The Blackened Male Lead Needs to Be Pampered

If the witch doesn't know about his existence, he can hide around and wait until the witch discovers that he is not Thumbelina but a flower slave.

I just didn't expect that his identity would be exposed so quickly if he just ran away from the rich woman's house who bought him.

When the witch captured him, he did not resist because he knew that once she discovered his existence, he would not be able to run away.

Because she controls her natal ball.

The natal ball can replay everything that has happened to him since his birth and can locate him wherever he is.

The witch watched the flower slave's reaction and threw the ball into the glass bottle without worrying that the flower slave would run away.

She raised her lips and smiled evilly, Then let's take a look together.

Hua Nu immediately stood up and hugged her natal ball.

However, for normal people, the natal ball is only about the size of a baby's fist, but for him, it is still too big and cannot be held at all.

At this moment, the ball in his arms flashed with golden light, and all his memories flashed across it quickly.

Hua Nu saw the ugly mole flashing by and was stunned for a moment.

The final scene stays in the flowerpot at Mrs. Wang's home.

It was there that he was born.

Sang Jian in the dark naturally saw Hua Nu's reaction.

It seems that this thing is the reason why he is afraid of witches.

She had asked him before if he was afraid of witches, but he didn't want to tell her anything. Now she had fished out this little secret.

Sang Jian silently retreated from the crack in the wood.

It's time to take action.

…

The witch in the room naturally saw the mole displayed in the ball, and the mole held a lot of weight in his memory.

Did you fall in love with that ugly thing? the witch asked curiously.

Hua Nu said coldly: I'm allergic to ugly things.

Oh, is it so?

Hua Nu rolled her eyes, So please stay away from me.

witch:?

She narrowed her eyes slightly and said with a gloomy face: You are indeed perfect, you have your own thoughts, and you dare to talk back to me. You are completely independent.

All Flower Slave seeds were researched by her, so whether they formed Thumbelina or a mutilated version of Flower Slave, their consciousness and thoughts would be towards her.

Because she is their maker.

They were like puppets she created to coax rich people who had never seen the world.

The flower slave in front of her looked and behaved like a normal person except for her body.

Suddenly, the witch smiled again, and reached out to grab the flower slave in the bottle. You said that if I crush you into juice and use it to soak other seeds, will they be infected with your characteristics?

There was a flash of disgust in Hua Nu's eyes. He pursed his lips and hugged his natal ball tightly.

I knew that falling into the hands of this old witch would not end well!

That ugly mole! If he could get out alive this time, he would definitely eat her!

Just when the flower slave was waiting for the witch to catch him, the witch's hand suddenly stopped.

She frowned and sniffed, Where does the smell of paste come from?

She stood up straight and looked out the door. Thick smoke drifted past the door, and a lot of it drifted into the house.

The witch quickly opened the door to check.

Ahem...

When I opened the door, I was choked by the thick smoke.

After fanning the smoke in front of her eyes, the witch could clearly see the situation outside. Not far from her house, a raging fire broke out. If the fire continued to spread like this, it would soon burn her house!