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

Kavena finally relented.

But he would never admit that he was the stupid fox who pitied Carlos.

He was just curious about what his future wife would look like. It was interesting that she was of the same race as him and could not transform into a beast.

Females are so fragile, would they be locked up and bullied by those rough guys in the military base until they cry?

That won’t work. Merchants won’t do business at a loss.

The little female named Wen You took away 99% of his property, which was the biggest venture capital in his life.

In fact, all the global resources of Zhuoyang Star are tilted towards Wen You. As a guardian, you only need to transfer more than 90% of the wealth.

Out of rebelliousness, Kavina kept 1% ​​for himself for business, and transferred the rest of the real estate, property, deposit company, etc. to Wen You.

Anyway, he is a money-making machine to replace Carlos. Instead of leaving this wealth to the greedy tribesmen, it is better to give it to his wife. The little female has just arrived and it is time for her to buy some things.

Kavina subconsciously has many fantasies about his wife: weak, helpless, pitiful... In short, she is similar to himself in his childhood.

He came to save his wife, and the idea of ​​her serving him personally was too low class.

Until Kavina was lifted up from the bed by a small hand and forced to the bathroom with tremendous force to wash the pillowcases and sheets.

He obediently took off the pillowcases and sheets, stuffed them all into a folding basin, added clean water and detergent and scrubbed them.

Wen You was leaning against the door with his arms folded. From this angle, one could see the boy's short red and white hair and his delicate profile.

As expected of a spoiled young master from a wealthy family, every part of his body was white and tender. Just rubbing his fingers around, his palms turned pink and the backs of his hands also had several red marks.

Having never done such rough work, Kavina moved with difficulty and looked up at Wen You, "Wife...can I use the washing machine?"

"Of course... no," Wen You sighed inwardly, "Who allowed you to sleep in my bed without permission? This is a punishment, and it won't happen again."

Wen You has achieved fruitful results in training these days. His fists have become stronger and his words are more assertive.

The young man raised his charming peach blossom eyes and explained weakly, "Sorry, sister, I can't control myself."

His voice has the unique coldness of a teenager, and his two little fangs look cute and spoiled.

This kid is only about 18 or 19 years old? Why is he different from what is shown in the information?

She remembered the quick glance at him at that time: Carlos, the S-class Fiery Fox, the son of the richest man in the galaxy, gentle and elegant, well-mannered, and extremely good at business?

Wen You thought he would be a mature and reserved father-like CEO, but in the end he turned out to be a year or two younger than her?

Who is taking care of whom when this child becomes so weak and unable to take care of himself?

Wen You still had doubts about the docile and well-behaved fox he brought, but he couldn't tell whether it was an ordinary animal or an orc.

I opened the optical computer and searched for Carlos, the son of the richest man, and the information that popped up was very detailed.

Wen You compared them one by one and found that their physical features were indeed exactly the same, except that in the photo he was wearing a crisp suit, looking cold, distant and unattainable.

Just when I was wondering why such a nice young man had changed his personality, I heard a thud. The young boy, who was nodding his head, suddenly fell into the folding basin, with detergent foam all over his face.

Wen You: "..."

"Carlos" just fell there motionless. The little fox jumped out of Wen You's hand and tried his best to pull at his exposed ankle, but the boy didn't move at all.

A minute later, the boy, who was having difficulty breathing, began to snore softly and a bubble came out of his nostrils.

Young people are good, they fall asleep as soon as they lie down. Wen You really believed it now and he couldn't control himself.

Wen You walked forward and picked up the young man with slender arms and legs. His clothes were soaked and slippery foamy water was dripping down his cheeks.

"Hey, Carlos, wake up!"

Wen You patted the boy's fair cheek. Without using much force, the skin, which was as smooth as a peeled egg, was left with several finger marks, and the broken feeling was pitiful.

Wen You was frightened by the unconscious state. He attached the computer to the boy's wrist to monitor his vital signs and breathed a sigh of relief when it showed that everything was normal.

"Housekeeper Xiaoqing, put in some hot water."

"Yes, Master."

The clear and magnetic voice made Wen You's ears numb. She threw Carlos into the bathtub and quickly rinsed him.

This is a smart butler that she tinkered with and modified herself. Of course, she did it secretly without Song Heqing's knowledge. Even though they were guardians, she was embarrassed to use it in front of the owner.

Wen You was not happy to share her bed with this strange boy. She wrapped him in a bath towel, threw him onto the sofa, and went back to the bathroom to wash up.

When I came out wrapped in a bathrobe, the doorbell rang.

Wen You saw Song Heqing on the display screen behind the door from afar. He was holding a lunch box in his hand, wearing an apron, and had a gentle and affectionate smile on his face.

As if he sensed that she was looking at him from a distance, Song Heqing curled the corners of his lips. The flame mark between his eyebrows added to his charm, and his beauty with a touch of fireworks was unique.

There is no harm without comparison. Wen You, like a butterfly, happily flew to the door and opened it.

"What new things did Qingqing make? Let me try them!"

There was a man lying in the room. Wen You's eyes flickered, and he quickly went out of the room, slamming the door shut.

Song Heqing was so perceptive that he could sense a different aura in the blink of an eye.

It didn't seem to be Knight. He frowned slightly. There were other males in Wen You's room. This realization made his throat dry and tight.

"It's the mochi milk cake rabbit that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince researched," Song Heqing smiled gently and asked tentatively, "I feel a little tired today, Yuzi, can I come in and sit for a while?"

Recently, bandit riots have been discovered in many space stations, and many starships are testing the edge of the airspace, making it difficult to deal with them.

Song Heqing felt very guilty for not being able to bring midnight snacks to Wen You every night.

Although he was busy, he still wanted to know who on earth had the ability to stay overnight in Wen You's room.

As a latecomer, it would be a lie to say that he was not disappointed. Song Heqing tried his best to maintain superficial decency, thinking in his mind how to counter the opponent's move.

"This..." Wen You was a little embarrassed. Although there was nothing going on between her and Carlos, the situation in the room, with the sheets and quilt covers all removed, would surely cause misunderstanding.

Hurry, hurry, hurry, I’m about to be caught cheating in the room by Crush!

Song Heqing took a step back to advance, "The celestial bodies have been moving differently recently, and I need to check the star map. If it's not convenient for you now, can I make an appointment to come tomorrow?"

Since it involves serious matters, Wen You has no reason to refuse, and Song Heqing has always been considerate, he should understand her... right?

Just at this moment, there was a loud bang in the house.

Song Heqing's heart tightened, "What's going on?"

As long as Wen You likes her, he will not suppress her too much, but if she has a tendency to violence, he will never let her stay.

"It's okay, it's Carlos."

Wen You led Song Heqing into the house, and as expected, they saw Carlos lying on the ground, turning over and continuing to sleep soundly.

The little fox was squatting on the side, nudging Carlos's hand, trying to wake up the god of sleep with his weak strength.

When he was just pulled out of the water, Wen You only wrapped him in a bath towel. He was naked and had nowhere to bite, so the little fox could only bite a corner of the bath towel and drag him.

The already loose bath towel was pulled apart.

Scattered!