I Married a Disabled Tyrant After Transmigrating

She was a little at a loss, but he saw her in his eyes.

The bag containing "tonics" was placed on the table. Mr. Long stretched out another big hand, his ears trembled, and she held her hand.

Even though he had been immersed in the cold sea water, his body temperature was still very high, and there was an indescribable warmth in grasping her.

Mu Wanwan's heart settled a lot, followed him and walked to the bed.

The voice of Transition Ling sounded, it was Ao Qinlue's somewhat exhausted voice, "The forbidden area has been searched, and none of them are there. Is there any elder who can provide some clues."

Her heart trembled a little, and she looked up at him, and saw that his side face with dots of curse marks was a cold line. She noticed her gaze, but when she looked at her, it softened a little.

Like an iceberg and warm sun.

Without restraint, she smiled at her dragon, moved her hands, and clasped his silent fingers.

A look of surprise crossed Mr. Long's eyes, and he pursed his lips a little shyly, and tightened his palm.

"Maybe you can check the border." A voice sounded, "The orphan dragon grew up near the Special Life Alliance before, but something happened later..."

The speaker blurred the content for a while, and Mu Wanwan felt that Mr. Long held her hand tightly. She felt a pain in her heart and could only hold him back.

"Later, it was sealed over there, and an enchantment was set up."

After he finished speaking, there was a harsh laughter, "Bai Huan, it is difficult to break the sixth stage of the barrier, right?"

"Jin Yan, I'm just making my suggestion." The cold voice in Transsion Ling's voice filled with anger.

"Haha." Jin Yan sneered, as if he was going to continue, but was interrupted by Ao Qin.

"Okay!" He sounded very tired, "You two dragons are the representatives of our Blue Dragon clan in the Golden Dragon clan and the White Dragon clan, and participate in the plan of encirclement and suppression, so don't bring in the private dragon's grievances."

They discussed this issue again, and Transsion Ling went dark again.

The cave suddenly became quiet, and Mu Wanwan couldn't help being angry when he thought of what those dragons did to Mr. Long before. But now, Mr. Long should be more sad than her.

After all, those are the pasts he is least willing to remember.

Mu Wanwan wondered how to comfort Mr. Long, but didn't know how to speak for a while.

The dragon over there was not sad, but worried.

The fact that he was an orphan dragon was just said by these dragons.

Although he knew in his heart that his wife would not dislike his birth, Mr. Long was still a little sensitive.

The corners of his lips were suppressed, and his big hands had begun to tremble gradually.

One person and one dragon stood facing Transsion Ling, palms overlapped, and remained quiet for a long time.

"Mr. Long..."

"lady……"

One person and one dragon spoke at the same time, one raised his head and the other lowered his head.

The eyes are facing each other.

Mu Wanwan saw Mr. Long's somewhat helpless gaze, winding past a trace of paranoid possessiveness that hadn't had time to conceal, and fell on her eyes, the dark long eyelashes shaking, trying to cover it.

"You, you say."

Mr. Long's tone was soft, clear and deep.

Mu Wanwan suddenly became less nervous. She thought about the way that Long had awkwardly covered up when she hadn't kissed Mr. Long before.

He bends his lips, "Mr. Long."

She could feel the sweat in his palm.

"I'm hungry."

Mu Wanwan saw his eyes flashing slightly, as if she was surprised that she did not dislike him as an orphan dragon.

This stupid dragon, why is he still so unconfident at this time?

"I'm hungry." Mu Wanwan repeated it again, only to breathe a sigh of relief until Mr. Long's drooping ears returned to some curvature.

Mr. Long paused, couldn't hold back, and turned around, his slender fingers picked up a strand of hair on her temple, eyes filled with inexplicable emotion, "Go out to eat."

Mu Wanwan: "..."

Mu Wanwan: "?"

Wait, did she get it wrong.

Going out to eat?

Where to go and what to eat?

Mu Wanwan bent his brows and jumped down, a little helpless, "Mr. Long, is this the bottom of the sea?"

"Yeah." He scratched his face with the other hand. "I'm afraid you think it's too dark, so you put something shiny."

Mu Wanwan: "..."

She wanted to laugh a little, looking at the dragon that silently laid out the cave like a snail girl, she couldn't help but tugged at her wide sleeves, blushing and asked, "Mr. Long, this dress."

This light black dress, with gold lines on it, is his right.

Mr. Long immediately became red. Even with his concentration, the wife asked the question "Why did the clothes on her body become her own" with some timid eyes. Didn't he still keep his face paralyzed and indifferent? High cold dragon set.

Then Mu Wanwan saw this shameless dragon pursing his lips, "Dirty."

Mu Wanwan: "My clothes are all dirty?"

When she left, she brought several sets, how could it be all dirty, and don’t Mr. Long still have a lot of death-esthetic dresses?

