The villain's way to tame the protagonist

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At first, Ming Fuluo didn't know why Ansel called her to the manor.

But when Ansher brought her to the alchemy workshop under the manor, she vaguely understood what she was going to encounter next.

Anser sat cross-legged on the soft sofa. The objects here were casual and did not look like what an alchemy workshop should have, which proved that this place was certainly not just an alchemy workshop.

"Ming Fuluo." He propped up his face and looked at the petite doll standing there with her head slightly lowered with a warm smile, "Today, Ivora suddenly found me. She seemed, um... very unhappy."

"Is it about the data system?" Ming Furo responded in a low voice.

"Yes, she thinks you are a little too ungrateful."

Anser shook his head and said, "You didn't even give me a reason to refuse, and..."

"And she also said, what were you talking about at that time, about killing the emperor?"

"...!"

Looking at Ming Fuluo who trembled slightly, Anser's smile deepened, but his tone sounded helpless and troubled:

"Dear Ming Fuluo, do you know how much trouble you have caused me?"

"I--"

"Of course I don't mind you continuing your strange delusions." His tone was calm, but his words were so sharp and cold. "This is your right, and I don't care. But you are causing me trouble with such inexplicable words and thoughts..."

The young Hydra tapped the armrest lightly: "Isn't this a bit too much?"

"I... understand. I'm sorry, Anser... Anser, Your Excellency."

The petite figure in the white coat looked extremely thin at this moment.

Her pure determination was not only ignored by Anser, but became a burden to him. The grand and resolute vision had already caused trouble for Anser before it even began.

It's really... ridiculous.

"If you want to apologize, please show some sincerity, Ming Fuluo."

Anser raised his chin slightly and said in a leisurely tone: "You know what I like, don't you?"

"..."

Ming Fuluo understood almost instantly why Ansher called him over.

Is this... beating, no, training?

It's been a long time since I last saw him. He tried to peel off my heart and personality, and made me fall step by step into Ansel's training.

Things that originally made Ming Fuluo angry and even resisted now made her feel less nervous.

Because this means...Ansher hasn't completely and utterly given up on her.

That glimmer of possibility still exists.

It doesn't matter... This situation is not unexpected. I have already considered what is the most appropriate way to do it.

Even though she thought so, Ming Fuluo's hands were still shaking a little.

Ansel's declaration, the declaration that made her fall into the abyss of rationality, became the biggest limitation. It freed Ming Fuluo, who was afraid of that possibility, step by step from pure rationality. She no longer thought about solving everything with absolute rationality at the first time.

So, now Ming Fuluo is extremely nervous about what she is going to do next.

She took a deep breath, took off her white coat first, and folded it neatly.

Then he unbuttoned his inner shirt, folded it neatly, and placed it on top of his white coat.

Then came the skirts, which were more body-hugging clothes, and the high heels on the feet. The petite female scholars placed them neatly beside them.

Finally, the doll lady, who was only wearing semi-transparent black pantyhose, closed her eyes and took off her glasses. Her skin turned a fresh pink due to the surging blood.

She bent her knees with a slightly rapid breathing, and finally knelt down completely, resting her head on the back of her hands and raising her waist and hips.

Ming Furo Zeger, she really knew what Ansel liked most, and she was indeed using the method that best satisfied Ansel's wishes.

The woman who had been against Ansher in the beginning, who was resentful and angry, and finally ignored Ansher, now revealed her humility and weakness.

"Please... forgive me, Lord Anser."

After all, it was my fault, and if it makes Anser happy, there's no harm in doing so.

At the same time, the most important thing... is to maintain the fragile balance between Anser and me.

So will this kind of flattery continue for a long time?

Ming Fuluo didn't know what to think about this.

But she found that...she didn't seem to have much resistance to this matter.

I woke up to over 400 requests, it was about to explode! I didn’t even have time to reply to any messages.

There are two problems now. The first one is that you only applied but did not send the full order screenshot. I can only leave it for now. The full order screenshot is the directory, where the chapter download is in the lower right corner. If the total amount payable is 0, it means the full order.

The second problem is that I only sent the screenshot but did not apply. I will forget it, and it is not easy to invite too many people (Sharuan QQ always prompts that the invitation is too frequent)

So be sure to send a private message with a screenshot of the full order first, and then be sure to apply! Don't miss a step, otherwise you will have to put your application on hold for the time being.

