The villain's way to tame the protagonist

"In that case, do you know that I, who haven't seen you for such a long time, haven't touched you for such a long time, what I want now is the scrap iron in the furnace, or..."

He lowered his head, gently opened his fangs, and lightly scratched the scholar's lips.

"Still, you are so sweet and delicious."

The next moment, the precious material in the furnace really turned into scrap iron.

During this period of time, Ming Fuluo's emotions, which had been suppressed for a long time by the unreconcilable guilt, were even more intense than the rolling heat waves emitted by a furnace.

She turned around almost instantly, pressed her legs against Anser's legs and moved up, wrapping her arms tightly around his waist, as if she wanted to rub herself into his loving arms.

“Ansher…how could you, how could you do this…” The petite and mature woman let out a low whimper like a little animal, “I finally got to this point, you damn, lewd bastard, you had to do it at this time… you had to do it at this time…”

"Why do you say it as if I'm forcing you, Luo?"

Ansel spread his hands innocently, and at this moment the scholar lady was still hanging on him like a koala. In her heart, she probably felt that she was biting Ansel's chest as a revenge, but her actual reaction was like a cat that had inhaled too much catnip, greedily licking and sniffing the scent that she had not tasted for a long time.

"I was just asking a question, but your reaction... is bigger than I thought."

Although he was joking, Anser's tone was gentle. He gently stroked Ming Fuluo's long blue-gray hair and said softly, "Thank you for your hard work, Luo."

Just like Miss Catvola is a pure evil person with no moral bottom line, so she can hardly be bound or influenced by any external things, as future heroes, Shetana and Ming Furo's beliefs and morals make it easier for them to get into dead ends that are difficult to resolve.

The Ming Furo before would not be like this, but now Ming Furo, who has been changed by Ansir, cares about more things. When the guilt and pain accumulated over this period of time burst out in an instant... the reaction was so overwhelming.

"At this time..." Ming Fuluo bit Anser's chest hard and looked up at him. "Are you still pretending to be a gentle and good man?"

The charming expression flowing in those gorgeous purple eyes made Ansher lose his mind for a moment.

However, Hydra quickly reacted and laughed, "Then what should I do?"

"Compensate me..."

The emotions in her heart completely burst out, and Miss Ming Fuluo, who was no longer under Anser's control, said hoarsely: "You made me get a piece of scrap metal... compensate me with a good piece."

"But Luo, you are like this..." Anser naturally supported Ming Fuluo, "I can't help you with the ironmaking."

Ming Fuluo whispered in Anser's ear: "It's not that stove that we use."

"It's the furnace in me."

She loosened the hand that was hooked around Anser's neck and moved in the opposite direction. At the same time, as if she wanted to pour out all the negative emotions that had accumulated over this period of time, she continued in an unbearable hoarse voice:

"Use your strong hammer to strike the iron in the furnace, to soften it, and to melt it into molten water."

This bold and unrestrained statement, which even Marina might not be able to say now, made Anser stunned. After a few seconds, the evil snake licked his lips and exhaled an unbearable hot breath: "That hammer is harder than you think... Have you thought about it?"

"My furnace is much hotter than you think. Don't be too confident, little brat."

Ming Fuluo sneered in Anser's ear:

"It's embarrassing to be melted by me."

Provoked, Anser wanted to make the scholar realize how overestimating she was.

In the alchemy workshop where heat waves were surging, the sound of iron hammers hitting iron blocks in the furnace without fear of high temperatures rang out rhythmically.

Ming Furo's furnace does have an astonishing temperature, or rather... she can adjust the temperature of the furnace, allowing Anser's hammer to experience unprecedented heat and stimulation, but even so, the hammer that has been forged through thousands of times cannot be defeated by Ming Furo's little trick.

...But she had never thought of defeating Anther. After all, she had originally planned to let Anther hammer the iron in the furnace, making it softer under constant impact and pounding, and even turning it into molten iron in the rising high temperature of the furnace, gurgling out, until it became the shape Anther liked under the hammering of the iron hammer.

The soft metal that was being pounded continuously had completely obeyed Anther's hammer. Every blow tightly wrapped around the extremely solid and hot hammer head. Ming Furo, who had spoken harshly before, was shaking constantly. It seemed that maintaining the stability of the furnace was too exhausting.

"Anser...wait...wait..."

