I Married a Disabled Tyrant After Transmigrating

Mu Wanwan saw Mr. Long's long black hair floating in the water waves, drawing traces of different shades, plus his handsome and pale face, it looked like a very fragile and delicate beauty dragon.

He got closer, and Mu Wanwan could see that there were still some inconspicuous scales floating on his body, and when he passed the mottled light spots, they reflected beautiful colors.

This should be a very beautiful picture...

She saw Mr. Long’s slightly deep eyebrows condensed with light and intense joy, and his eyes were golden lights like stars. He stretched out his long arm towards her, across the deep sea, and his movements were elegant, as if in a fairy tale The mermaid prince wants to take her into his arms.

Mu Wanwan couldn't help but stretched out his hand on the light curtain, and there was a rare expectation in his heart, and his heart beat a little faster, waiting for this awkward dragon to wait and meet her again in a very romantic way.

Then she saw with expectation that the dragon, who didn't know what was thinking, stiffened for a moment, quietly raised her dark eyebrows and glanced at her, missing some of the dragon's tail, and then wandered away.

Mu Wanwan: "..."

Mu Wanwan: "?"

She withdrew her hand blankly, stood at the entrance of the cave and waited for a while before she saw Mr. Long again.

He hasn't changed much from just now, except that he wore a piece of clothing, a very long one that covered half of his tail!

This time he was still swimming towards her in a very romantic way, but Mu Wanwan felt that there was no fluctuation in his heart. At such a romantic moment, this dragon wondered if he could not appear in front of her alone?

Mu Wanwan was a little bit dumbfounded. He saw a dragon break open the light curtain and transformed back into a human form in front of her. The robe just covered the part below his knees, revealing sturdy calves and big feet.

His hair was wet, his forehead was on his cheeks, his complexion was a little pale, his thin lips were pressed, and he looked indifferent.

"Wake up?" A slightly hoarse voice in the empty cave, with a hint of echo, but the ending sound obviously rose slightly, betraying the fact that he is in a good mood.

"Yeah." Mu Wanwan replied, glanced over him, and lowered his head slightly embarrassingly...

This dragon.

The clothes don't seem to be as good as naked.

She just accidentally swept it, and felt that all the romance that had just disappeared had become a sultry ambiguity.

The dark blue robe is attached to his body, and outlines the more beautiful abdominal muscles and lines than she has seen countless times. The water droplets fall from his delicate chin, and slide along the Adam's apple until it is half open. Half of the chest in the shirt.

Fists clenched slightly, Mu Wanwan took two steps back subconsciously...

Why is this dragon so foul suddenly?

"Uncomfortable?" Mr. Long narrowed his narrow and long phoenix eyes, hiding the indifferent killing intent to the Golden Dragon clan inside, and his voice became a little bit cold.

"Ah..." Mu Wanwan shook his head, her long sleeves hurriedly squinted, "No."

She felt that the dragon's aura seemed to have changed. The previous dragon, she bit her lip and cheered herself up from the bottom of her heart. Before Mr. Long came back, she also said that she wanted to show her courage as an adult. , Why is it so embarrassing now.

Mr. Long stepped forward uneasy, and Mu Wanwan stepped back two more minutes until his back touched the slightly cold stone wall.

She was a little awake, thinking that the temperature is still a bit cold now, and Mr. Long is still wet...

Mu Wanwan quickly took out a veil from the mustard space and handed it to him, "Hurry up and wipe it."

"Yeah." Mr. Long took the veil and touched the back of her hand with the wet palm, leaving a damp and ambiguous trace.

She seemed to be scalded and withdrew her hand. Mr. Long didn't get any better, his ears were quietly red, rubbing the drops of water on his face pretending to be calm.

During the few days when the wife was asleep, he acknowledged the voice transmission order and fled for a long time before finally finding a slightly safer place, near the abyss, with many gloomy creatures, a place that all races did not want to come.

Every time she saw her pale face and closed eyes lying in his arms without vitality, he couldn't restrain the killing intent in his heart.

After she came to him, the darkness that had almost completely subsided had almost completely erupted in these few days, as if his world had returned to a deadly darkness.

Even, he thought, if something happened to her, then he could drag the entire continent and destroy it together. This was what he was best at in the dragon's life for more than a hundred years.

Fortunately, she is fine.

Mr. Long endured the throbbing in his heart and carefully hid those terrible thoughts, just as she hoped, quietly wiping the water-stained hair.

Mu Wanwan bit her lip, and wanted to go forward and kiss him, but when she touched Mr. Long's beautiful neck with moisture, she was still confused.

Although, although this dragon really seems to be tempting her.

Mu Wanwan touched his face, took two clothes from the mustard space and handed them to a dragon, "You change your clothes first, I will wait for you inside first."

Hearing what she said, Mr. Long shyly dodged his eyes at Shang Mu Wanwan, and his heart tightened. Seeing her so shy, his handsome face turned red.

He subconsciously stretched out his hand and grabbed her wrist, her eyelashes rustling, but two soft brushes, his voice softened, and his tone was slightly aggrieved, "Don't go."