And because there are too many, and now it is still increasing at a rate of more than ten per minute, I am ready to pull the black slave management. Now don’t just chat with me privately, you can chat with the management privately, otherwise my ink will really be squeezed dry (paralysis)

If you haven't been accepted yet, check whether you haven't taken a screenshot of the private chat or haven't applied. If you have both, it means there are too many people and you can't handle it. It may also be that there are too many applications and you are pushed to the bottom. Your QQ record is gone. If you can't get in for too long, apply again.

Manual review...is frustrating

Chapter 59: Miss Doll tries to get forgiveness

There is not much time left for fate.

In the original world line, Ming Furo's turning point and sublimation into a hero were all wiped out by Ansher.

Starting from three years ago, when she used guns to forcibly extend Babel's life, to now when Babel was in dire danger, she took action and cleverly snatched Babel from the dangerous Ivora, and then raised it to a higher level. Now that it is extremely stable and has a bright future... Ming Furo has lost the possibility of leaving Babel.

She will always be shackled in this tower, and her cold rationality that can sacrifice everything for her ideals will naturally be difficult to correct and can be perfectly exploited by Ansher.

So far, no matter what adjustments fate makes, the overall direction is still under Ansel's control. What's more, he has a trump card buried three years ago. No matter what kind of storm fate brings, that trump card can make the final decision.

All it could do was to speed up Ming Furo's fall towards Anser, and use the possibility that Anser would develop feelings for Ming Furo to create an unexpected threat to Anser... Although such a thing seemed impossible to Anser, he knew the power of fate better than anyone else, and it would not be surprising if something unexpected happened that completely shattered Ming Furo's self.

At this time, there was of course only one thing Ansel had to do - that was to learn the "lesson" from Xitana.

...He had to admit that, due to many reasons, he did have some deficiencies and some hidden desires in terms of emotions.

However, the path of absolutely rational thinking has been proven to be unworkable in Hitana's case, and it will only force him into a dead end of self-destruction.

Therefore, emotion is Ansel's only weakness and also the point at which fate points to.

And it accelerated Ming Furo's docility, naturally intending to take advantage of some opportunity to repeat what happened to Xitana, or perhaps... do it even more drastically, not giving Anser a chance to react.

Then naturally, as long as I can control my feelings towards Ming Fuluo, everything will be fine.

In Anser's opinion, this matter, even though it is full of uncertainties, is not a difficult task - because the gap between Ming Furo and Xitana is too big.

Although at the beginning, Xitana was indeed very annoying, her utter stupidity and selfishness, and even her ability to make people's blood pressure burst, far surpassed Ming Fuluo.

But in the later stages of training, when she gradually moved closer to Anser and became more devoted to Anser, that kind of pure gentleness, tenderness, and loyalty were something Ming Furo could never achieve.

It wasn't that Ansel was moved at the last moment. During his time with Hitana, he had already shown signs of wavering.

But it was obviously impossible for Ming Fuluo to do such a thing. Ansel knew her inside and out, and their previous expectations and feelings were destroyed in the breakup three years ago. What's more, he was now prepared.

In this case, just regard the push of fate as your own help.

Ansher looked down at the doll lady kneeling in front of him, his eyes following her slender neck, snowy back, all the way to her buttocks wrapped in semi-transparent black pantyhose.

Although Ming Fuluo's figure is slightly petite, her proportions are not childish. Compared with her slender waist, her suddenly wide hips are more prominent because of her current posture, and her full peach shape is clearly visible.

Because when it comes to desire, Anser has always been an omnivore and has no particular preferences. And Miss Ming Fuluo is just a little barren in the chest, but in terms of the overall outline, especially the waist and below the waist, it is actually very tempting.

Anser stretched out his cane, gently lifted Ming Fuluo's chin, and stared into those purple eyes.

Shitana's dark red eyes immediately make people think of dangerous beasts and ferocious monsters. For most people, it takes great courage to look her in the eye.

And Ming Furo's eyes... appeared noble and mysterious, like purple gems frozen in pure ice crystals. They had an alluring beauty, yet were wrapped in a coldness and chill that rejected everything.

But now, Anser did not see the biting coldness in those eyes, only a little evasion and hesitation.

