I Married a Disabled Tyrant After Transmigrating: 93|Ninety-three dragons

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She smiled again, and the dragon's expression softened a little, although he still pursed his lips and refused to back down.

"Okay, I'll eat it myself." It was rare for Mu Wanwan to say such soft words to him. Facing a request from his charming wife for the first time, Long was a little at a loss. His dark eyes looked at her coldly, He obediently handed her the elixir in his hand.

Mu Wanwan laughed quickly. In fact, no matter what Mr. Long was like before, there were only a few routines that went back and forth in front of her——

Pretending to be asleep (already discovered),

Pretend to be a dragon (fails every time),

Pretending to be cold (and then his ears betray him more than anything else),

Occasionally I feel really wronged (just coax it away),

Looking at it this way, it is really a very well-behaved milk dragon.

She felt a little emotional, supported his shoulder with one hand, and raised Mr. Long's head slightly with a little scrutiny and a warning of "she must eat".

It actually feels a little bit sinister.

Also, poke her a little bit.

Mu Wanwan also felt a little hot, and she slowly approached under his gaze. The elixir was held by her spiritual power and hung between her pink lips.

He could see her fair cheeks gradually turning red.

Mr. Long suddenly felt a little hot. He didn't dare to look at her anymore. He also guessed what his little lady wanted to do. His big palms clenched into fists nervously where Mu Wanwan could not see them.

Her,

What does she want to do?

Mu Wanwan looked at the expressive bald ears on his head, plucked up the courage, and supported his shoulders with both hands until the only distance between their lips was the pill.

Long was already ripe, looking at her with dark eyes, and a warm golden light shone in his pupils.

One person and one dragon smell each other's breath. After just a few reincarnations, they both become hot, and even the air becomes sticky and ambiguous.

Mu Wanwan boldly kissed the corner of Mr. Long’s lips gently. He felt the dragon beneath him tremble violently, as if he was hit by an electric current, but his lips still seemed to be pressed tightly with dignity. Tight.

She felt a little embarrassed and a little funny, so she chirped at the corner of Long's lips several times, but he didn't open his mouth, but they were so close that she didn't even see Mr. Long's eyes now.

Mu Wanwan was a little at a loss, her cheeks were surprisingly red, and she raised her eyes to look at him.

I caught a glimpse of a dragon whose face was flushed and his eyes were like flowing thick golden warm sunshine.

Is her kissing skill that good?

Mu Wanwan was a little wandering, her heart beating like a drum. Seeing his ears that kept shaking, she subconsciously reached out and touched them.

"Hmm..." A patient groan came from his ears, and Mr. Long couldn't help but let out a low gasp.

Mu Wanwan, who had been thinking about feeding him the elixir, didn't even have time to enjoy the softness that belonged to Little Sweet Dragon. He immediately took the opportunity to kiss him and wanted to put the elixir into Mr. Long's mouth.

Everything went well.

Except for the big hands on her waist when she wanted to leave, and those phoenix eyes full of undisguised possessiveness.

"Well..."

The battle situation was changing rapidly. Mr. Wan, who was still attacking one second, was pinned down by Xiao Jiaolong in the next second. He turned against the guest and the situation was reversed.

After the dozens of seconds of fighting, both armies were exhausted and ceased.

The poor fourth-level elixir was divided by one person and one dragon.

However, because Mr. Long was still a little shy after all, he couldn’t kiss Mr. Wan anymore, so he ate more →_→

In general, Mr. Wan won this battle~\(≧▽≦)/~

The lips are separated, with ambiguous water stains. Mu Wanwan is doing better, but Mr. Long is on the verge of death.

But she always felt that something was not right, so she quickly climbed down from his lap, then looked away and blushed, pretending to be calm and said, "I will practice more next time."

She waited for a moment before she heard the dragon's hoarse voice, "Okay."

After one person and one dragon had sorted out their emotions, Mu Wanwan also recovered a lot of physical strength, but still a little afraid to see Mr. Long. Although they are a couple, this is the first time in a strict sense. Said that she and Mr. Long had a kiss between an adult and an adult dragon.

The small cave is full of sweet and annoying embarrassments.

When the eyes come into contact, there will always be a person/dragon who lowers his head first.

It didn’t seem like this before when we had an innocent kiss.

Mu Wanwan was too embarrassed to take the initiative to say anything, not to mention Long. Long first said that he would go out to get food, but in fact it was time for Mu Wanwan to change clothes and tidy up, and he also tidied himself up outside.