"Hmm?" The blacksmith, who was young but experienced and whose hammer was indestructible, raised his eyebrows. "What's wrong, Luo? Didn't you say you wanted to soften my hammer?"

"No...I...wait a minute..." At this time, Miss Ming Fuluo was covering her eyes with one arm, speaking in a very unbearable and intermittent manner, "Shitana...will come...you...stop for a while, and come back in the evening..."

Anser was a little surprised: "...Xier? How did you know she would come?"

"These past few days...she always comes to me...to talk to me...um! About, about you..."

The two girls who felt that they had let Anser down gathered together every day and pitifully shared their sadness and regret - Anser should have been moved by this, but now he felt that rather than being moved, they were a little... too cute.

"It is not good?"

Anser bent his waist hard—I mean he stood up straight and swung the hammer vigorously, and said with a smile: "It's not like you haven't been with her before."

“No…” Ming Fuluo covered her eyes and tried to cooperate with Anser in forging iron. “Now… at this time… it’s not possible!”

Just a few days ago, she and Hitana were discussing how to better help Anser. Just a few days ago, they were exchanging resolutions. They were already good friends. But now... now she is...

bang bang bang-

"Hey, A Luo, open the door!"

A loud shout was heard from outside the alchemy workshop.

"...A Luo?"

The smile on Anser's face became more and more obvious. He whispered softly in Ming Fuluo's ear: "It seems that your relationship with Xi'er has been getting better and better. Is that why you don't want to be seen by her at this time?"

"You...you know...just let me go..."

The scholar cried unbearably: "Please... please, Anser... Daddy..."

"Do not."

Ansher gently wiped away the tears of extreme joy from the corners of Ming Furo's eyes and showed the smile that a bad guy should have.

"I have a better idea."

*

"What the hell, what took you so long to open...Anser?!"

After waiting at the door for a full minute before being let in, Xitana first complained loudly subconsciously, but when she saw Anser sitting on a chair in the corner to rest, her voice instantly went out of tune.

"You you you you you...how come you are here!" Miss Wolf's face showed such obvious panic.

Anser, shirtless, tilted his head slightly: "Can't I come?"

"Neither...nor..." Xitana's eyes fell uncontrollably on Ansher's solid chest and bulging shoulders and arms, and then gradually began to wander, "Don't you...have a lot of things to do..."

"I happened to have nothing to do today. I was planning to come see you after meeting A'Luo." Anser supported his face, "But I didn't expect you to come to see A'Luo as well."

"Oh, that's how it is."

After responding somewhat dryly, Xitana didn't know what to say.

In Sodom, she was defeated miserably by Marina.

Of course it’s not that she is not strong enough. How could Shitana, who was almost exhausted in the Dragon Disaster battlefield, be a match for Marina, who could get support from Ansor at any time?

But Hitana was still unwilling to give in, so unwilling that she almost went crazy.

Because Ansher admitted that the cruel sacrifice was instigated by him.

If she were strong enough, she could defeat Marina; if she were strong enough, Marina would not have to make such a sacrifice; if she were strong enough, Ansor would not have to do such a bloody and brutal act.

Xitana’s path is correct, the only problem is...she is far from reaching the state where everything can obey her will.

So that unwillingness almost devoured her, constantly stimulating her desire for power.

Although she had made the extremely arrogant declaration to Anther, "If fate doesn't give you a choice, I will give it to you", in the end she still trapped Anther and made him unable to make a decision. In addition, the fact that she witnessed Marina sacrifice the entire city with her own eyes made Hitana, like Ming Furo, almost unable to face Anther after the trip to the West.

Seeing Anser's wolf here, not only did it not rush into his arms with cheers as before, it even became afraid to look at him.

After hesitating for a few seconds, she walked towards Ming Fuluo and coughed twice:

"Um...A Luo, are you still busy now?"

"…Well, there are still some…there are still some things that are not finished."

Ming Furo, with her hands on the edge of the processing table, spoke in a low and somewhat intermittent voice, giving Xitana a strange feeling of "why does she look so tired when talking?"

"Oh, so... then I, uh... then I'll go first?"

Miss Hitana was extremely embarrassed and didn't know what to do. She could only bite the bullet and say hello to Ming Furo and prepare to run away.

Ming Fuluo, who lowered her head and looked at something, continued in a low voice: "Then go, it's nothing."

"..."