Mu Wanwan's heart softened instantly, and she raised her head to look at his pale cheeks, "Then, then I will carry it on my back, you change it soon."

The lips were pursed, and a certain dragon's body temperature gradually rose.

Changing clothes behind the madam, is it considered to be eating tofu in an upright manner?

The dragon is also a little dizzy. He remembers those dragons who said before that as an adult dragon, sometimes it needs to take the initiative.

Although he has a lot of things to learn, and it is not suitable to do some shy things with his wife in such an environment, but if he just kisses, should he show some courage that an adult dragon should have?

In the slightly empty cave, the cloth rubbed an ambiguous sound, and Mu Wanwan felt that it had been a long time for him to wait for almost half a century before the sound behind him gradually subsided.

Should be alright?

Mu Wanwan stretched out his hand and pressed the heat spreading on the surface. Before he recovered, he felt that his wrist was clasped, and a cold breath was attached to her back. After that, she caught a glimpse of a certain dragon’s beautiful ankle, beside her ear. Spread the hot breath.

"lady."

Mr. Long muttered softly, as if exhausted the courage of an adult dragon, and suffocated two words for a long time, "Kiss."

His bald ears shook out uncontrollably, and a handsome face blushed.

No matter how much he thinks of possession in his heart, he still acts like a naive braised dragon, even if he takes the initiative, he is about to heat up to the point of spontaneous combustion.

Mu Wanwan turned around and met his ink-like eyes and light-colored lips. She didn't hesitate anymore, and a fire burst into her heart. She rarely wanted to be domineering once. Faced with Jiaolong's request, she kissed him. gosh.

Making up his mind, Mu Wanwan clasped Mr. Long's wrist with his backhand, and carefully pressed his chest with one hand, pressing the dragon to the corner of the wall, and closing his eyes on his tiptoes, and kissed him forcefully.

just…

Does it feel a bit wrong?

Mu Wanwan took a sip and hurried to the ground. A low smile came from her ears. She opened her eyes unpleasantly, and saw Mr. Long, whose face was paralyzed, and his face seemed not to be smiling. The thumb was a little red. Chin.

Mu Wanwan: "..."

She lowered her head, and all the thoughts of wanting to dig a hole in for a while, her cheeks were so hot, she was almost ashamed and crying.

The cool palms supported her cheeks. Mr. Long shook his ears and bends down. Following her look, he gave her a sip on her forehead, and then turned his head slightly and said, "Here is a kiss."

He comforted her awkwardly, unreasonably warm.

Mu Wanwan laughed, no longer squeezing, and gently pressed his head against his chest, "Mr. Long."

"Ok."

"Mr. Long."

"in."

"Mr. Long."

"Ok?"

"It's so kind of you."

"Ok…"

One person, one dragon and one dragon was crooked for a while before returning to the depths of the cave.

Mengmeng jumped around the ground very obediently, shedding a lot of fur.

Mu Wanwan picked up Dafei Chuo and put it on the table, rubbed its head, and a certain dragon who was consciously ignored behind him stretched out his long arms and handed the bag he had been carrying to her. .

"What is this?" Mu Wanwan was a little curious, and as soon as he took it and opened it, an unspeakable smell permeated...

It's not smelly, but it's not smelly. It's mixed together, it's wonderful.

She adjusted to two seconds before she looked inside. It was a mass of translucent green things, squeezed together and looked ugly. She took it and the thing moved.

Mu Wanwan's scalp was numb and his complexion turned white, and he almost dropped a bag on the ground.

Mr. Long saw that her face was not pretty, so he took the small bag back, "It's a tonic."

"You eat well."

Mu Wanwan trembled all over, and shrank, "I, I just take the pill."

When her voice fell, she felt that Mr. Long was a bit silent, and the ears that came out finally were a little droopy. She thought it was because he had been looking for "tonics" for a long time, and he would be a little unhappy if he didn't eat it, so he changed his words quickly. "Me, I can eat...is it delicious?"

But after she finished speaking, Mr. Long's ears drooped more seriously.

"Is it very tasty?" Mu Wanwan asked tentatively.

"Gone."

Mu Wanwan was silent for a moment. She remembered that she had refined a lot when she waited for Mr. Long to come back last time. Except for Uncle Zong and Jiu Qing, there should be a lot left, and Mr. Long also brought back a lot before.

"I," Mr. Long blamed himself very much, "I'm done."

Mu Wanwan: "..."

She looked at his drooping ears, this big dragon overlapped with that little dragon. It was once powerful, but now she still needs to worry about the medicine and food.

The difference is that this time, she will finally not be so powerless, and finally she will no longer be a bystander of his world.

In the same predicament, she can stand beside him, hungry together, cold together, fleeing together, and if it is unfortunate, together with annihilation and death, she can also be together.

"You can do it," Mu Wanwan said softly, showing a smile, "You can do a lot."

She said, before Mr. Long could speak, she saw the voice transmission on the side lit up.

Her heart suddenly tightened, and she glanced nervously at Mr. Long, whose complexion also sank.

They should be considered safe now, right?