I Married a Disabled Tyrant After Transmigrating: 53|Fifty-three dragons

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Mengmeng was still jumping sideways repeatedly, but Mu Wanwan was already a little confused. She subconsciously touched her wet fingers yesterday. The warm feeling in the dream seemed to be still there. She didn't think it was anything at first, but now she saw it Look at Mr. Dalong lying next to him.

If Mr. Long is awake, then...

Mu Wanwan suddenly felt that his fingers were burned, and he got up as if he was running away.

She didn’t heat up hot water today, but washed her face several times with slightly cold water before she gradually calmed down, her heart beating very fast——

If Mr. Long is awake, if the Qiankun Bag is given by Mr. Long.

Why doesn't he talk to me?

Mu Wanwan looked at the sapphire bracelet that was stained with water drops and became more and more crystal clear, with complicated emotions.

It’s not that I was particularly happy, even after the shock and shyness, there was a trace of confusion and fear——

In the original plot, he would not wake up until three years later.

Even if the spiritual plants I cultivated have the effect of dispelling curses, I have been working hard to raise dragons these days, but it has only been less than two months, so waking up is too fast.

Furthermore, she cannot guarantee what kind of dragon Mr. Long is.

The book said he was cruel, and people outside also said he had a bad temper. Even if she saw his miserable side and his childhood experiences, she could not completely reverse the hidden fear of him in her heart.

The cold wind slid over the skin covered with cold water, and Mu Wanwan shivered solidly.

She is now his wife in name, but I don’t know if Mr. Long knew that she was married when he was in a coma. If he didn't know, and he didn't like people approaching him, and if he suspected that she was from Ao Qin's side, she would be upset.

If she knew, just in case, if he wanted to fulfill his marital obligations, or had a bad temper and domestic violence, she would also be cold (╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻

Best, best, don’t wake up yet.

She doesn’t know how to face Mr. Long who wakes up. Wouldn’t it be awkward to make eye contact...

Although Mu Wanwan was thinking this, she seemed to have forgotten that her purpose all along was to let Mr. Long wake up early, regain his freedom as soon as possible, and live his own little life.

She patted her face and began to think about what she would do if the dragon really woke up.

If Mr. Long really wakes up, he is probably the one who did what happened to Fuliu last time, and he was the one who sent the things this time.

As for why he didn’t tell himself, it was either because he hadn’t been awake for long and there was no time to tell him; or it was because he was indispensable to him and there was no need to tell himself that the reason why he gave away things was because he was convenient. for it.

In fact, Mu Wanwan knew clearly that there were probably both reasons. She was not sure whether Mr. Long was really awake now. Combined with the abnormalities in the previous two nights, if he would wake up, it would be at night.

There was a dull pain in my heart. I don't know if it was because he didn't tell me when he woke up, or because Mr. Long didn't care about him.

Mu Wanwan was a little angry, and even wanted to get a bucket of cold water to wake the dragon up from beginning to end.

However, she didn't directly pour cold water on Mr. Long. She went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast and boiled hot water, and then returned to the room to wash Mr. Long.

He looked the same as the plant dragon in her memory, except that his lips were not as chapped as the first time she saw him, the bruises had receded a little, the broken horns were still ferocious, and his handsome face was pale.

When Mengmeng got tired of dancing, she lay down next to Mr. Long’s furry ears and chirped to welcome her when she came in.

Mu Wanwan took the wrung-out handkerchief and wiped Mr. Long's face as usual. Her fingers touched his soft cheek through the handkerchief. The sapphire bracelet on her wrist was so bright that she suddenly stopped.

Removing the veil, Mu Wanwan looked at Mr. Long’s evil face and realized clearly for the first time——

The dragon lying on the bed is her nominal husband.

The bracelet on her hand was given to her by her husband.

A strange feeling that she didn't know how to describe suddenly arose in her heart. Mu Wanwan wanted to say something, but it got stuck in her throat. She was disappointed, sad, looking forward to, and fearful. She couldn't do anything for a second. Stayed in the room.

Mengmeng noticed something was wrong with her and pecked Mr. Long's furry ears as if to help her vent her anger. She bit hard several times until a few hairs fell out.

"Okay, Mengmeng." Mu Wanwan was a little bit dumbfounded, and when she spoke, she realized that her voice was a little hoarse.

She was a little embarrassed, hugging Maojiu and holding the seeds. She glanced at the occasional sunshine outside and decided to work outside even if it was cold today.

......

Mu Wanwan took the elixir prescription and was in a daze for a while before driving Mr. Long out of his head.

She thought for a moment and decided to try refining the Ningxue Pill first. After all, in terms of price, the Ningxue Pill was higher than the Huiling Pill.

She wanted to give it a try. If she could refine it, she would first spend her time refining the Ningxue Pill. If it failed, she would try the Spirit Recovery Pill again.

Bellflowers and dredging flowers are a must, and then there is the second-level spiritual plant Ningxue.

Bellflower is a kind of lavender grass that looks like a bell. It is not big, but it is not that easy to cultivate. It is about the same amount of spiritual energy consumed to fully cultivate a first-level bistar grass to maturity. . But it takes at least three bellflowers to refine one Ningxue Pill.

Cultivation of dredging flowers and bellflowers is about the same difficulty. Although it is a bit difficult, Mu Wanwan spent about two hours to refine the three bellflowers and five bellflowers needed to refine a Ningxue Dan. The dredging flowers have been cultivated.

The second-level Ningxue is the most critical and difficult to cultivate. Ningxue’s seed is a pure white, crystal-like and very strange seed. Mu Wanwan tried several times and even failed to cultivate it three or four times. It took a Ningxue seed to finally successfully cultivate a Ningxue seedling.

