After Being Fucked by the Male Protagonist 99 Times

(One sentence synopsis) After being fucked by the male protagonist 99 times, she can finally give him a mandatory mission Shen Mingxin wears clothes, and wears a shadow game. The only task given to her by the system is to conquer the King of Yan Chen Zizhao. If she succeeds, she will rule the world together, and if she fails, she will be completely wiped out. The task is basic, but the object is not basic. Chen Zizhao looks as smiling as a spring breeze, but he kills people quickly and ruthlessly. The first time she gave her a bowl of sweet soup, she deserved to be punished for being so attentive. The second time she gave her some advice, she was thought to have other agendas and was sent to the archives. …………. The ninety-seventh time he was ordered to deliver a book. He opened the pages and picked out words in front of her, "What do you mean by this sentence?" After a thousand attempts to flatter her, she used the excuse of explanation to praise him for his great achievements and hard work, and also said that he served the country and the people. But as soon as she finished speaking, he took action again, and even explained thoughtfully that the book said people do things. God was watching, which really made him uncomfortable. It's too difficult, it's really too difficult. Being fucked ninety-nine times in a row...... Shen Mingxin looked up to the sky and roared: Is he sick? There is a serious illness! The system, which couldn't stand it, finally thought of sending her a golden finger. [You can issue tasks to the male protagonist] ………………………… With this golden finger, Chen Zizhao's favorability bar finally moved. Thinking of Chen Zizhao's various criminal records, Shen Mingxin felt a little panicked. He was afraid that his goodwill would be short-lived, so he couldn't help but issue a task. It is absolutely impossible for you to be tempted by me. [Punishment for failure: weeping in the wind] That day, Chen Zizhao stood under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree with a faint smile on his face. "Shen Mingxin, why would I be tempted by you?" But Shen Mingxin caught a glimpse of a tear falling down the corner of Chen Zizhao's eyes. It's not the wind that's moving, it's the heartbeat. Concept: Love is not a precise calculation