Mr. Long shook his ears, "Yeah."

He breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and said aggrieved, "I was trampled on by Mengmeng."

Mu Wanwan: "..."

"You don't like shining." Mr. Long was really wronged this time.

Back in time, back to when Mr. Long came here anxiously holding Wanwan...

There was nothing in the cave. He turned into a half-dragon shape, put the person on the thick half-dragon tail, and repaired her meridians bit by bit. The pill was also eaten by the two at this time.

After the wife's condition stabilized, he set up the cave.

But when changing her clothes, because of nervousness and other reasons, Mu Wanwan's original pieces were torn apart by him!

Long originally wanted to dress his wife shiny.

In the end, I don't know if his aesthetics has left a serious shadow on Mu Wanwan. When he was about to put on a rainbow, he heard her whispered, "I don't like the skirt."

Mr. Long's hand stopped, a glass heart was broken in half, and the other half was forcibly saved by the evil thought of "then let the lady wear his clothes".

Even when playing with his little lady, the slightest grievance turned into unexplainable joy.

just……

Mr. Long saw Mu Wanwan's guilty eyes flashing, but he shamelessly got a new trick in his heart.

"In fact, it's pretty shiny." Mu Wanwan forced a dragon to comfort him, enduring the overwhelming shame, "but I prefer to wear yours."

She saw Mr. Long's eyes lit up in an instant, and suddenly she had the illusion that she had dug a big hole for herself.

"Tweet!"

A bit screaming screams sounded, Mu Wanwan was taken aback, she hurriedly let go of a certain dragon, and looked towards Fei Tweet...

I saw that the small bag that Mr. Long had put on the table before was cleverly opened by Mao Chiu, who was growing appetite, and the translucent green object inside rolled onto the table with a small tooth mark on the edge.

Obviously it was eaten stolenly, and at this moment Mao Chuo who ate it stolenly was rolling frantically on the ground, "chop, twee...!"

It's too, too unpalatable.

Mengmeng regretted it, tweeted wrong, and tweeted never stealing food again.

The way Mu Wanwan looked at him was a bit funny and a little scared. Is the tonic that Mr. Long brought back so unpalatable?

She took two steps forward, took out a green star grass seed, quickly cultivated a second-order spiritual plant, and placed it in front of Mengmeng.

"Tweet!"

Benwan is great.

Mengmeng hugged her hand, and her big wavy-eyed fluffy head nuzzled her hand enthusiastically, making Mu Wanwan itchy.

"Heh." A cold voice floated, and Mu Wanwan turned his head, seeing a certain dragon carelessly turning his head, as if "I didn't want to eat at all and didn't become a lemon dragon".

She smiled, thinking that Mr. Long is really still a naive dragon, and he would actually care about the cuteness, who is just now wise.

"Tweet! Tweet!" Mao Tweet looked at her enthusiastically, tweeted, and said some confident promises that seemed to be fulfilled...

Tweet will definitely become bigger and stronger than the dragon in the future, and then defeat all the bad dragons! Let Wanwan always cook good food for Chuo!

"Okay." Mu Wanwan rubbed its dull hair, "Then I will wait for Mengmeng to become bigger and stronger, and defeat the evil dragons."

She is also a little hopeful, if she can, will one day be able to see her cute, peaceful and happy growing up and become a chic and elegant white phoenix on this continent...

The broad and powerful wings spread, swept the light, against the wind, followed by a colorful rainbow.

Although it is now, it's just a fat tweet.

"Tweet!"

Make an appointment!

Tweet Tweet stretched out the wings that were much bigger but still not very big, trying to hug her hand.

"it is good."

There was tenderness between Mu Wanwan's eyebrows and eyes. She looked at the fluffy chirp, stretched out her hand, and high-fiveed it.

"Tweet!"

Tweet will definitely grow up.

"lady."

Mr. Long's slightly hoarse voice pulled Mu Wanwan from fantasy back to reality.

The reality is that when she was jealous of a naive dragon who was jealous, she took the supplement in her hand when she was not paying attention, and mocked Mao Chuo's stealing behavior, "The tonic is delicious. "

The big pale hand tore open the translucent green shell, and quickly took the sticky white ball inside in his hand, "Come here."

Mu Wanwan: "..."

Can she not want to eat too much?

"It's delicious." Mr. Long lowered his head slightly, as if quibbling.

Seeing Mu Wanwan's slight aphasia, Mr. Long finally regressed, "Half of you and half of me."

Seeing him so firm, Mu Wanwan also moved a little.

Mr. Long didn't change his face and put half of the unfavorable thing between his pale pink lips, and looked at her half-shyly with the ink-like phoenix eyes.

Too much!

Mu Wanwan walked two steps towards him, and there was a pulling force from her waist. She was pulled into his arms, and a cold thing was put on her lips, mixed with something a little hot, and it slipped into her mouth at once.