Feeling the subconscious movements of his tongue and fingertips, Mr. Long's entire body froze.

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 and his whole heart were about to fall into the ice cave -

could it be...

she woke up?

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 was not swallowed in time also flowed along the lips, winding and leaving ambiguous traces.

Mu Wanwan just felt that something was wrong. She touched the wet, soft and warm thing and moved her fingers. , and also encountered some hard objects, the mixed feeling was very subtle.

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

Hmm...

a little cold.

Mu Wanwan wanted to retract her hand, Long The gentleman did not dare to move at all, he only felt her fingertips following the tip of his tongue through his underwear, swiping past the sharp canine teeth, and pulling it out

with a "pop" sound.

The sound was a bit loud, and Mr. Long felt that he was about to suffocate. He didn't care about the things in his bag that hadn't been taken out yet, nor did he care whether it would be exposed. He almost immediately lay down on the side, with one heart. Pretending to be a plant dragon with trepidation →_→

If his wife was awakened by his licking and found out that he was doing something bad to her, he would be really embarrassed.

Mu Wanwan also felt that something was not right. After she withdrew her hand, she felt sticky on her fingers and something seemed to move on the bed. In addition, she was not particularly tired today and did not sleep that deeply, so she slowly opened her eyes

. , as if nothing had happened, and there was silence outside the house.

Maochu and Jizi were both still asleep, and Mr. Long's breathing was even... Eh? Mr. Long's breathing

seemed to be rapid?

Mu Wanwan half-opened the quilt in a daze and raised her still cold hands. She put two fingers together and felt something slippery. She couldn't see clearly in the dark.

Her first reaction was that she drooled in her sleep, but when she touched the pillow, it was dry.

It wasn't her drooling, could it be Mr. Long's? Blood?

Mu Wanwan was awakened at once.

She still remembered Mr. Long's miserable condition before. Whether it was vomiting blood or his tail festering, it was not good.

Mu Wanwan stumbled to her feet and went to light the lamp. She knew that when she got up, Mr. Long, who was lying beside her, was secretly watching her with his spiritual consciousness.

God knows the trembling and fear that rose in his blood when he saw his wife's suspicious fingers.

There was also a bad idea -

if she licked it... No, Long

was about to be defeated by the imagination.

Wanwan turned on the light, and the warm light filled the room.

Mu Wanwan found a towel and wiped her hands clean, and at the same time she breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it was neither blood nor pus, so it should be nothing serious. .

Mengmeng was very surprised by the change in light. She opened her big black eyes and looked at Mu Wanwan in confusion. "Chirp~?"

Mu Wanwan was still a little cold after getting up. She was only wearing a thin top. The thin undergarment was a bit messy, and the collar was pulled down, revealing a nice collarbone. She had long hair and raised her hand to touch her cute head, revealing half of her fair wrist.

Mr. Long was clinging to her . His consciousness was like being burned, and it suddenly shrank back -

he closed his eyes obediently, and this time he didn't dare to do anything.

During the day, the lady fed the dragon well, and placed a new spiritual stone at the bedside. The curse in my body is still as severe but it is not as painful anymore.

It is not as painful as before, where my meridians are torn apart and every movement is like cutting bones.

It was just like being stabbed by countless fine needles.

It was the limit he could bear.

He closed his eyes, and his mind was filled with the image of her just now. His blood gradually heated up, and even some strange The feeling was greater than the pain buried in his body, pushing him up little by little, like a wave, and he was at a loss, shaking his ears.

It was just as exciting as when he took a bath that day.

Mr. Long didn't know that he was blushing now. He was almost unable to face people, and he naively thought that as long as he closed his eyes and didn't move, nothing would be wrong.

This poor dragon had no idea that he had a problem of blushing easily.

Mu Wanwan walked to the bedside, first lifted the bright red wedding quilt, took a look inside, and confirmed that Mr. Long's tail was still fine. The scale near the waist seems to have changed a little, it is slightly higher than usual, it shouldn't be a big deal.

So, the thing on the finger...

Mu Wanwan came up with a not-so-good guess and looked up at Mr. Long's cheek - —

Flushed, with a hint of sparkle on the lips...

Mu Wanwan: "..."

Her face suddenly turned red.

So, she felt something was wrong because she had poked her hand into Mr. Long's mouth. Are you done?

