I Married a Disabled Tyrant After Transmigrating: 52|Fifty-two dragons

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Feeling the subconscious movement of the tip of his tongue and fingertips, Mr. Long's entire dragon stiffened.

Before he developed a series of symptoms such as blushing, heartbeat, and spontaneous combustion, which were so shy that he was about to explode, he was about to fall into the ice cave with his whole heart——

Could it be...

Is she awake?

At this moment, Mr. Long no longer knew how he should react.

If she found out that not only did she wake up, but also secretly did this to her in the middle of the night, she would definitely feel disgusted, right? You may even think that he is a pervert, a disgusting and disgusting dragon.

Mr. Long’s mind went blank, but he instinctively did not dare to move.

He maintained the ridiculous movement of holding her hand and holding her fingertips in his mouth in the dark night. His muscles were tense and his heartbeat was about to stop. Some of the saliva that I didn't have time to swallow also meandered along my lips, leaving ambiguous traces.

Mu Wanwan just felt that something was not right. She touched something soft and warm, moved her fingers, and encountered some hard things. The mixed feeling was very subtle.

But soon, the cold air outside the quilt climbed onto her arms and the back of her hands.

Hmm...

A bit cold.

Mu Wanwan wanted to retract his hand, but Mr. Long didn't dare to move at all. He only felt her fingertips following the tip of his sensitive tongue, all the way across the sharp canine teeth, and pulled it out.

It made a "pop" sound.

The sound was a bit loud, and Mr. Long felt that he was about to suffocate. He couldn't care less about whether the contents of the Qiankun bag had been taken out, or whether any flaws would be exposed, and he lay down almost immediately. On the side, a plant dragon is pretending to be anxious →_→

If the lady wakes up after being licked by him and finds out that he is doing something bad to her, then he will really be embarrassed.

Mu Wanwan also felt that something was not right. After she took her hand back, she felt that her fingers were sticky and something moved on the bed. In addition, she was not particularly tired today and did not sleep so deeply. So I slowly opened my eyes.

It was quiet inside the house, as if nothing had happened, and it was also quiet outside the house.

Maojiu and Chicken Little didn't wake up, and Mr. Long's breathing was very calm...Eh?

Mr. Long’s breathing seems to be very rapid, right?

Mu Wanwan half-opened the quilt in a daze, raised her still cold hand, and connected her two fingers. They were so slippery that she couldn't see clearly in the dark.

Her first reaction was that she was drooling while sleeping, but when she touched the pillow, it was very dry.

It wasn’t that she was drooling, could it be Mr. Long’s blood?

Mu Wanwan woke up suddenly.

She still remembers Mr. Long’s tragic situation before. Whether he vomited blood or his tail became suppurated, it was very bad.

Mu Wanwan stumbled up and went to light the lamp. She had no idea that when she got up, Mr. Long lying next to her was quietly looking at her with his spiritual consciousness.

God knows the trembling and fear that arose in his blood when his consciousness saw the lady raising her fingers suspiciously.

And bad ideas——

She, if she licks it...

No, the dragon is about to be defeated by imagination.

Mu Wanwan lit the lamp, and warm light filled the room.

Mu Wanwan found a handkerchief and wiped his hands clean, and at the same time breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it was not blood or pus, so it should be nothing serious.

Mengmeng was very sensitive to changes in light. She opened her **** bean-like eyes and glanced at Mu Wanwan in confusion, "Chirp, chirp~?"

Mu Wanwan was still a little cold when she climbed up. She was only wearing a thin piece of obscene clothing, which was a bit messy. With her collar down, she could vaguely see her beautiful collarbone. She wore her long hair and raised her hand. Touching Mengmeng's head, half of her white wrists were exposed.

Mr. Long’s consciousness clinging to her body seemed to have been burned, and he suddenly retracted——

He closed his eyes honestly, not daring to do anything this time.

My wife fed the dragon very well during the day and put new spiritual stones on the bedside. The curse in the body was still serious but it was no longer so painful.

It's not like before, the pain is so painful that the meridians are cut off and the movement is like gouging out bones.

It's just like being poked bit by bit by countless fine needles.

That's what he can tolerate.

He closed his eyes, and his head was filled with the image of her he had just seen. His blood gradually became warmer, and some strange feelings were even greater than the pain buried in his body. Little by little, like a wave, the waves pushed forward. He shook his ears in confusion.

It was just as exciting as when I took a shower that day.

Mr. Long didn't know that he was blushing so much that he could hardly see anyone. He naively thought that nothing would be abnormal as long as he closed his eyes and didn't move.

This poor dragon has no idea that he has a tendency to blush easily~

Mu Wanwan walked to the bed, first opened the red quilt, and took a peek inside, confirming that Mr. Long's tail was still in good condition, but the scales near the waist seemed to have changed a bit, and were slightly higher than usual. A few, it should be no big deal.

So, that thing on my finger...

Mu Wanwan had a not-so-good guess and raised his head to look at Mr. Long’s cheek——

It's flushed, with a hint of sparkle on the lips...

Mu Wanwan: "......"

She, her face turned red.

So, what she felt was wrong just now was because she poked her hand into Mr. Long’s mouth?

