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

[This article is fictional, and contains a clip of Youbao and Qingqing personally testing the soothing bracelet they developed]

"Buzzing—"

The vibrating alarm on the cell phone has been ringing for ten minutes. The girl in her nightgown turned over on the bed, showing no intention of waking up.

"Yuzu! Yuzu—"

"Hurry up and get up, you're going to be late for 8am!!!"

Of the three girls who shared the dormitory, Qin Ying pinched her nose, Cheng Jia pulled her ears, and the remaining Lin Xintong helped Wen You find his battle robe, and they were just about to lift him up and put it on.

After being woken up by several people, Wen You finally twitched her eyelashes, got up in a daze, washed up, and put on the F4 sweet girl suit chosen by her roommate.

It was a sultry summer day, and the bow tie of her uniform was making it hard for Wen You to breathe. She raised her hand to loosen it a little, took out her cell phone and saw that it was only 7:01.

"What are you trying to do? You're lying to me with the alarm clock again. Do you know that if you do this, people who stay up late to read novels will die suddenly?"

Lin Xintong stuffed her with a strong mint candy to relieve her distress, and clasped her hands together, "You, I worship you. There is a handsome guy in the eight-minute class this morning, and my happiness depends on you!"

Qin Ying also poked her soft white cheek, "You know, Youzi, we are socially anxious, so the important task of getting WeChat is left to you!"

Cheng Jia held Wen You's arm and flipped through the photos taken by passers-by, "Come on, Baoer, I really like this one!"

Wen You shook his confused head, "It won't be the same again this time..."

The moment Wen You saw the photo, her mouth zipped up automatically.

I can't criticize this, it's really handsome. Even a blurred silhouette can create a new level of handsomeness. As long as there is a nose and eyes, she will definitely be a pretty beauty.

Wen You was a little confused, "You three...?"

"He's so handsome, we can talk to him for a whole day!" x3

Lin Xintong: "Besides, he is so tall and has long legs. It must not be difficult for him to have three cups of milk tea, take up three seats and carry three bags when dating!"

Wen You's mouth twitched, "Then... let me try?"

After breakfast, as we walked to the door of the classroom, the girls all pushed Wen You to lead the way.

"The guy at the side of the first row, he just got into this course after making up for his withdrawal these past two days, he always comes super early!"

In this hot season when everyone is wearing T-shirts, slippers and shorts, the boy is wearing a neat white shirt and black jacket, holding a pen and looking down, with his ink-black hair hanging down, long eyelashes, and a delicate side profile that makes people fall in love at first sight.

Wen You finally understood why her roommate had to torture herself by wearing a uniform. The bow tie uniform and pleated skirt really looked like a couple's outfit at first glance.

"What is your name?"

Qin Ying: "I don't know. He's elusive and has a very cold temperament. No one dares to ask for his WeChat."

In fact, it’s because there are too few girls in the Computer Science Department. Just yesterday, news of a handsome guy coming into the classroom appeared, and today there were a lot of beauties from other departments in the classroom.

However, they were all sitting not too far away, forming a circle. There was a boy every other seat on the left and right, and they were all beautiful women with exquisite makeup and beautiful clothes.

Wen You pushed himself up with his arms and flipped over from the table in the first row, sitting accurately between the two of them.

The girl next to her was so frightened by her aggressive actions that her mouth opened into an O shape. Is it true that girls from the computer department are so... in the way they pursue guys?

She didn't expect there would be someone even more powerful.

Wen You patted the boy's shoulder and said, "Classmate, I'm the teaching assistant for this class. What's your name?"

The young man raised his pair of dark and clear eyes, with the corners of his eyes slightly raised and his long eyelashes trembling slightly. His handsome and elegant appearance was blended with a cold temperament, and there was a signature beauty mole between his eyebrows.

"Hello, teaching assistant. I am... Song Heqing."

Looking at the polite and distant boy, Wen You had a rare moment of conscience and confessed, "I just lied to you. Actually, I am your girlfriend..."

"Ok, I know."

The boy's eyes, clear as ink, were filled with a certain tenderness as he stared straight into her eyes.

Under the attack of the overly beautiful beauty, Wen You was a little stuck, "...our roommate."

"Um, Mr. Song, I want to get their WeChat accounts, is that okay?"

I don’t know if it was her illusion, but I always felt that the boy’s face turned a little cold after he said this, but it didn’t affect his eye-catching handsomeness.

"No, having an extramarital affair is against the law."

The boy shook his head and refused, his soft tone somewhat helpless, "I just lied to you, I am actually your husband."

A group of girls who were paying close attention to the situation here: "!!!"

