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

"Do you distrust Lin Luo as well? Or do you only distrust me?"

Canglan's gloomy and delicate face was stained with anger and looked a little distorted. He grabbed the girl's wrist and forcibly brought her to the window.

"Yes, I am threatening you. If this is not enough, I can increase the threat until you accept it."

Through the hard and cold protective window, Wen You could clearly see the rising and falling tides, schools of sperm whales cruising in the shallow sea, and the visual sensation of dark clouds pressing down on the city and threatening to destroy it was thrilling.

At the junction of the waves and the golden beach, there are piles of treasure chests, with all kinds of minerals, pearls, scallops, and corals...

The coastline became dazzling and brilliant, with the city defenses equipped with heavy weapons on one side and the pure blue ocean on the other.

Wen You didn't know what to say, "Is this how you threaten me?"

"Of course not only that," Canglan snorted coldly, "You don't think I'm as easy to fool as Linluo?"

He leaned closer to the girl, his nose almost touching hers, his deep eyes like a deep sea whirlpool, alluring and dangerous.

"I am here to join you, not to separate you from anyone else."

"If you don't agree, I will have to raise the tide to drown them, then drag you into the deep sea and kiss your duplicitous little mouth to pieces. See if you dare to talk to me like this again."

Wen You kicked him down on the sofa and said, "Don't make a move. I didn't say I won't give you a reward. You destroyed a branch of General Shahun. You...you should start from the rank of colonel."

Canglan: "Colonel? Comparing with Linluo?"

Wen You said nonsense in a serious tone: "He is not comparable to you. You are under my jurisdiction and have real power."

Canglan was satisfied, "Just consider it as you accept my threat."

Wen You: "From now on, watch your words and don't contradict your superiors, otherwise I will roast you into spicy grilled dried fish and give Jingzhe a snack to satisfy his craving."

Canglan hesitated for two seconds, "That won't work. If Linluo can contradict you, then so can I. I will just be stronger than him..."

Wen You predicted what he was going to say and couldn't help but swear, "Get lost!"

Noticing that Zhang San had not left the door yet, Cang·Kou Wuzhai·Lan shut up obediently, "Well, OK, sir, I'll go home for a while, and we'll talk about the contradiction later."

Before Wen You got angry, he opened the window, jumped out, and his figure disappeared into the boundless blue sea.

Wen You looked at the small tuft of long blue hair hooked under the windowsill. She felt very delicate and was not angry at all.

She suddenly felt that it was not surprising that the teenage Lin Luo was deceived into the position of emperor, after all, he had a twin brother who could be fooled by a colonel.

"Zhang San", who was acting as a background board on the side, glanced at the coastline full of gold, silver and treasures. His expression changed unpredictably and he secretly clenched his fists.

He came in such a hurry that he didn't even bring any gift of surrender. It was really outrageous.

The native land of Soul-Slaying Star is not considered rich, but the interstellar bandits have their own ways of making money. Unfortunately, all of it is ill-gotten gains, and they even think it is dirty to give it to others.

"What are you still doing here? Go down and rest. You are not required to take up your post immediately."

After fighting on the battlefield, most soldiers would just replenish their energy and sleep soundly.

It was the first time that Wen You saw someone as energetic as Zhang San who was able to fight with Jingzhe.

The young male shook his head and gave a reasonable tired smile, "I'm not tired yet. Where are you going? Are you going to visit that Lady Mansa?"

Wen You understood instantly, and with the insightful look of someone who had experienced it, she motioned for him to follow, "Yes, I'm going to see her. If you're worried, come with me."

Regardless of whether she is Xingba's wife or not, at least on the battlefield, she was fearless and stepped forward to help Wen You.

It is normal for such a bold, careful and daring female to be loved by young males.

Wen You led "Zhang San" to the ward, "You know Miss Mansha well? Can you tell me about her?"

"Hmm..." The fair and handsome face of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was a little stiff. "I don't know. It's inconvenient. You will know when you see her."

It wasn't that he intended to hide it, but that Lady Mansa... was too lewd for him to say it out loud.

Wen You smiled knowingly. He was indeed a male who had just begun to fall in love. He was reluctant to talk about his sweetheart behind her back and wanted her to know it in person.

Nangong Shi felt a little uncomfortable, "Why do you smile so happily when you mention Madam Mansha?"

Wen You raised his eyebrows in surprise. Oh my, you’re jealous and you’re not even allowed to laugh?

She struggled to hold back her laughter, "Then I won't laugh."

For some reason, seeing her like this, Nangong Shi felt even more uncomfortable, and said in a sullen voice, "I didn't mean to stop you from laughing."

Wen You: "..."

There are so many stupid things in love!

In the ward, Mansha had already woken up, and she was flattered by the medical staff's meticulous care.

There are refreshing flowers on the bedside, nutrient solutions, fruits and snacks of various flavors on the table within reach, and newly released movies are playing on the extra-large screen.

The doctors and nurses were all very gentle and gentlemanly, tall and handsome. Except that they were not as strong as Xingba, Mansha was moved by them in every aspect.

Having been abused for so long on the Soul-Slaying Star, she could no longer remember the days when she was pampered. Now, she has finally regained her noble status as an S-class female.

Mansha drank the juice and was extremely glad for her previous choice. If she could successfully stay on Burning Sun Star and become the only female...

Even if she is not as popular as the rumored Lord Wen You, she will definitely be able to marry many high-quality males and live a happy and fulfilling life.

"Ms. Mansa, our Lord Wen You wants to see you. Is it convenient for you?"

The attending physician wearing gold-rimmed glasses knocked on the door, and his gentle and elegant voice made Mansha blush.

The males she had seen on the Soul-Slaying Star were all rough, muscular men. They were capable, but lacked a lot of romance. She had never seen such a gentle and elegant male.

"That's convenient, Doctor Gna."

She threw back the quilt, got out of bed, and stood by the door waiting eagerly. As long as she could please Lord Wen You, there would be hope for her to stay on Zhuoyang Star.

Mansha had just inquired and knew that in the eyes of the people of Zhuoyang, Lord Wen You was even more exaggerated than the 3S females rumored by the outside world, almost to the point of being deified.

Fortunately, the other party is not averse to females and is very friendly towards them, otherwise he would not have arranged for her to stay in such a high-end ward.

There was another knock on the door. Mansha's heart was in her throat. She said softly, "Come in."

The leading girl pushed open the door. She looked much younger than Mansha had imagined. She was wearing a white and gold military uniform with tassels hanging on her shoulders. The thin gold chain and medal on her chest revealed her identity.

Imperial Marshal!

Mansa was so shocked that she couldn't recover for a long time.

She originally thought that the "sir" mentioned by the medical staff was just a title.

In her original country, females above S-rank can basically be addressed as "Mr. So-and-so" or "Your Excellency So-and-so".

Mansa thought of her previous behavior and felt so embarrassed that she wanted to find a crack in the ground to jump into. As the dignified Imperial Marshal, why did he need her to pretend to be someone else to divert the fire?

Wen You called her twice in succession, only to see the woman standing there in a daze, and couldn't help but pat her on the shoulder.

"Don't be nervous, Miss Mansa. I have something I want to talk to you about. Shall we go in and talk?"

Mansa nodded like a little chicken pecking at rice, "Oh, okay, okay, Master Wenyou."

She quickly made a gesture of invitation, and when Wen You took two steps, she was caught off guard by the male following behind her. He had broad shoulders and a narrow waist, a straight posture, and a cold face.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince? ! Why is he here? ! ! !