In view of her horrific act of forcing Mr. Long to drink dragon blood last time, Mu Wanwan felt that she might have let herself go again.

She felt her face burning and was a little embarrassed to look at Mr. Long's face.

Both one person and one dragon thought they had done something bad. Even though one of them was still unconscious, the room was filled with an embarrassing atmosphere...

Mr. Long didn't dare to use his consciousness. After closing his eyes for a while, he felt that the strange feeling in his mouth had lessened a lot, and the unnatural fever in his body gradually calmed down.

He was very cowardly. Mu Wanwan was still asleep, so he didn't dare to wake up. They stayed in a stalemate for a while. Mr. Long was defeated and fell asleep to restore his consciousness.

Mu Wanwan also came back to his senses. His uneasy heart beat for a long time before he fell asleep again.

Mengmeng, Mengmeng were too sleepy, only woke up for a moment and then fell asleep again... After all, it was just a cub!

But early the next morning, Mu Wanwan was woken up by Mengmeng stepping on her.

She half-opened her eyes and looked at Mao Jiuzui. Barry was holding the string of yesterday's cloth bag that looked like a Qiankun bag, and was rubbing her face desperately with his little head.

Mu Wanwan: "..."

She touched Mengmeng's head and wanted to get up and wash up.

But Mengmeng kept struggling to express something, and Mu Wanwan was a little helpless: "Mengmeng. Do you want to give this thing to me?"

Mengmeng didn’t know if she understood, but she nodded her head humanely and chirped loudly.

Mu Wanwan was silent for a moment, decided to satisfy his furry, and took the cloth bag it was holding. Originally, he just wanted to comfort Mengmeng and give it back after touching it casually, but this time, the feeling of holding the cloth bag turned out to be... Completely different from yesterday.

Looking at the cute and expectant eyes, she tentatively input a bit of spiritual power. This time, it went smoothly.

This is actually a Qiankun bag!

It is still a bigger and more advanced Qiankun bag than the one Uncle Zong gave her, and it even has many things inside.

Mu Wanwan took out everything from the Qiankun bag——

There are actually three small Qiankun bags nested inside=_=

Besides the first time, there are also some spiritual stone pills and random things. The most eye-catching one is a sapphire bracelet.

She picked up the bracelet, raised it and looked outside——

The glimmer of light outside followed the bracelet with few impurities, reflecting clear light spots on her cheeks.

Very nice.

"Chirp..."

Mengmeng was also a little dazed. Seeing Mu Wanwan, she couldn't help but smile with her lips curled up, and then she put the bracelet on her hand and tried it on with a bit of satisfaction.

The size is very suitable, and it makes her skin fairer and more beautiful.

"Why are there so many things?" After the joy, Mu Wanwan calmed down. She looked at the cute Daimao and felt something was wrong.

It didn’t take long for her to come back from rescuing Mengmeng, and Mao Jiu had always behaved very weakly. To say that what happened to Fuliu last time was controlled by him at first, but later it was an accident, Mu Wanwan can still understand.

But this time, there are so many Qiankun bags. Even if Mengmeng is lucky, it is impossible to pick up three at once and give them to her.

And she tried the Qiankun Bag yesterday but couldn't identify its owner. Why can she open it successfully today? Mengmeng didn't do anything last night. Was it because of Mr. Long's saliva? Is dragon saliva so effective?

Or is there someone else who has been secretly helping them?

Mu Wanwan frowned, feeling that these guesses were not very reliable.

So she tentatively asked Mao Jiu, "Mengmeng, where did you get these things?"

In order to express clearly, she also used body movements.

After Mu Wanwan finished speaking, she felt that she must be crazy because she actually wanted to get an answer from Mengmeng. She should get up and wash her face to calm down.

But in Mengmeng's eyes, she was a 'good friend' who had always been kind to her, giving her delicious fruits to eat, and giving herself fragrant baths. Finally, she became aware of the danger lurking around her, and began to show her love for her. (?) Mengmeng is looking for help!

This is so difficult to offend and so touching.

Hmph, the big bad dragon always bullies Maojiu with coercion when the cute supporter is not around, and even pinches the feathers that have just grown on its wings. He must be jealous of how furry it is, and even scares and threatens Jiujiu. He has no burden at all for Jiu^▽^!

So Mao Jiu happily rubbed Mu's curved palm and said "chirp" twice.

"Sure enough, it still doesn't work." Mu Wanwan was not disappointed, and touched Mao Jiu's head to express encouragement and indifference.

Who knew, the next second, Mengmeng would start to perform in front of her——

The little wings waved, tapped the bracelet on her wrist, chirped twice, and then chirped twice towards a certain plant dragon that she had been unconscious in her eyes, and stepped on his face.

Mu Wanwan: "...?"

"Chirp~Chirp!"

Mengmeng jumped several times on the Qiankun bag and Mr. Long’s face in front of her, and Mu Wanwan finally understood.

Mu Wanwan: "...???"

Mu Wanwan: "!!!"

She felt that she really needed to wash her face and calm down, otherwise, how could she think that Mengmeng was saying——

Mr. Long woke up, and these things were all given by Mr. Long!