Wen You: “…What are you kidding?”

Was she trying to strike up a conversation but was being flirted with back?

The boy held her hand seriously and took out two brand new red books from his schoolbag. His eyes were focused and affectionate. "Yuzu, I will never make fun of you."

Wen You opened the two red books with shaking hands. Inside were her and Song Heqing's wedding photos, with their names listed side by side and a slightly raised steel stamp on the corner of the photo...

She is only a junior in college, how come she is already married? !

Wen You patted her hot cheeks, wondering if she was still dreaming after reading the novel. She took out her cell phone and found that the battery was only 13%, which was consistent with her condition after staying up late.

She opened her favorite novel app again, and the novel she read yesterday had been renamed "Becoming the Only Female on Beast Planet, Being Licked by Countless Bosses"

(This book has two titles, so I’ll take half of each)

Just open a page, and you will see Song Heqing, Xiao Xianhe, Qingqing everywhere...

It was indeed a dream. Wen You breathed a sigh of relief and put the phone in front of the boy. She lowered her voice and asked, "Are you the orc in this book?"

Song Heqing's slender five fingers slowly squeezed into her fingers, somewhat dissatisfied with her wording, "Yuzi, outside of the book, I am also your legal husband."

The way the girls around him looked at him changed from amazement and pink bubbles to shock and contempt as if he was a psycho. How could he trick girls into marriage without even knowing their names?

There is also a prop marriage certificate, could this be a fraud gang? !

As soon as the get out of class was over, Wen You's three roommates pulled her away and checked her carefully from head to toe. "You You, are you okay? He... looks mentally ill."

If they had known things would turn out so outrageous, they would never have asked for the handsome guy’s WeChat.

"I am fine."

Wen You curled her fingers, and the boy's warmth seemed to still remain on her palms. Could that marriage certificate be real?

As she was thinking this, a shadow fell in front of her, and a tall and handsome boy took her into his arms.

Song Heqing took out a card and politely thanked the three people, "Today is Chinese Valentine's Day, Youzi will treat you to a meal, so she will leave first."

The boy's arms under his suit were strong and powerful. Wen You pressed against his chest, too stiff to move, her heart beating uncontrollably.

What was even more bizarre was that Lin Xintong and the others, who had been extremely vigilant just now, actually accepted it readily and waved goodbye in a teasing manner.

"Youyou, have a great time with Senior Song! The Warmth Hotel in Beishan is especially suitable for married people like you!"

What are they talking about? Wen You rubbed her hot cheeks vigorously, trying to sober herself up.

It must be because of the dream. No matter what she thought of, the logic in the dream would change accordingly.

"Where are we going?"

Song Heqing leaned over to help her fasten her seat belt, and then lowered his head and kissed her softly, "Youzi, it's up to you, whether to go to the hotel or go home, I'm ready."

For a simple college student like Wen You who has never been in a relationship and can only talk nonsense, the word "hotel" carries a sense of ambiguity and taboo. She hurriedly shook her head and said, "Let's go home."

"Why is your face so red? Do you have a fever?"

He placed the back of his slightly cool hand on Wen You's forehead, and then chuckled happily, "Don't be shy, we are already married, and it's normal to go to a love hotel."

Seeing Wen You blush like a ripe shrimp, he sat back in the driver's seat and said in a serious tone, "But it feels better to spend such an important day at home."

A prepared man can create surprises for his lover no matter where he is.

Wen You followed him out of the car in a daze, took the elevator, and watched him skillfully open the door with the key and take out slippers for her to change into.

Putting aside the fact that they are not familiar with each other, he is simply her dream man. He is handsome, rich, capable and has a good attitude. It would be a real pleasure for her to marry him.

Wait, she...married?

Has it always been like this? Women marrying men, isn't that something out of a novel?

Song Heqing walked through the entrance with her eyes covered, "Okay, Yuzu, open your eyes."

The lights in the living room were not on. In the dimness, the light strips on countless roses were shining brightly, and a candlelight dinner for two was placed on the dining table.

Wen You is allergic to romance. "The aisles are filled with flowers. How are we going to eat?"

Song Heqing half-knelt down, held her hand, leaned forward and kissed her again and again, then took out an exquisite diamond ring, "Put it on, and I'll tell you."

The tingling sensation penetrated deep into her skin along her fingers, and Wen You couldn't help but retract her hand. "Tell me first, and then I'll decide whether to wear it or not."

Song Heqing smiled warmly, "Okay."

The man picked up the girl by the waist, spread a pair of snow-white wings behind him, and flew steadily to the dining table.

An anti-scientific phenomenon that would never occur in reality.

