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

Chapter 328 Let's kiss first and then talk about it.
Two grand declarations of love took place in the same location, both involving males expressing their loyalty to the same person, leaving the audience thrilled.

Jing Weisha's eyes reddened again, tears welled up in her eyes, and finally spilled out.

However, she was still holding Alja tightly in her arms and refused to let go.

Having not seen each other for so long, Luo Ang carefully observed every little detail about Jing Weisha. She watched him cry and then hugged Alejia.
The little guy is quite adept at striking at the heart of a person.

"Oh no, she's turned into a crybaby again. It's rare that she didn't cry today," Alga said with a mix of indulgent and helpless lament, then smiled apologetically at Luo Ang.

This was not intentional on his part, and he had no intention of provoking anyone whatsoever.

He didn't take Luo Ang stealing the spotlight at all.

At least, Luo Ang helped them turn the tide. He's really not good at debating or swearing; he prefers to bully others by relying on his power, but he's lost that power now.

Jing Weisha lowered her head, trying to wipe away the tears on her face, but warm fingertips first caressed the corners of her eyes. "You should smile when you're moved, not cry. He's a good person too. It's just a pity that I'm still behind him in line. But now I have to fight him for the microphone. I still need to give the public an explanation about the Empire's affairs."

Jing Weisha herself felt a little embarrassed that she was moved to tears by another man while in the arms of another man.

She secretly reached out and pinched Alja's waist hard. "Then why don't you hurry up and go?"

"Then let go of me first?" he asked, his tone seemingly negotiating.

Jing Weisha decisively withdrew her hand, her two small hands awkwardly intertwined, and she even took two steps back.

Loang rested his elbow on the fence, looking arrogantly at Alga walking towards him. "Hurry up and tell us, then we'll settle our score."

He pushed the microphone towards Aleksandar, straightened up, and quickly walked towards Jing Weisha.

Jing Weisha's gaze followed Luo Ang as he approached. He didn't stop as he passed by her, but only brought a gust of wind. Just when she thought he was going to brush past her, her wrist was grabbed and she was pulled away by a strong force.

Luo Ang didn't drag Jing Weisha downstairs, but instead led her upstairs. He seemed quite familiar with the place.

Men's legs are naturally long, and now they walk fast, so even when Jing Weisha was being pulled along, she had a hard time keeping up.

Jing Weisha followed Luo Ang without daring to make a sound. She didn't ask Luo Ang where he was taking her, because she could tell that Luo Ang seemed to be more than just a little angry.

After spending several days with Alga, she was no longer afraid of him at all, but whenever she faced an angry Loon, she would experience a physiological panic, no matter how much time had passed.

Luo Ang grabbed Jing Weisha and casually pushed open the door of a conference room, leading her inside. Even though she had made all the necessary preparations, Jing Weisha's heart still skipped a beat when she was pressed against the wall.

The man before her still possessed that noble and handsome appearance, but compared to the last time she saw him, he exuded a lot more fierceness. In the man's deep, icy blue eyes, Jing Weisha's bright and beautiful face, as lovely as a peach blossom, was reflected.

Her face was filled with panic at this moment.

"It's been a long time. Doesn't Sasa have anything to say to me? If not, then I'm going to kiss you."

Luo Ang reached inside Jing Weisha's coat, grasped her slender waist, pressed her tightly against his body, lifted her slightly pointed chin, and used his fingertips to caress her flower-like red lips.

The predatory glint in those deep, shrewd fox eyes was almost overflowing.

Compared to his previous forceful kisses and advances without any consultation, this time he was remarkably polite.

When were you?

The girl's lips parted slightly, her voice soft and gentle. The emotions long suppressed in the man's eyes burst forth like a flood. He still grasped the girl's chin, lowered his head, and took her soft, tender lips into his mouth—the very lips he had longed for day and night, the lips that had driven him to the brink of madness. Only when he touched that soft, sweet flesh did he feel as if he had come back to life.

He roughly knew what she wanted to tell him, but he couldn't express the hundreds of days and nights in just a few words, so he decided to kiss her first.

At first, he was quite gentle, only compared to his previous gentleness, not compared to others.

Not long after, the gentleness that was only present in his restraint was forcefully suppressed by his aggressiveness. The long-lost scent of cedar on the man's body was mixed with a slight smell of tobacco. The difference was that cedar was originally gentle and warm. No matter how domineering and forceful he was before, his aura was still somewhat gentle and warm. But the wisps of tobacco completely destroyed that little bit of gentleness he had.

His kisses were more impatient than any before, a plundering without the slightest patience, his burning breath carrying an almost violent and fanatical possessiveness, the force of which was utterly irresistible.

Jing Weisha had no room to struggle at all; she was as if she had been forcibly dragged into a narrow, enclosed world.

When she was with others, she at least had the initiative to respond clumsily and laboriously. But in front of Luo Ang, she was completely powerless to resist and didn't even have a chance to catch her breath.

All she could respond with were faint sobs that escaped her lips.

It had been almost a year since he had seen his beloved Jiaojiao. Her unique pheromones seemed even more captivating, like a rose blooming in the morning mist, bright and passionate, yet carrying the sweet fragrance of bamboo after the rain. Compared to when she was a budding flower when she first came to his side, her fragrance was now just right.

The slightest contact stirred his already weak will in front of her, enticing him to fall into her clutches, like a wild horse that could not be pulled back.

Suddenly, he didn't want to care about Shen Que or Alejia anymore.

Although this idea is rather selfish, those two don't seem to be kind to him either.

Thinking about how heartless those two were, his guilt lessened considerably.

Luo Ang only released Jing Weisha, giving her a chance to catch her breath, after her pretty, innocent face was flushed red from the kiss.

The girl's eyes were tinged with a rosy hue, her bright eyes were misty and hazy, and her rosy, pouting lips, still slightly parted from a passionate kiss, were slightly panting. Her face held a tenderness that she herself was unaware of.

She had something to say to Luo Ang earlier, but now she can't say anything at all!

A strong, domineering masculine aura enveloped her, and the hand that was pressed against her waist was already burning hot. Now it was trembling and tightening, as if it wanted to meld her into its own bones and blood.

A hot hand moved down her waist, the fabric of her clothes rustling as it rubbed against the door, and Jing Weisha's legs were lifted up with her back against the door.

The man's voice was deep and husky as he coaxed, "Shasha, do you know how much I miss you?"

The star-like lights on the ceiling of the conference room swayed rapidly, twisting into chaotic patterns that she couldn't make out. Even though she bit her lower lip, she couldn't avoid the low, broken sounds that escaped her lips.

Today, I'm bringing you a smaller rose!
Connect now:
1. Knows how to coax, but doesn't stop.

2. Knows how to coax and stop.

3. Neither coaxing nor stopping

4. Will stop but will not coax.

5. It won't coax you, but it will stop.

6. Encourage while speeding up