Xitana looked at the sweaty Ming Fuluo suspiciously for a while, then looked at Anser who was sitting next to her. She couldn't help but move closer to Ming Fuluo and asked in a low voice: "Why is Anser here?"

"He...he came to talk to me about blacksmithing...no, about the things between us..."

Ming Fuluo seemed to be gritting her teeth as she spoke with great difficulty: "I was going to look for you in a while, but I didn't expect... you to come."

When Hitana heard this, she was immediately panicked. She had not figured out how to face Anther yet. If she acted too guilty, it would make Anther unhappy, and if she acted the same as always, she would be too heartless... She had a lot to say to Anther about Sodom and the journey to the West, but she didn't know where to start.

So when she knew that Ansel was looking for them, Miss Wolf, who had always been fearless, immediately began to retreat and prepared to run away on the spot.

"Well... then I'll be leaving first. Ahahahaha, I suddenly remembered that I haven't completed today's exercise target yet!"

Hitana scratched her head and laughed dryly, not daring to look at Anser. The tall girl shrank her neck like an ostrich, preparing to leave the workshop quickly.

“Ahhhh!”

This uncontrollable high-pitched voice made Hitana stop instantly. She turned her head suddenly and looked with her eyes wide open.

She had heard this voice too many times. Every time Ming Furo was defeated, she would cry so tenderly and miserably.

But this guy is not studying... Hey, why are you sticking your butt up so high?

Xitana saw that Ming Furo, who had been supporting herself on the processing table with both hands, now had her upper body lying on it. Her face, which was leaning against the table, was full of daze, and her waist and hips were unconsciously raised high.

Miss Wolf was stunned, and then she turned to look at Anser, who was resting on a chair not far away, and saw him slowly standing up with his hands on his waist as if he was stretching.

At this moment, Hitana's intuitive radar was instantly activated, and her slightly twitching nose... smelled the scent of space fluctuations.

space……

space? !

Xitana's originally innocent and lovely face turned dark in an instant. With a gloomy face, she took two steps at a time to Ming Furo's side and reached out to grab her waistband.

"Hitana...wait, you——"

The scalding molten iron splashed all over Miss Wolf's face.

So, Ming Fuluo was stunned, and Xitana was also stunned.

"Ming... Fu... Luo!!!"

After wiping off the molten iron, Xitana roared, "You actually lied to me just to eat alone!"

At this moment, Miss Ming Furo chose to pretend to be dead, but Ansor, who was still working on the iron through space magic, would not stop just because she pretended to be dead.

"An...Anser! I'm still watching. Can't you just stop?!"

Hitana was almost mad. Her new sister was anxiously discussing with her how to help Anser a few days ago, but now she turned around and secretly played blacksmithing with Anser?

The more Miss Wolf thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt. Tears welled up in her eyes. "Have you guys long ago... long ago..."

"I just got here a short time ago." Anser shrugged.

He canceled the space spell and finally stopped forging iron under Xitana's accusation. Ming Furo completely softened and almost fell to the ground.

"I...I don't believe it!"

Miss Dog complained with tears in her eyes: "You must have been secretly lying to me for a long time! And you secretly laughed at me like a fool, right!"

Anser couldn't help laughing and said, "So in Xi'er's eyes, I am such a bad guy?"

"That's right!" Xitana shouted, "Anser is such a bad guy!"

Xitana, who had not shown rebellious emotions in front of Anser for a long time, now looked furious: "Ming Fuluo is the same! She pretends to be frigid every day, but she likes to call you dad the most. You two are liars and perverts!"

"I won't deny this fact, but... I just talked to A'Luo for a while, and you, Xi'er, came."

Anser spread his hands and walked slowly towards Xitana.

"...I, I don't believe it. Wait...don't come over here. Just stand there and talk!"

Hitana, who was originally extremely angry, became visibly panicked after Ansher walked towards her step by step with a smile. Under Ansher's undisguised fiery gaze, she felt an equally hot fire burning in her abdomen.

His heartbeat quickened, his mouth became dry, and like Ming Furo's emotions, they had been suppressed for too long. If there was a way to release them, it would obviously be... out of control.

So Anser would not listen to her, but walked forward and said slowly:

"Xi'er, while you are exercising, researching, and thinking about some problems, I am also working and thinking at the same time."

"I'm thinking about the same question as you guys, and I haven't come up with a perfect answer yet."

"But I have figured out a lot of things."