Wen You heaved a sigh of relief, confirming that she was missing a man. She even dreamed of being in love. She was really a lustful paint pot - capital yellow.

Song Heqing held her in his arms and sat down, holding her in his broad arms. He quickly cut a steak and fed her carefully and considerately.

He has been serving Wen You, feeding her, pouring water, peeling shrimps, and wiping her mouth... He is so attentive that Wen You, who has never been taken care of like this, feels a little embarrassed. "Don't you want to eat?"

The man's ink-clear eyes were tinged with a dark color, his voice was low and hoarse, and his warm breath was like a feather brushing past his ears.

"I'm hungry and I need to eat. Yuzu, feed me when you're full, okay?"

Wen You bit the plump and chewy shrimp meat, and without any doubt, she agreed immediately, "No problem, I will make sure to feed you well."

"I have a big appetite, please help me, Yuzu."

"It's okay, it's okay, we are husband and wife."

It would be too polite to say that it is troublesome to feed such a beautiful and handsome beauty. It is clearly a pleasure.

Song Heqing gently wiped the oil stains from her lips, and suddenly let Wen You hook his neck, "Aren't we going to eat? Where are you going?"

"Of course I'll eat, Yuzu...feed me myself."

Before Wen You had time to think about his intentions, she was pushed into a large bed covered with rose petals, with the dark bedding forming a soft curve.

Song Heqing held her face in his hands, treating her like a delicate and fragile treasure, kissing and pecking her little by little, taking great care of her.

The hot and wet lips and tongue, carrying his refreshing and pleasant scent, fell upon her. The skillful deep kiss soon softened the inexperienced girl.

Wen You bit her lip, her ears were swollen, her originally fair skin was covered with a thin layer of pink, and her half-closed eyelashes kept trembling, like a fragile butterfly with broken wings.

It was a wet dream, it was a wet dream, it was a wet dream... She kept reminding herself, but why did it feel so real, familiar and yet strange, making her eyes wet and unable to resist.

Colorful fireworks exploded outside the window, and Wen You's mind was also floating and swaying. The fingers that were tightly clenched on the sheets were suddenly loosened, and a slightly cool ring was put on the slender ring finger.

"Yuzu, I only love you, from the first sight."

Wen You suddenly opened her eyes and met a pair of tender eyes. Their eyes collided, and an invisible awkwardness spread. She buried herself in the pillow.

Song Heqing held her waist close to her and pulled out the pillow, "Don't be depressed. To be honest, I didn't expect that Youzi would be such a shy girl before."

Wen You wanted to test the effect of the soothing bracelet herself, and he was worried, so he kept monitoring her in real time. He didn't expect that the person in her dream would be him.

The psychological pleasure of being chosen by his lover did not diminish the smile on his face even after he watched her being intimate with "him" the whole night. Instead, it grew stronger and stronger.

However, seeing Wen You's blushing cheeks and rapid breathing, Song Heqing still felt a little jealous and was eager to satisfy her personally.

"Can you call me husband once?"

He did not forget to compete with himself in his dreams.

Wen You's eyes were blank, his mind was blank, and he refuted intermittently, "No, yelling, it's not fair..."

Song Heqing bit her earlobe and panted heavily, "How can it be unfair? Youzi, listen carefully--"

"I love you my wife."

"Well, I love my wife so much~"

"My wife is so awesome, let's just yell once, huh?"

"Do you want it? Call me husband..."

When Wen You finally did as he wished and called out that shameful name, Song Heqing's voice was hoarse. Wen You urged him to drink pear soup all day before his voice recovered.

Song Heqing acted mysterious for the next few days.

Wen You always felt that he was holding back something, but when she asked him about it, he simply brushed it off with a few words.

It was not until a few days later, after dinner, that Song Heqing took Wen You back to his room.

Fresh, dewy roses of various colors filled all the spaces on the floor, just like in a dream. He knelt on one knee and took out a one-to-one replica of the ring.

Song Heqing looked ashamed, "I'm sorry, Yuzi, I'm still too stupid. I only knew from your dream that a qualified male needs to prepare these things."

On his first night with Yuzu, there were no flowers, gifts or candlelight dinner. It was even her who took the initiative. Whenever he thought about it, he felt bad.

Wen You directly put her ring finger on the ring and put it on herself. "That was just a dream. Qingqing, don't think too much about it. You are the source of inspiration for my dream."

The dazzling light flowed around her fingertips. Song Heqing looked up and gazed at her, kissing her fingertips subconsciously like a devout believer.

Until his god leaned over and issued an order that he could not resist.

"Enjoy your wedding night, my dear...husband."