The Blackened Male Lead Needs to Be Pampered

Sang Jian glanced at him strangely, Are you a little bee or a human?

The flower slave crossed her arms and said arrogantly: Hmph! I want to eat nectar!

All right.

This is the right thing to do. He is the one who gets offended whenever he speaks. He is really not used to his serious look.

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Sang Jian found a flower field. Under the sunlight, the flowers exuded a strong fragrance, and there were butterflies flying around.

She placed the flower slave on one of the flowers, Can you eat it yourself?

The flower slave hugged the flower stamens and licked the nectar with satisfaction. Hearing Sang Jian's words, he raised his head in doubt, You won't wait for me?

The flowers were huge, and his whole face was covered in some nectar, which looked a bit...cute.

Sang Jian coughed lightly and explained: I'm going to get some food for Grandma Vole. You wait for me here and don't run around. I'll be back to pick you up later.

With this explanation, Hua Nu nodded with confidence, Okay, go quickly.

Sang Jian warned again: Don't run around. You are too young. If you fall somewhere, something else will easily trample you to death.

Hua Nu rolled her eyes, I'm not that stupid.

He will hide when he sees other things, instead of just waiting for them to step on him!

Sang Jian patted his head gently with her fingers, Be good, I'll be back soon.

After explaining, she left.

snort.

The flower slave snorted dissatisfiedly, while holding the flower stamens and eating the nectar, she stared at Sang Jian's leaving figure.

This ugly thing is pretty good to him and he can keep her for a while.

Recalling what happened last night, his eyes darkened.

His painful symptoms were supposed to last until dawn.

But last night, lying on her warm chest, the pain only lasted for a while before he fainted.

He seems to have found a way to relieve his symptoms?

Flower slaves? Oh my god! There are actually flower slaves here! This flower field is terrible!

At this moment, several butterflies flew around, and after seeing his face, they exclaimed.

The flower slave has long hair and is wearing a skirt. She looks like a girl from the back.

When I looked closer, I saw that he was a man.

Whose family's Thumbelina and Madame were poisoned?

The flower slave looked up at the butterflies in the sky and grinned, I don't know whose Thumbelina and Madam belong to them, but you are about to be poisoned.

Run!

Butterflies were flying everywhere.

The flower slave sat on the flower, sneered, and raised his hand.

The surrounding flowers seemed to come alive in an instant. The flower branches spread, and the flowers were like piranha, quickly wrapping all the butterflies in the sky into the heart of the flower.

Then the petals began to close and became a flower again.

The juice from the butterfly's body seeped out from the flower bones.

The flower slave licked the remaining nectar on her fingers, looked up at the sun in the sky, and narrowed her eyes comfortably.

What happened to Hua Nu? Hua Nu also wants to live.

He seemed to be smiling, but his eyes were cold.

Flower slave, a slave who feeds flowers with his life.

The flowers they raised will have Thumbelina inside after they bloom.

It's equivalent to one life for one.

These Thumbelinas will be enjoyed by wealthy people who like petite children.

But who knew that these girls were exchanged for the lives of flower slaves?

Girls can live, but flower slaves can’t?

of course not!

As long as the flower slaves can absorb the nutrients provided to Thumbelina and convert them into nutrients before Thumbelina takes shape, the flower slaves can survive.

He is one of them.

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It has nothing to do with serious fairy tales, just make them up and make them up, don’t take them seriously, Amitabha!

The story of Lao Shi is probably more common.

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