Mu Wanwan felt a little dazed, and was stunned for several seconds before she suddenly reacted -

she was really lying in the same bed with Mr. Long, and she was very close to him!

Mu Wanwan, who had never had such close contact with the opposite sex, felt her cheeks flushed the moment she realized this.

Even the stench that filled the whole room and the sticky dirt on her body were forcibly ignored by her at this moment.

Mu Wanwan's head was dizzy, and she felt that she seemed to have done something incredible while Mr. Long was unable to resist.

Although Mr. Long is a dragon without (wow) in his current half-dragon form, maybe he did have it when he was in human form?

Thinking of this, Mu Wanwan hurriedly sat up, her heart beating like a drum, and crawled to the side for several steps, keeping a distance from Mr. Long. Only then did she feel less embarrassed.

Mu Wanwan quietly turned her eyes and glanced at Mr. Long's face, which was paler than usual, and his neck, which was a little red for some reason. Her eyes moved to his lips -

less purple than usual, but felt, a little swollen?

Mu Wanwan bit her lip in embarrassment, and some previous memories came to her mind, hazy:

she remembered that she was very cold at that time, and then suddenly a very hot big pillow appeared, and then she hugged the pillow and rubbed it, and even complained that the lower half of the pillow was rough and scratched her legs, not smooth at all...

Now think about it, that is not a pillow, it is obviously Mr. Long!

She took advantage of the fact that he could not resist and had no consciousness, and instinctively rubbed him as a pillow for who knows how long.

Although he should not really sleep, right?

Mu Wanwan blushed and felt it, and felt that her body was not particularly uncomfortable, and Mr. Long was not (wow——) and could not move, so he should not sleep.

But maybe it was a forced kiss. His mouth was so swollen, and there was a faint trace of blood on the lips. There was also a little blood in her mouth. She must have failed to control her bestiality. She usually thought that Mr. Long was beautiful and weird, and he just let himself go when he was sick.

Mu Wanwan wanted to cry but had no tears. She wiped her face and looked down. Her hands were all dirty and smelled very bad.

With a flash of lightning in her mind, Mu Wanwan hurriedly checked the spiritual power in her body -

the Dantian was filled with rich spiritual energy, which not only expanded a lot more than before, but even some of it had condensed into mist and liquid.

This is clearly the strength of the middle stage of the second level!

Mu Wanwan looked at the blood on Mr. Long's lips again, and vaguely felt that she had grasped some truth -

most likely she was very uncomfortable last night, and then indulged the evil little devil in her heart, rubbing Mr. Long as a pillow for a long time. Not only that, she also went too far and forcefully kissed Long, even biting his mouth and accidentally drinking his blood.

Although Mr. Long was seriously injured now, he was a powerful seventh-level warrior who dominated the continent. His blood was very, very useful, which caused her a lot of pain later. Fortunately, she absorbed the dragon's blood and the dirt in her body was discharged. Her strength reached the middle stage of the second level and her illness was cured...

With such a guess in her mind, Mu Wanwan felt even more embarrassed. Fortunately, Mr. Long was unconscious now, otherwise how could she explain her beastly behavior.

Mu Wanwan couldn't stand it and covered her face for a while. She felt that she had never been so embarrassed before. She lost her first kiss, but she still had a strange sense of satisfaction in her heart. It was simply too beastly!

I have to say that, to some extent, Mu Wanwan's train of thought is not much different from Mr. Long's =_=!

Although the room smelled bad, Mu Wanwan still took a few deep breaths, covered her chest for a while before she calmed down, slowly approached Mr. Long and whispered, "I'm sorry, Mr. Long."

"I, I didn't mean it..."

"If you don't say anything," Mu Wanwan said, "I'll take it as your forgiveness."

She laughed after she finished speaking. She was really bad. People were unconscious and certainly didn't know.

Moreover, when he wakes up, he might like Bai Shuiyao under the promotion of the plot. She felt that she already liked him a little bit now, which was not good, not good.

Can't like, can't like.

Feeling a little sour in her heart, Sour Lemon Wanwan tried to adjust her mentality, "I took advantage of you this time, I will treat you well in the future, better than now."

She felt very sad as she spoke, but the sourness disappeared in an instant when she caught a glimpse of the pair of furry white ears next to Mr. Long's broken horns.

She had just been looking at the corners of Mr. Long's lips and didn't notice that he had a pair of furry ears on his head.

Wait, isn't Mr. Long a dragon? Why does he have two furry ears next to his broken horns!

Mu Wanwan was shocked, she blinked and confirmed several times that she was not seeing things.

As for Mr. Long’s ears, I don’t know if it’s because he’s in pain or something, but they’re actually shaking. They’re already furry, but they’re shaking.

Mu Wanwan felt like she couldn’t hold back her urge to rub her ears.

The author has something to say: Mu Wanwan: “I rubbed the dragon and then forcefully kissed it. I’m such a beast.”

Mr. Long: “I made my wife cry and then I forcefully pulled her into my arms. The road to a happy dragon life is now bleak.”