He felt a little emotional. Ming Furo's attitude softened to this extent, which was inseparable from the push of fate. She knew too many things that she shouldn't know. According to the normal progress, Ming Furo should still be in a cold war and entanglement with himself. She should be forced to accept all this, instead of becoming willing like now.

"So, you want to help me by making a weapon to kill the emperor yourself?"

"...Yes, Lord Anser."

Ming Fuluo's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her delicate and slender neck was also suitable for wearing a collar... no, that kind of silk neck ring was more suitable.

Anser held up his face with his other hand and said with a joking smile: "Ming Fuluo, what gave you the confidence and courage?"

“If everything requires confidence and courage, then I am willing to do it.”

Miss Doll's voice was as calm as ever, which was inconsistent with her current situation: "Then sooner or later there will be a day when it will be too late."

"..." Anser's eyebrows slightly raised, "Even if I do this, it is more likely to lead to failure in advance?"

"If necessary."

"Even if you're facing an opponent you don't stand any chance of winning?"

Ming Fuluo still gave the same answer: "If necessary."

Looking at her, Ansel suddenly laughed. He patted his thigh lightly but said nothing.

But the petite female scholar understood everything. She lowered her head slightly, stood up silently, turned around, and sat on Anser's lap.

After a moment's hesitation, she closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and moved back, pressing her back against Anther's chest.

Ansher rested his chin on Ming Fuluo's shoulder, with his hands around her slender waist. Half of his palm touched her soft skin, while the other half enjoyed the smoothness of her pantyhose.

"So," the young Hydra whispered in the puppet's ear, "am I necessary to you?"

As he said this, the warmth of his palm made the doll in his arms tremble slightly, and her skin, which had been extremely white due to years of not being exposed to sunlight, turned red due to the rush of blood.

Ming Fuluo is very sensitive to all kinds of touch, and Ansel is well aware of this.

The female scholar, who was usually swift and decisive and cold as ice, tried her best to control her unstable breathing and keep her voice steady: "Yes, Anser... Your Excellency."

"Your realization came too suddenly." Anser said gently, "You hate my betrayal, don't you?"

"But everything I heard and saw pointed to... Lord Anser having difficulties."

"What did you hear and see? What did you see? Besides what Marina and Mother said, have you witnessed me do anything that matches what they said?"

"Ming Fuluo...Ming Fuluo..."

He sighed softly and said, "When did you become so casual that you could change your will just by the words of others?"

"If you're willing to listen to them—"

Hydra's eyes turned cold. He pinched Ming Fuluo's face and made her turn her head to look at him. The cruelty in those sea-blue eyes was not concealed at all.

"Then why didn't you want to believe me and stand by my side three years ago, but now... you are pretending to clear the obstacles for me?"

The obedience and flattery displayed by Ming Furo were torn to pieces by Ansel's words at this moment. He pointed directly to the core of the problem - if Ming Furo really cared so much about Ansel, then why did they part ways three years ago?

Either, as Anser said, Ming Fuluo's current behavior is nothing but pure hypocrisy, or...

There is something that, no matter how much Ming Furo cares about Anser, she will not stand on Anser's side.

There is another possibility, that is, Ansher said nothing at the time and broke up with Ming Furo very abruptly, but this is impossible, because Ming Furo knew very well that without a clear reason, she would never regard Ansher as a betrayal from the bottom of her heart.

Yes, if she now has the arrogant idea of ​​killing the emperor because of the threat to Anser, then there is no reason why she couldn't have such determination in the past...

So, what was the root cause of the breakup?

Once she thought about it carefully, Ming Fuluo felt an uncontrollable pain in her head. The pain that felt like her soul was being torn apart made it impossible for her to recall her almost blank memory.

But... she lost her memory of that day. There were so many good memories, why did she have to have that most important memory?

Myron had clearly said that rest would gradually heal, so why was there no sign of improvement after such a long time? The tearing of the soul and the flashes of memory were getting more and more intense, what on earth was going on?

Ansher looked at the silent Ming Furo, curled the corners of his mouth, and suddenly let go of Ming Furo and put her on the ground.

The petite doll lady subconsciously covered the key parts of her body, but after a few seconds of hesitation, she put down her hands, and her slender feet wrapped in black stockings stepped on the ground a little uneasily.

"Look, Ming Fuluo, your so-called determination is so fragile."