arms before... She was so small that she could break one of his ribs through the 3S armor.

What he had seen and heard in the past few days had caused a great impact on his preconceived ideas, and Ling Qixian could no longer generalize the other party as feminine.

He quickly adjusted his attitude and gave a standard military salute to the girl who was a head shorter than him, "Everything is under your command."

The man suddenly became serious. Wen You didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "It's not working hours now. Relax. I have some questions on the battlefield that I want to ask you."

In the living room, Jingzhe lay on the back of the sofa, staring at the three males.

Especially the flamboyant polar bear, whose sly eyes have never left its owner since it entered the door.

Now she even took out a small mirror to touch up her makeup? !

Amer has this confidence, and in fact his appearance can be considered above average.

However, this man's fashion sense is problematic. His bulging muscles, paired with a slim-fitting tuxedo, make him look like a bloated and deformed radish.

From Jingzhe's discerning eyes, this bear has rough and dark skin, large pores, and lacks delicate facial features. It also has red lips and white teeth to look like a young man with makeup. It looks like a clown. I don't know how far Knight has surpassed it.

If it weren't for his master's instructions, Jingzhe would definitely pounce on Amer and scratch his greasy face just based on the naked and obscene look in his eyes.

The sound of light footsteps came closer and closer. Jingzhe jumped up and deliberately knocked over the cup of tea that Amer poured for his master, and pushed it into the trash can along with the cup.

After finishing his makeup, Amer put away the mirror and saw a look of contempt on a cat for the first time. He glared at the white cat without giving in.

Except for the wild beasts in the primitive jungle, no pet can resist the pressure of SS-level orcs.

This white cat actually dared to pour out the tea he poured for Lord Wen You, showing no respect for his future master. He deserves to be punished!

To Amir's surprise, the other party walked with an elegant cat-like step and slowly returned to the sofa where Wen You had sat, without even glancing at him the whole time.

Could it be that there is a special defense mechanism in the villa that blocks his powerful pressure?

Before Amir had time to think too much, Wen You and Ling Qixian had already returned from the side hall. The two were talking harmoniously and seemed much closer than before.

Now the three of them were completely unable to sit still. If the Marshal was also interested in Miss Wen You, wouldn't they have to face a powerful enemy again?

Whether it's family background, appearance, ability, or the bond with Miss Wen You, Ling Qixian is a perfect opponent for them.

Fortunately, it seems that the Marshal does not seem to be particularly enthusiastic. As long as they seize the time to improve his favor, they still have a chance to win Miss Wen You's heart.

Amer quickly took a new cup, poured a cup of tea enthusiastically, and personally held it in front of Wen You, "You must be tired after chatting for so long, drink a cup of tea to moisten your mouth."

Wen You gave him a strange look and politely declined, "Thank you, I'm not thirsty yet."

Amer still held the teacup stubbornly, his eyes full of expectation, as if he wanted her to accept his flattery.

Before Wen You could say anything, a hand with beautiful joints reached out from the side, snatched the teacup with a force that refrained from being refused, and poured it into the trash can.

After being picked on twice in a row, Amer was dumbfounded and said in a slightly annoyed tone, "Marshal Ling, what are you doing..."

Ling Qixian ignored his roar, sat down, picked up the teapot, poured all the tea into the tea dispenser, handed it to Amer, and said concisely, "Drink."

"What do you mean? I wouldn't poison Miss Wen You!"

Amer was confused. In order to prove himself, he didn't care that the tea was still hot and gulped it down in a few gulps.

"It seems that you really didn't do anything tricky," Ling Qixian nodded, "but the first time is to wash the tea water, as long as you like it."

In an instant, Amer's powdered face turned red all the way to his neck.

They all came with the same intention, so why was he the only one who made a fool of himself? Those two didn't even remind him, and deliberately watched him make a fool of himself. Was it fun? !

Zogotan and Xiang Chuyao tried hard to hold back their laughter. It was not that they stood by and watched, but they were stationed at the base all year round. Who would want to learn these pretentious things?

They really don’t know!

The adjutant silently gave his own marshal a thumbs up. It was a good achievement for once. It was worth it that he deliberately placed so much information on Chinese customs in the most conspicuous place on the desk.

Before he could completely relax, Amer started to prepare for another big move.

"I'm sorry Miss Wen You, as you know, we are used to being rough and don't know these rules. I brought some small gifts today to thank you for your spiritual comfort before."

Wen You waved her hand, "It's okay, I received your kindness, but you don't need a thank you gift..."

Amer couldn't wait to take out the treasures that belonged to his family.

"Look, this is our Beida District's specialty, polar pearls. They can be ground into powder for beauty and can also be made into jewelry..."

Wen You looked at the white pearl the size of a lychee and was slightly surprised.

Although the glossiness is slightly worse, it is really big. Her pearl jewelry is made of small teardrops dropped by Lin Luo. The quality is excellent, and the size is far smaller than this one.

"It's really beautiful, but..." I don't need it

When the adjutant saw that Lord Wen You's attention was attracted, his scalp tingled and he kept winking at his own marshal.

However, the latter was indifferent, fiddling with the tea set to make tea, his eyes focused on the mellow tea soup.

Your movements are smooth, elegant and graceful, but Lord Wenyou has no time to pay attention to you!

The adjutant gritted his teeth and decided to fight alone.

He rummaged around in the space button for a while, took out a slightly worn fishing net bag, and held it in front of Wen You with a blushing face.

"Lord Wen You, our Marshal also has polar pearls. Would you like to take a look at these?"