From the roots to the buds, it was pure to translucent white. It was not big, but it had drained nearly half of her spiritual power.

Mu Wanwan was a little tired, so he buried the hard-won Ningxue plant in a newly bought flower pot filled with spiritual soil.

She had been busy all day long, washing, cooking, bathing, and raising food. She had been busy until late at night. Mr. Long didn’t feel any strange during the day. She had to do all the feeding and cleaning. After finishing everything, I went out to the yard and added some warm stones to the chickens.

Mu Wanwan looked at the lighted room and took a deep breath.

Sleeping next to the unconscious Mr. Long, she can guarantee that he will not hurt her, but sleeping next to him who has woken up, Mu Wanwan is not sure.

But...

She touched the sapphire bracelet on her wrist, her eyes flashed——

Mr. Long is so powerful. Even if he is cursed now, he will still be very powerful when he wakes up. If he hated himself, he might have killed himself last night. If he didn't start, it means he shouldn't be interested in her either. So disgusting.

To say that I have no feelings for Mr. Long is pure self-deception.

She wanted to try staying up tonight to see if he was really awake and if he would do anything to her.

Mu Wanwan was actually very nervous. After all, she had never seen Mr. Long awake except in dreams. There must be many differences between Mr. Xiaolong and the current him...

She was actually a little scared, but she tried her best to comfort Mao Jiu normally, blew out the lights in the room, and moved to the bed little by little.

Maybe the environment really changes with her mood. In the past, she only thought that going to bed was not a daily routine? Now, I find it difficult to even take off my coat.

As he put himself into bed little by little, Mu Wanwan said softly with a trembling voice, "Long, Mr. Long, Mengmeng, good night."

Mengmeng didn’t know how much trouble her informing behavior had caused to Mu Wanwan, so she only chirped enthusiastically and sleepily, indicating that Mao Jiu was going to sleep.

The room gradually became quiet, Mu Wanwan tried his best to relax his body and try to calm his breathing——

She is waiting.

I don’t know how long it took, but just when Mu Wanwan was about to fall asleep, she felt a slight cold wind blowing on her exposed face, which scared her and woke her up——

Dragon, dragon, dragon... is the dragon awake?

The body on the side close to Mr. Long tried to keep still, and Mu Wanwan nervously grabbed the sheets with her other hand.

Her breathing was erratic for two seconds, trying to regain her composure.

After about a while, until Mu Wanwan thought that the cool breeze just now was his imagination, he heard the sound of clothes rubbing against the quilt again, slightly and slowly.

Then, a slightly warm hand followed the quilt wrapped around her, and got in little by little, carrying heat.

Mu Wanwan: "......"

It turns out he is really awake!

My mood was very complicated for a moment, with fear and loss at the same time. Mu Wanwan didn't dare to move at all, for fear that his sudden awakening would anger the dragon who didn't know what to do.

She only felt him a little bit, took her hand, forced her palm to open, and then wiped the sweat from her palm with her fingertips.

When she touched the sapphire bracelet on her wrist, there was a deep smile of unknown meaning, which exploded in Mu Wanwan's ears.

Immediately afterwards, Mu Wanwan felt that his palm was being kneaded repeatedly by Mr. Long. He was not very strong, and could even be said to be very gentle, but when he kneaded it again and again, it was numb and scary.

Could it be that he was very hungry and just woke up and wanted to eat meat, so he was weighing the quality of his own meat?

Mu Wanwan was already dizzy. She didn't know what she was thinking. Her heart was beating so fast that she couldn't tell whether it was excitement or fear.

She waited anxiously for a while and felt her hand gradually pulling towards him, her whole hand trembling a little...

Then she discovered that Mr. Long and her were intertwined.

Mu Wanwan: "..."

She was a little confused and waited for a while, but the dragon showed no intention of letting him go, nor did he bite her. He just held her hand and his breathing became faster and faster.

Mu Wanwan: "???"

The hand she was forced to interlock with his fingers was now completely wet with the sweat of one person and one dragon, and it was surprisingly hot.

The night helped the ambiguity, and Mu Wanwan began to think wildly.

She didn't realize that her face was very red, she just thought feebly, what happened to this dragon, what on earth is he doing?

After holding her hot palms together for a long time, Mr. Long seemed to be finally satisfied and let her hand go.

At this time, Mu Wanwan had already guessed in her mind countless reasons why Mr. Long would not tell her when he woke up, and even gave him many excuses, such as——

I saw his embarrassed appearance. He is a face-saving dragon who wants to maintain his image as a domineering tyrant (as can be seen from Mr. Xiaolong’s tortoise hair);

Or, he has not fully recovered yet, and if he wakes up, he is afraid that he will treat him badly and abuse him (to be verified);

Or maybe he is worried that he is from Ao Qin’s side and dare not wake up, fearing that he will be discovered and killed when he wakes up (seems reasonable);

Or, he......

He treats himself......

Mu Wanwan was very nervous. After thinking of this reason, she immediately refuted it countless times in her heart.

He is her nominal husband, and he is cruel and domineering. According to other people's descriptions of him, he is most likely a self-indulgent scumbag who does whatever he wants.

If he really cared about her that much, why didn't he just wake up and force her?

Mu Wanwan had been thinking a lot. When she came to her senses, she realized that Mr. Long was very close to her at some point.

What, are you going to eat her or do something to her?

If he really wants to hurt her, she, she is weak! But he will also resist!

With a heavy weight on his shoulder, Mu Wanwan could hardly bear to open his eyes when he heard a low wine voice coming from his ears, "Madam..."

"Hold me."