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

Chapter 215 Heart Arsonist

Jing Weisha closed her eyes, gritted her teeth, and pulled the belt out for him in one go.

The loose suit pants slid down from the waist, and the fabric rubbed against the skin, making a slight sound.

Jing Weisha didn't dare to open her eyes to see this erotic scene, so she fumbled and continued to take off his clothes.

Close your eyes and feel the clear barriers between your waist and abdomen. I have to say that this male fox's abdominal muscles feel really good.
A pair of trembling, soft and tender hands were touching and moving around her lower abdomen, causing Alja to feel confused.

"Okay, I'll do this myself. Go out and get me some bath petals."

"Oh." Jing Weisha kept her eyes closed, turned around and ran, feeling like she was escaping in a panic.

After she went out, she didn't come back too quickly. She delayed for nearly an hour before returning to the bathroom with a bouquet of white roses.

I really admire that fox. He even adds flower petals to his bath. Why doesn’t he say he can have a glass of red wine instead?
Jing Weisha pushed open the bathroom door holding the flowers. For some reason, the heat inside had faded a lot and it was not as warm as when she went out.

In the bath, a blond man with a seductive look rested his arms on the jade railing, tilted his slender neck, revealing his jawline that was smooth and exquisite, more like a work of art than a human, and his Adam's apple that looked like white jade.

A small golden braid meandered down her cheek to her chest, with only half of her chest muscles exposed above the water. There was a circle of light red teeth marks on her neck near her collarbone.

There is no need to say more about the word "astringent" to describe him.

He just stood there motionless, what a beautiful picture of a handsome man.

It's not some beauty that can only be admired from afar but not touched upon. It's pure astringency, exuding primitive and strong male hormones. Even without doing anything, it can easily stir up a pool of spring water.

If we were to use an appropriate word to describe him, it would be, an arsonist of hearts?

As expected of a fox, her whole body is full of charm and lust.

Hearing the noise, the man who was taking a bath raised his head and opened his eyes lazily.

Perhaps it was due to the moisture, the male fox's fair cheeks turned as red as peach blossoms, and his charming eyes were filled with a layer of mist, lazy and blurred.

When her eyes met his, Jing Weisha quickly looked away, her gaze constantly dodging.

It's like being caught peeking.

Alejia raised her brightly colored lips and sneered, "Hey, where did my distinguished maid go to play? Did you remember to come back and see me?"

"The flowers you wanted." Jing Weisha raised the flowers in her hand.

With her cute and shy expression, it was just like the scene in an old-fashioned love movie from hundreds of years ago, where a girl holds flowers and confesses her love to her beloved.

It is her beauty that is more eye-catching than flowers.

I don’t know if it’s his aesthetic taste or she is really too beautiful, but in his opinion, this scene is better than all the beautiful blockbuster movies.

Tsk, she was holding a bunch of white roses.

He was a man who was notorious for being a playboy and a love veteran, not to mention in the entire West Asian Empire, but at least in the aristocratic circle. He also knew a thing or two about flowers.

Take the white rose for example, it symbolizes pure love.

The beauty of the little female surpassed any blooming red rose. She was bright and ostentatious, but her shy look and her pair of young and pure eyes were even purer than the white rose in her hand.

Thinking of this, Alja's smile slowly turned into a bitter smile.

It's just a bouquet of flowers. What on earth is he imagining about? Is it necessary?

I've been too lax with myself lately. In short, I've been too idle, which has allowed my brain to wander.

"You don't want flowers anymore?"

After not getting a response for a long time, Jing Weisha asked again.

The little guy's voice is soft, sweet and full of joy.

"Well" the words of rejection came to my lips, but I couldn't say them. I also felt like there was something stuck in my throat.

"Give it here." He simply didn't refuse. It was the flowers he wanted anyway.

"Should I pick the petals and throw them into the water?"

"No, give it to me." He emphasized again.

His thought was, why pick such beautiful flowers and throw them into the water? Isn't it a complete waste?

Jing Weisha thought that this man was really weird. She asked him to get some flower petals for bathing, but after getting them, he didn't let her pick the petals. Why did he want to use the flowers to scrub her body directly?
"Your flowers."

When she walked around with the flowers in her hand and just bent down, but before she bent down completely, the man who was in the water suddenly stood up and reached out to take the flowers from her.

The man's thin waist with a hint of moisture flashed into the eye.

The water level was just below the sexy mermaid line, and something insignificant was poking its head out from under the water.

How should I put it? Apart from the fact that she was too big to be held in one hand, her color was as delicate as jade.
Jing Weisha clearly heard the sound of an explosion in her head. She didn't even bother to stand up straight and was about to step back.

The bathroom floor was slippery to begin with, and she moved too hastily, causing the world to churn in front of her eyes. With a splash, her body fell into the cool, warm water, while her head hit something hot and solid, causing a concussion in her brain.

Fortunately, a hand was supporting her waist, preventing her from diving into the water.

Otherwise, judging from the angle from which she fell into the water, what had happened to Luo Ang would have happened again here.

But something hard pressing against her lower abdomen and sending her a burning sensation told her that it was not completely avoided.

Alejia held the bouquet in one hand and held Jing Weisha's waist with the other. Judging from the slight twitching of his jaw, he was gritting his teeth and not allowing himself to make a sound.

If there was a third person present, someone who didn't know would think this scene was some ambiguous and passionate moment.

Fortunately it was him. If it was someone else, they would definitely think that she deliberately threw herself into his arms and seduced him, and then he would eat her up without any reason, leaving nothing behind!
"You are so clumsy that you can't even pass a flower. What kind of a waste have those guys made of you?"

Alja spoke with gritted teeth, his voice was hoarse and gloomy, and from his tone, he seemed very angry.

With every breath, her unique and charming fragrance would linger on him like a gossamer, trying to enchant his mind and control his brain.

The fragrance is delicate and graceful, with a moderate aroma.

The annoying thing was that he didn't want to fight back at all. He wanted more and wanted to take all of her beauty.

He pinched Jing Weisha's slender waist with a little force, but he didn't dare to use too much force. The waist was too thin and too soft. He could easily hold it with one hand. He was afraid that if he used more force, he would break it.

But his palms gently stroked the slender waist and shoulders through the fabric, intentionally or unintentionally.

He himself did not realize that his eyes were already flushed with passion.

For a moment, she even forgot to let go of the delicate and soft girl in his arms.

　Luoang is a male vixen, and Alejia is a male fox. The former is an open flirt, while the latter is a flirt without knowing it.
　　(End of this chapter)