The Blackened Male Lead Needs to Be Pampered

   Chapter 777 Thumb Boy (10)

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

  Huanu crossed her arms and said proudly, "Hmph! I want to eat nectar!"

"Ok."

  Is this the right way? He is the one who is flattered when he speaks. I am not used to his serious look.

  …

  Sang Jian found a field of flowers. Under the sunlight, the flowers exude a strong fragrance, and there are butterflies flying around.

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

  Huanu hugged the stamen, licked the nectar contentedly, and raised her head in doubt when she heard what Sang Jian said, "Aren't you waiting for me?"

  The flowers are huge, and he has some nectar all over his face, which makes him look kinda...cute.

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

   With this explanation, Hua Nu nodded reassuringly, "Okay, go quickly."

  Sang Jian instructed again: "Don't run around, you are too small, if you fall somewhere, other things will easily trample you to death."

  Huanu rolled her eyes, "I'm not that stupid."

  He hides when he sees other things instead of waiting stupidly for them to step on them!

  Sang Jian patted his head lightly with his fingers, "Good boy, I'll be back soon."

   She didn't leave until she finished explaining.

"Humph."

  Huanu snorted dissatisfiedly, while eating nectar with the stamens in his arms, he stared at Sang Jian's leaving back.

   This ugly thing is not bad to him, he can keep her for a while.

  Recalling the scene of last night, his eyes darkened.

   His painful symptoms should have lasted until dawn.

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

   He seems to have found a solution to his symptoms?

   "Flower slaves? My God! There are flower slaves here! This flower field is terrible!"

   At this moment, a few butterflies flew by, and after seeing his face, they exclaimed.

  Huano 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 Thumbelina and his wife have been murdered again!"

  Huanu looked up at the butterflies in the air, and grinned, "I don't know whose family's Thumbelina and Mrs. are, but you will be killed soon."

   "Run!"

  The butterflies are flying around.

  Huanu sat on the flower, sneered, and waved his hand.

  The surrounding flowers seem to come to life in an instant, the flower branches spread, and the flowers are like piranhas, quickly wrapping all the butterflies in the air into the flower center.

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

   The juice in the body of the butterfly oozes out from the flower bud.

  Huanu licked the nectar left 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."

  Looks like he is smiling, but his eyes are cold.

  Huanu, a slave who feeds flowers with his life.

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

  It is equivalent to one life for one life.

  These Thumbelinas will be admired by some rich people who like petite children.

  But who knew that these girls were bought by 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 for 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, it’s not true if you make up and change it, Amitabha!

  The story of the old ten is probably a little more common.

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  (end of this chapter)