On this issue, one person and one dragon have a really terrible tacit understanding.

When they met again more than an hour later, Mr. Long had changed into the same moon-white robe that Mu Wanwan was wearing before.

Mu Wanwan also changed into an improved version of the same light black brocade dress that Mr. Long wore before.

Looking at each other, one person and one dragon made a tacit understanding at the same time without lifting the clothes on the other person's body.

However, the lips were carefully raised a little.

Next, because it was necessary to absorb the power of the elixir, the cave fell into silence again until late at night.

In fact, there is no sunlight under the sea, and Mu Wanwan doesn’t know the specific time.

But Mengmeng is a little Chiu who goes to bed early and wakes up early. She and Long were in a stalemate until Mengmeng couldn't hold it in any longer. She flapped her little wings and seemed to be practicing, but in fact she didn't know what to think anymore. She signaled to Jiujiu that she wanted to sleep.

Jiujiu is still a little unhappy today, because Jiujiu really wants to taste a little bit of the delicious elixir, even a little bit is fine.

Even if you can’t taste it, just eat more fruit.

But the evil dragon was so bad. As soon as he came in, he just pressed Jiu on the ground, so that he couldn't speak and could only watch him eat.

Sigh.

Mengmeng is a little depressed, and her fur has fallen out.

Mu Wanwan thought that she had indeed neglected it today, and the fire for refining the elixir was created by Mengmeng. Without Mengmeng, she would not have been able to refine such a high-grade elixir.

Although Bai Feng's fire is relatively weak, with the blessing of spiritual power, its effect is much better than Uncle Zong's previous fire. And I don’t know if it’s because Mengmeng is closer to her, but it’s much easier for her to control the fire provided by Mengmeng than to control Uncle Zong before.

"Thank you for your hard work, Mengmeng." Mu Wanwan looked at the white fur in front of her that was getting bigger and bigger, and her heart softened a little.

Mengmeng's intelligence is already very high, and its current reactions are similar to those of a three- or four-year-old child. Every time she gets along with it, Mu Wanwan feels like an old mother. Moreover, during this period of time, because its father (?) Mr. Long was rich in assets and had no shortage of spiritual stones, Mao Jiu grew up very quickly.

Now she can no longer hold it with one hand.

However, it has been losing some serious hair recently and needs to be replenished more.

"Chirp." Mengmeng chirped unhappily. Mu Wanwan smiled and took out a second-level spirit recovery pill and handed it to its mouth.

Usually Mengmeng can only take first-level elixirs, but second-level elixirs are still very precious to them now.

Today is a special reward.

Jiu was still an easy-to-cool dog. He held the elixir and chirped a few times before lying down and sleeping, purring happily.

Mu Wanwan covered it with a small blanket. When he turned around, he saw a certain dragon looking away hastily, revealing only the tip of one trembling ear.

Mu Wanwan thought for a while and said, "Mr. Long, are you sleeping?"

Since the last time she woke up, they have actually never slept in the same bed again.

The elixir she had just refined worked very well, and about one-fifth of the spiritual power in her body was restored.

During the process of refining the elixir, Mu Wanwan thought that he might be about to break through, but when he calmed down and looked inside his body, except for the meridians that were slightly wider, the third-level golden elixir in the Dantian was still stubborn, and there was no It means to break through.

If there is any change, it is probably just a little bigger than before.

What really changed was her sea of ​​consciousness.

It seemed that a layer of confinement had been broken, making her feel that she could guide something out of her body.

In fact, Mu Wanwan vaguely felt that maybe she had just advanced in spiritual level. Based on her previous understanding, she could probably use her spiritual consciousness.

However, according to common sense, only monks whose strength has broken through the fourth level can use spiritual consciousness. Before Mengmeng went to bed, Mu Wanwan practiced it several times, but each time he failed to successfully shrink that little bit into consciousness. The divine consciousness in the sea guides it out.

So...she still can only see with her eyes.

She was lost in thought, but Mr. Long still didn’t answer her.

Maybe it was Mu’s crooked eyes that made Mr. Long feel that it would be inappropriate to remain silent, so he had no choice but to say, "Vigil."

After hearing these two words, Mu Wanwan understood.

Actually, they are not completely safe yet. She doesn't know where they are going or how long they will stay here.

However, she knew that Mr. Long had not rested since the day they left the mansion.