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

Chapter 139 A Wife's Intimate Name for Her Husband
The tightly closed door was split open by the sharp sword energy, and a tall and thin figure appeared against the light, his figure was stretched out, and the black and gold Tang sword in his hand shone with a dark and terrifying blade.

The one who came was murderous.

In stark contrast to that murderous aura is his appearance.

He wore a thin white shirt inside and a black suit outside. The collar of the shirt was unbuttoned, his hair was messy and fluffy due to the wind, and the gold-rimmed glasses on his nose were worn straight.

No matter how you look at him, he's a scoundrel with a scholarly air.

It’s just that, although his outward appearance is gentle and elegant, his dark and suffocating temperament can be frightening to death.

When the door was opened, cold wind blew in. Jing Weisha shivered, not sure if it was because of the cold or because she was scared by Luo Ang.

No, aren’t both of them afraid of the cold?

Could it be that a real man is not afraid of the cold?
When Luo Ang saw the white and tender ball curled up in Shen Que's arms, the scene that caused him great psychological trauma last night unconsciously emerged in his mind.

The veins on his beautifully bony arms were bulging even more violently, and the back of the black-gold knife was trembling slightly.

"You are such a shameless bastard! You are not even serious during the interview. You are disrespecting the soldiers of Beizhao Country!" Luo Ang pointed his blade directly at Shen Que.

Everyone:? ! !
Does he want to listen to what he is saying? This is His Majesty, the monarch of a country, who is personally interviewing a battlefield instructor. Even if the monarch is interviewing someone while lying on the bed, it is not an honor, but it will definitely not bury the person, right?

If there is anyone who draws a sword and points it at the monarch in public and speaks rudely to the monarch, perhaps only Master Flynn Leo in the whole of North Zhao Kingdom is the one.

After all, the monarch is not a good guy either. He is the kind of person who will draw his sword if he disagrees with something.

This Young Master Flynn Leo came to the monarch with a knife to duel. If nothing unexpected happens, it should be to snatch the beautiful little female in the monarch's arms. Wherever she appears, there must be Young Master Flynn Leo.

The old men present were so frightened that they dared not even breathe. Qiao Yin sat upright, looking calm, as if he had a nonchalant attitude.

He had not paid much attention to what was going on between the two males. He had only been back from the Oransi Federal Military Academy for a few days, and he knew that they were both fighting over a female.

He recognized it, and it was the pretty girl in the monarch's arms.

A little girl who looks very much like Sasa.

"Why don't you say that pointing a knife at the monarch in front of him is disrespectful to him?" Shen Que frowned in annoyance, looking like he didn't want to pay any attention to Luo Ang.

"Because I'm not here to respect you, I'm here to duel with you! You're really going too far! If you're still a male, get up right now!" Luo Ang expressed his anger between the lines.

"I won't fight. You're too precious. I can't afford to compensate you if I hurt you. And don't be so childish." Shen Que answered nonchalantly.

He had no intention of playing the hero competition with Luo Ang at all.

Jing Weisha tugged at Shen Que's sleeve and whispered, "Just let me go and talk to him."

Based on past experience, it is impossible to coax him with just a few words. He also said this morning that he doesn't want to hear words of comfort, but wants to be comforted by actions...

"If Shasha wants to talk to me, just wait until I finish the duel with him. This is a pure duel, not a life-and-death game. I won't hurt him." Without waiting for Shen Que to answer, Luo Ang spoke first.

Shen Que rolled his purple eyes upwards and said disdainfully: "If you want to duel with me so much, then I accept it. And Corey Kane, you are hired."

After accepting the invitation from Luo Ang, he also did not forget to answer Qiao Yin's interview results.

Jing Weisha was placed in the command chair and sat alone. When Shen Que stood up, he took off his windbreaker and put it on the knife rack, then drew his sword.

His muscular upper body was exposed without reservation, the deep scar on his back was both lustful and wild, his aggressive masculine aura was overflowing, and even his somewhat feminine face was full of wildness.

On the other side, Luo Ang rolled his eyes and turned his wrist to make way for Shen Que. It seemed that the scar was caused by his negligence, and Shen Que was injured by the old dog Alejia of the West Asian Empire.

Luo Ang stuck the black-gold Tang sword in his hand into the ground and unbuttoned his suit jacket. "You use an ordinary sword, and if I use this, it will seem like I am bullying you."

"I took off my clothes because they were too long and inconvenient. With your skinny figure, don't take them off. It's embarrassing." Shen Que said without any mercy.

Luo Ang's expression was a little petrified, and the corners of his mouth twitched with anger, "With your dead muscles, you may not be able to beat me."

"Are you really not cold? Don't catch a cold!" Jing Weisha couldn't help but shout.

"Well, if the male's mental strength is pure and strong enough, it can withstand the severe cold." Qiao Yin explained silently.

Well, after all, she is weak, so she shivers at the slightest breeze.

The duel between the king and the eldest son of the largest chaebol was filled with cheers.

These two males standing together look like a scholar and a military general.

Luo Ang took off his gold-rimmed glasses, supported his slender waist that was as slender as a willow among the crowd of males, and walked towards Jing Weisha, putting the glasses in her hands.

"Good girl, help your husband get it and wait for him to come back."

When she heard the word "husband", a flash of shock crossed Qiao Yin's eyes, but it disappeared in a flash.

Jing Weisha, wearing both Shen Que's windbreaker and Luo Ang's suit jacket, sat in the best viewing seat. The two men fought with each other using decisive moves, and sparks flew densely between the collisions of their weapons.

No matter where the picture is frozen, it will be a passionate and exciting blockbuster.

Jing Weisha didn't dare to open her eyes at all. She couldn't catch the movements of the two of them in time, and her heart was in her throat and she couldn't let go.

It was obviously evenly matched between the two of them, and all they were doing was wasting their stamina.

When a faint scent of green grass drifted in with the cold wind, Jing Weisha turned her head vigilantly.

The handsome and gentle man was looking at her inquiringly, his amber eyes were pure and clean without any impurities.

When I looked at him closely, I felt like I had seen him before. There was an indescribable sense of familiarity.

"Excuse me for asking, but the queen's name is Shasha?" Qiao Yin kept a polite distance of two meters from the pretty girl and was very polite.

"If you are disturbing the Queen, you don't have to bother with me. I just think that the Queen looks very similar to my sister. My sister is also called Sasa."

"My full name is Jing Weisha." Jing Weisha also answered politely.

An expression of shock slowly appeared on Qiao Yin's pretty face, but it quickly subsided.

"The Queen has a nice name. My name is Qiao Yin, and my last name is Corey Kane."

Jing Weisha nodded, "I know."

Her mind was completely focused on the two men in the duel arena. She was too worried about whether they would get hurt, and she didn't have the energy to talk to other males.

"Just now, Master Flynn Leo called himself husband. In my hometown, this is a close name for a wife to address her husband."

(End of this chapter)