Considering her horrible behavior of kissing Mr. Long and drinking his blood last time, Mu Wanwan felt that she had let herself go again.

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

Both the man and the dragon thought I have done something bad. Although I am still unconscious, the room is filled with an awkward atmosphere...

Mr. Long did not dare to look out of his consciousness. He closed his eyes for a long time before he felt that the strange feeling in his mouth was much relieved. , the unnatural fever in his body gradually cooled down.

He was very frightened. He didn't dare to wake up Mu Wanwan because she was not asleep. The stalemate lasted for a while. Mr. Long was defeated and fell into a deep sleep to recover his consciousness. .

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

Mengmeng, Mengmeng was too sleepy and only woke up for a moment before falling asleep again... After all, it was just A cub chirp!

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

She half-opened her eyes and looked at Maojiu holding the rope of the cloth bag that looked like the Qiankun bag yesterday in its mouth, and rubbing her face desperately with its little head.

Mu Wanwan: "..."

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

But Mengmeng had been trying hard 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 in a humane way and made a high-pitched chirping sound.

Mu Wanwan was silent for a moment, and decided to satisfy her own Maojiu, and took the cloth bag in its mouth. Originally, she just wanted to comfort Mengmeng and touch it twice and then give it back, but this time, the feeling of holding the cloth bag was completely different from yesterday.

She looked at Meng Meng's expectant eyes like black beans, and tentatively input a trace of spiritual power into it. This time, it went smoothly.

This is actually a Qiankun bag!

It is a larger and more advanced Qiankun bag than the one given to her by her uncle, and there are even many things in it.

Mu Wanwan took out all the things in the Qiankun bag -

there were actually three small Qiankun bags nested inside =_=

In addition to the first time, there were also some spiritual stones, elixirs and miscellaneous things. The most eye-catching one was a green jade bracelet.

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

the faint light outside followed the bracelet with few impurities, reflecting a shallow light spot on her cheek.

Very beautiful.

"Chiu..."

Mengmeng was also a little dazed. She couldn't help but smile when she saw Mu Wanwan, and then she tried the bracelet on her hand happily.

The size was very suitable, and it made her fair skin look even more beautiful.

"How can there be so many things?" After the joy, Mu Wanwan calmed down. She looked at Mengmeng's silly hair and felt that something was wrong.

It wasn't long since she rescued Mengmeng, and the hair had always been weak. If she said that the last incident with Fu Liu was controlled by it at the beginning and then it was an accident, Mu Wanwan could still understand it.

But this time, there were so many Qiankun bags, even if Mengmeng was lucky, it was impossible for her to pick up three at once and give them to her.

And yesterday she tried to open the Qiankun bag, which still couldn't be claimed by its owner. Why can it be opened smoothly today? Mengmeng didn't do anything last night. Is it because of Mr. Long's saliva? Is Long's saliva so effective?

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

Mu Wanwan frowned and felt that these guesses were not very reliable.

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

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

After Mu Wanwan finished speaking, she felt that she must be crazy. 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, the 'good friend' who has always been very kind to her, giving her delicious fruits to eat and washing her clothes with fragrance, finally realized the potential danger around her and sought help from the cute (?) Mengmeng!

This is really not easy to mess with, which touched Jiu so much.

Humph, the big bad dragon always bullies Maojiu with coercion when Mengmeng's backer is not around, and pinches the newly grown feathers on its wings. It must be jealous of its furry growth, and it scares and threatens Jiu. Selling him is not a burden to Jiu at all^▽^!

So Maojiu happily rubbed Mu Wanwan's palm and "chirped" twice.

"It still doesn't work." Mu Wanwan was not disappointed, and touched Maojiu's head to encourage and not care.

Who knew, the next second, Meng Meng started to perform in front of her -

waving her little wings, tapping the bracelet on her wrist, chirping twice, and then chirping twice at a plant dragon that she had always seen unconscious, and stepped on his face.

Mu Wanwan: "......?"

"Chi~Chirp!"

Meng Meng jumped repeatedly on the Qiankun bag in front of her and Mr. Long's face for a few times, 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 Meng Meng was saying -

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

The author has something to say: Mr. Long (pretending to sleep peacefully.jpg): "It's okay, I'm still unconscious, my wife won't know, wait until night, then I can do this or that..."