The Blackened Male Lead Needs to Be Pampered

Sure enough, this thing rebelled and escaped. The witch said in a gloomy tone.

After Sangjian saw the flower slave crawling out of the flower pot, he was taken away by a toad and quickly disappeared from the screen.

What happened next and where he went, the witch could no longer check.

But the toad that took him away was the key clue.

Sang Jian pretended not to see anything, got back into the hole again, and left the witch's house.

…

This trip was not in vain, there was a lot of information.

Fortunately, humans in fairy tales never take animals like them seriously.

The witch didn't put any precautions against her. She probably thought she couldn't make any big waves, after all, she was just an ugly mole.

Now she probably knows the identity of Hua Nu.

No wonder he was so afraid of witches.

A Flower Slave can grow a Thumbelina, but his one has no Thumbelina, only a Flower Slave, which is equivalent to wasting a seed, which makes the witch not know how much money she has lost.

The witch will definitely get angry and will take him back when angry.

One can imagine the consequences of catching him.

Thinking of this, Sang Jian suddenly stopped.

She sneaked back around again.

I happened to see the witch going out with her scepter, seemingly ready to find the toad she had just seen in the magic ball.

I have to say that when the Mole's luck comes, nothing can stop him!

When she couldn't find the witch, Mrs. Wang took her to the witch to inquire about the situation.

And she planned to cause some damage to the witch and find something for the witch to do, so that she would not be in the mood to care about the flower slave for the time being.

Just when I was thinking about how to lure the witch away, the witch left the house on her own.

Looking at the witch's retreating figure, Sang Jian grinned, revealing two rat teeth.

It wasn't until the witch disappeared into the forest that Sang Jian crawled back into the witch's room through the hole.

In the room, the magic ball on the table was still emitting a faint light.

She has long been displeased with this thing. She uses it to spy on others every day. Isn’t this a waste for her? Does that make sense?

…

After a while, Sang Jian left the witch's house which was in a mess.

Never underestimate the destructive power of a mouse, especially a mole with very powerful front paws.

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By the time Sang Jian returned to his home, the sun was almost setting.

The flower slave had been waiting for her on that leaf, and now she was lying on the leaf and fell asleep.

She looks a little cute when she's asleep.

It's just...it would be nice if there was no drool at the corners of my mouth.

Sang Jian didn't wake him up, and silently built a house with branches next to him.

They are both so small that they only need branches to build their houses.

It's just...how to make the flower slave go up and down the tree easily by himself, this problem is more difficult.

He is so small, if he makes a tree ladder, it might take him half a day to climb up.

Sang Jian was busy thinking while thinking.

When things are not enough, I will go out for a few trips.

After going back and forth several times, it was completely dark.

Feeling the night cooling down, the flower slave woke up from the leaves.

He sat up in a daze, stretched out his little hand and rubbed his eyes.

Why did you come back? It's already dark! Hua Nu said dissatisfiedly as she looked at Sang Jian working under the tree.

...It's really hard for you to pay so much attention to me as soon as you wake up. Sang Jian said without raising his head.

Humph, you came back so late, why don't you let others tell you? I don't know that you have been busy for a long time, and you have been busy...what...what...

Hua Nu wanted to taunt her, but when she looked up and saw the tree house on the crooked neck tree, she was shocked.