StarCraft: Everyone wants the Queen

Chapter 73 Am I your son?

The man crouched down, trying to climb down, which in her eyes was no different from a monster grinning and attacking you.

To avoid being eaten, Shen Qingqing grabbed a cushion from the sofa next to her and threw it at him with all her might.

The movements were quick, accurate, and ruthless, without the slightest hesitation.

With a snap, the cushion hit him squarely in the face.

Desk was a little dazed by the pillow hitting him, not understanding why the little female who had just been swooning over him had suddenly changed her attitude.

After being hit, he sat there blankly, motionless.

Think about the emergency handling methods described in the book for being rejected by a female.

Hmm... It seems the book didn't mention this.

Descartes' first attempt to mate failed.

He won't give up after a second of dejection; he'll pick himself up and try again.

I've finally found a female I like, I can't let her get away like this.

"Um..." What was her name again?

The words were on the tip of his tongue, but he swallowed them back down.

He didn't know what the person on the other side was called.

"……Miss."

Desker politely asked, "What do you think of me, miss? Am I handsome?"

Shen Qingqing almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

What does this person mean? Asking her if she's handsome in this situation?

The frightened little white rabbit, Shen Qingqing, remained silent, still blinking her eyes and secretly watching him.

The look on his face seemed to say, "Look at you, you've scared me so much I can't speak!"

In short... it was quite awkward.

Deske straightened up and tried to get closer, imitating what was written in the book: kissing, hugging, and lifting her up high.

But then another cushion flew over.

This time, the location of the impact was incredibly precise, to an unbelievable degree.

"You actually... launched a sneak attack..." Desk clutched his stomach, gritting his teeth.

In his past life, he was a tyrant; in this life, he suffers this calamity.

Seeing that he was angry, Shen Qingqing shrank even tighter.

She assured everyone that she absolutely did not do it on purpose.

Who knew the pillow would land so precisely on his lower abdomen, and judging from the muffled groan, it seemed to have hit him quite hard.

Holding a pillow to shield himself, Desk finally caught his breath and opened his eyes to look at the "innocent" female.

It's definitely intentional!

She must have done it on purpose!!

But the moment their eyes met, he changed his mind.

How could such a delicate and adorable female do it on purpose?

He must be overthinking it.

“My lovely lady,” Deske finally managed to stammer out, “do I… look handsome?”

"..."

Shen Qingqing honestly replied, "Not handsome."

Upon hearing the answer, Deske's heart broke.

Why not compliment him on his good looks?!

Why is that?!

Shen Qingqing ignored the man who was acting crazy in front of her.

Since the opponent is a Zerg, things are much easier.

She was nominally one of Gatana's men, and naturally no one on the planet was so brave as to go looking for trouble with Gatana.

Moreover, Gatana needs her to be crowned and seize power, so he won't get rid of her for the time being.

"Let me tell you, I work for Lord Gatana. If you don't want to get into trouble, you'd better..."

Before he could finish speaking, Desk raised his head, leaned closer, and asked, "Are you... Lord Gatana's... favorite?"

He looked at it uncertainly again and again, not quite believing that the celibate governor would keep a lover.

It's still so small.

"Don't worry about who I am. If you lay a hand on me, Gatana will definitely not let you get away with it!"

Thinking of Gatana's identity, Shen Qingqing's aura became much stronger.

It's just a contest of power, and she has that too.

However, the other person seemed relieved after hearing this, and immediately wrapped his long arm around Shen Qingqing and pulled her into his arms.

"You should have said so earlier. I thought it belonged to someone else. If I had known, I would have just brought you here directly, and I wouldn't have had to go through all this trouble."

"Aren't you afraid Gatana will get angry? He is... he is the ruler of Wangxing!" Shen Qingqing retorted stubbornly.

"Wouldn't that be better?" Desk didn't loosen his grip on her arm; instead, he carried her to the sofa and sat down.

The exoskeleton on my body hadn't retracted, and it felt a bit uncomfortable.

“Gatana and my father have a good relationship, so I can have him give you to me. Although you smell very nice and your scent is different from that of ordinary insectoids, he certainly won’t offend my father.”

He continued, "Instead of following him, why not follow me? I am the second son of the Deskell lineage, and my status in the Zerg is among the top. You won't lose out by following me."

He hugged the little one in his arms tighter, feeling the warmth emanating from his embrace, and for the first time, Desk had the thought of wanting to spend his life with a female.

Perhaps having a unique wife wouldn't be so bad?

A very faint sound came from his chest; he had to lower his head to hear it clearly.

She said, "Impossible!"

"Don't refuse so quickly," Deske continued to coax.

“Gatana hasn’t seen a single female in all these years. You don’t think you’re special, do you? Don’t dream. These insects are all celibate on the surface, but who knows how much fun they have behind the scenes. Rather than being rejected and abandoned in the end, you might as well come with me. Maybe I can even give you a proper status.”

Desk has firsthand information about the daily lives of celebrities, and he hopes she will consider it.

Unexpectedly, Shen Qingqing still shook her head, "No, I don't know you, and I have no interest in marrying into a wealthy family."

Desk: "No way, how do you know you're not interested if you haven't tried? Why don't we talk first, and maybe you'll change your mind later."

The conman Desker was still relentless, wishing he could knock her unconscious and take her away on the spot.

But the upbringing he received from childhood did not allow him to do so.

However, he is also making a great effort to break free from traditional upbringing.

"No."

"..." Desk didn't feel that his charm had diminished; he only felt that other people's aesthetic sense had been downgraded.

"Alright, I respect your choice."

After saying that, he quickly let go of her hand and ran to the side.

Shen Qingqing looked at the person on the other side of the bed who was hurriedly getting dressed, puzzled.

What is this doing?

Where was your sense of shame just now?

Desker was so flustered that he buttoned the wrong button.

He hurriedly put on his clothes and rushed over to see Shen Qingqing off.

But it was still a second too late.

next moment--

"Desk!"

"Get back here!!"

Enraged, the elder grabbed Desk by the collar as he tried to escape and brought him back like a chick.

"No, Dad! There are people watching!"

Desker attempted a final desperate struggle.

"I haven't even finished dressing yet, be gentle!"

Even as he was being dragged away by the ear, Desk didn't forget to give Shen Qingqing a heart gesture to show that he was alright.

It was just a matter of losing face.

"You've been gone for a few days and you're harassing that young lady again?! You're making me lose all face!!" the elder said, exasperated.

"It seems you didn't figure out where you went wrong during the previous confinement. How about this, keep you locked up for another two months..."

"Dad, do you think I'm your son?"

"I think you're my father!!"