Star Beast World: Little Rose is the most beautiful female!

Chapter 117 "Your Majesty! I still need you..."

"Wait a moment." A hoarse, tired and gentle male voice came from across the door.

When she asked, Jing Weisha had already turned the door handle.

When the study door opened, a strong smell of nicotine hit me in the face, mixed with a faint scent of tea.

"Don't come in, it smells like smoke!"

Shen Que had already stood up from his desk, hurriedly extinguished the cigarette between his fingers, and quickly walked towards Jing Weisha.

"It's okay, the baby has been born." Jing Weisha took the tea in her hand and walked towards Shen Que in small steps, fearing that the water in the teacup would spill out.

There are a lot of cigarette butts in the ashtray on the desk. No wonder he coughs after smoking so much.

Her heavy chest swayed with every step she took. Her light pink strawberry nightgown, which was just above her knees, could not hide her graceful and enchanting beauty. Shen Que's Adam's apple kept rolling, and his throat became even drier.

"Is it for me?" he asked referring to the tea in Jing Weisha's hand.

Jing Weisha raised her head and looked at Shen Que, "Yes, Your Majesty, smoking is bad for your health. Your Majesty, please don't smoke too much, okay?"

The little guy blinked his star-like eyes and looked at him worriedly.

The rose scent she brings, mixed with a hint of sweet milk, can sweep away the filthy smell of tobacco.

It can also awaken the beast soul within him.

"Okay, I won't smoke now. Thank you for bringing me tea so late at night. Be good and go back to sleep first." Shen Que took the teacup from Jing Weisha's hand, put his arm around her thin shoulders and led her out of the study.

"What about you, Your Majesty? Aren't you going to bed yet?"

"I'll be there in a bit. You just gave birth. You need to take good care of yourself and don't stay up late. Even giving birth won't have any effect on your body."

He also paid close attention to the little guy's physical condition in real time, and the doctor passed the data to him as soon as possible.

Like Luo Ang, he was not too happy, but was more worried about her.

Jing Weisha said hesitantly: "But I want..."

It was hard to say what came after that.

"Want to see what I'm doing when I'm not sleeping?"

Jing Weisha nodded, "Is it okay?"

Then let's wait until he finishes his work...

Shen Que noticed that the little guy was worried and seemed to want his help with something.

"Of course, the study smells too much like cigarettes, let's move to another place."

He wanted to say let's go to the living room downstairs, but Jing Weisha suggested first: "Then can we go to His Majesty's room?"

Some surprises...

Shen Que couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips, "Of course."

In the bedroom, Shen Que sat in front of the computer desk, without any deliberate emphasis on being dignified. His posture was naturally elegant, steady, and graceful.

Shen Que's slender fingers held the pen, and his strokes were vigorous and powerful. His writing was vigorous, neat and clean, and his handwriting was just like his personality.

The article he wrote analyzed the reasons for the terrorist attack in Beizhao Kingdom and the rebellion in Silver Moon City.

This is a self-reflection letter.

One of the sentences shocked Jing Weisha greatly—"If a man dies, it is all my fault."

The writing is as delicate as flowing water, firm yet gentle, and compassion hidden in the gentleness.

Jing Weisha knew why he was determined to fight for the throne.

It's not that he desires the throne or power.

It was because he wanted to save his country and didn't want to see the Northern Zhao Kingdom perish at the hands of villains.

He possesses the qualities to be an emperor in the true sense.

Jing Weisha didn't dare to disturb him, so she sat quietly beside him and watched him write every word. After writing five pages, Shen Que picked up the steaming tea beside him and drank it all. After putting down the teacup, he said to Jing Weisha, "When are you going to ask me?"

The man maintained his writing posture, and his magnetic and gentle voice showed no emotion.

His question gave Jing Weisha a shock.

Jing Weisha shrank her shoulders and came back to her senses from Shen Que's soul-stirring article. Thinking of what she was going to say to him, she felt embarrassed and her face turned red.

Are all men so sensitive? How did he know that she wanted to tell him something? Was she being too obvious?
Shen Que saw Jing Weisha's blushing face clearly.

It didn't seem like she was asking him to take the cub back to raise, or to send her back to Luoang. Was he overthinking it?
"Your Majesty, please finish your business first, and I will talk later..." Jing Weisha even stuttered as she spoke.

After reading Shen Que's article, Jing Weisha began to doubt herself, wondering if that would be a blasphemy against him.
Shen Que twirled the pen tip with his fingers, turned around and looked inquiringly at Jing Weisha's face, which was extremely beautiful no matter from which angle you looked at it.

When he saw this, Jing Weisha blushed even more, and her heart was pounding like a deer running around.

The little guy's reaction made him feel much happier.

"Just tell me first. I don't have to finish it right now. Don't make you stay up late waiting for me."

Admiring Shen Que's handsome face again, Jing Weisha felt that his beautiful and delicate eyebrows and eyes, like a painting, were filled with the majestic atmosphere of the vast mountains and rivers.

I can't even say it...

"Then I'll go back to sleep first. Your Majesty, please also rest early?" She was already preparing to get up.

"I won't write any more. That's enough for now. Go ahead, Sasa."

His affectionate name coupled with his smoky, low-pitched voice is another style of heart-stirring.

Jing Weisha's already swollen and painful chest became even more painful with the intense heartbeat. She didn't dare look directly at Shen Que and lowered her head to rub her nightgown.

"me……"

Shen Que watched Jing Weisha’s face getting redder and redder, until it looked like blood was about to drip out.

He didn't know whether she was hot or not, but the fire was burning in him.

Sometimes I really hate myself for knowing too little about females and not being able to accurately guess what they are thinking.

If it was Luo Ang, he would have guessed it, right?
Looking at her delicate and shy state, Shen Que asked, "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

In fact, he felt worse.

If she couldn't calm him tonight, he would have to take suppressants again.

Jing Weisha bit her rosy lips and nodded heavily.

When she bit her lip, Shen Que could no longer sit still.

Jing Weisha watched Shen Que stand up and said stiffly, "I'll be back soon."

He had just taken two steps when a soft, boneless, hot little hand grabbed his fingers.

"Your Majesty! I still need you..."

She finally mustered up the courage to speak out.

"What do you need me to do?" Shen Que tried hard to remain calm.

"I need you to help me deal with this..."

He followed the little guy's gaze downwards, and saw the two water stains on the towering mountain tops... He understood...

It turns out that Luo Ang really wasn't taking advantage of her!
Shen Que's pretty face, which had excellent expression control, also turned red, and he felt ecstatic and ashamed inside.

She actually wanted him to do this favor. It was a pity that he thought so much and dragged it out for so long!

"Okay, is it urgent? If not, I'll go take a shower first. I smell like cigarettes." He didn't want the smell of cigarettes to pollute her purity and beauty.

　The position of the first male lead has been taken by my second son Luo Ang, so let me feel sorry for my eldest son Shen Que...

　　(If you want to see Lao Shen’s handwriting, deduct 1. I’m looking for someone with good handwriting to write it for me)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)