I Married a Disabled Tyrant After Transmigrating

After watching Aunt Hua and Jiu Qing leave, Mu Wanwan quickly put the small box Jiu Qing gave her into the mustard space, feeling a little hot after loading.

A certain dragon wore a white brocade robe and walked towards her with a rather jealous taste...

In fact, he had always been brooding about the incident that Jiu Qing had prevented him from taking Mu Wanwan away, and the phrase "I like her very much" has never been forgotten.

Although he knew in his heart that they couldn't have anything, and that his behavior was really naive, he still couldn't control it.

Mastering Shang Mu Wanwan's hand, Mr. Long felt that his little lady's face was especially red today, and when he looked up at him, he was a little at a loss.

"Madam?" He seemed to feel something in his heart, pressing down the arc of his lips that raised unconsciously, "They're gone."

"Yeah." Mu Wanwan replied, holding him back.

Seeing her hair tossed by the cold wind on her temple, Mr. Long stretched out his hand to help her tidy it up, his voice was warm, "Let's go back and see Yu'er."

"Okay." She met his black eyes and curled her lips.

...

The old father would make some weird things to feed him every day. The big hair ball was much better than before, it was smaller than she looked before, and the breath of life was stronger.

In the days waiting for Mengmeng, apart from dealing with some post-war things, one person and one dragon spent almost all of their time together.

Most of the time, it’s just "cultivation" sitting together...

Her current body is considered to be a spiritual creature. With previous experience, she broke through the third rank smoothly, and even her divine consciousness led some.

but……

"..." Mu Wanwan was rather helplessly perceiving the divine consciousness that wrapped her like a tide, and when he opened his eyes, he could see the forbearance of Mr. Long on the opposite side. After touching her, he immediately pretended to close it. Up.

What about teaching her to cultivate spiritual consciousness?

What kind of an expression do you want to make trouble with this...

His divine consciousness was also sticky and sticky around her weak strands of divine consciousness, and before she couldn't stand it first, the dragon's forehead leaked fine and dense sweat, which slipped down slightly. Eye sockets.

"Mr. Long..." Mu Wanwan was a little dizzy, stood up hard, and sat on his side a little shaky, "I'm a little tired."

Her breath was on her side, and Long did not continue the fake decoration. He suddenly opened his eyes, pulled her close to his arms with his long arms, and retracted his divine consciousness, and kissed her lips restrainedly.

There are still more than ten days.

Patience for more than ten days.

Looking at the end of his domineering start, Mu Wanwan thought he would have a deep kiss or something.

In fact, she has been mentally prepared these days, although most of the time she has been practicing and refining some low-level pill, Long also often goes out, but the two will still sleep together once or twice.

then……

Nothing happened!

Sometimes, I could feel that the dragon was about to be unbearable, but she was also a little embarrassed to take the initiative to say, but the dragon always braked her at the most ambiguous moments, and then used a kind of "re forgive." "How many days have you" looked at her with the eyes of the boss, making her feel a little scared while relieved?

I always feel that something terrible will happen in the future.

Just like now.

With red ears, Mr. Long tweeted her several bites, then picked her up, put her on the bed, took off her shoes and socks, then stuffed the person into the quilt, tucked the corners, and "sleeped."

Mu Wanwan: "..."

She clasped his wrist, "I'm cold."

Long glanced at her several times, swaying from side to side between using magic to warm the room and sleeping next to her.

Mu Wanwan rolled in twice, lifted the quilt, patted, did not speak, just looked at him like that.

After a while, the bed collapsed a little more, Mr. Long embraced her, and the ending tone dragged her pettingly, "Is it warm?"

Mu Wanwan put his head on his chest, "It's better."

She adjusted her posture in his arms, feeling a lot warmer than outside, listening to his unnatural breathing, closed her eyes and slowly fell asleep, whoever asked the dragon to tease her before, she also Call back.

She is asleep, Mr. Long is indeed a little bit distressed, and everything is not right.

Feeling uncomfortable, I want to touch my wife.

Long grievances.

He restrained kissing her on the forehead, until late at night, he barely calmed down, and sighed faintly and helplessly.

hold on.

When he came to the worship hall, he would bite her lip to make a bond with her, and even if she cried, he would definitely not relent.

President Long Ba tried to take Mr. Hao forcibly, thinking viciously, and at the same time softly moved Mu Wanwan to break away from the corner.

...In a blink of an eye, they stayed in Ifa for more than half a month.

Long went out, he was very strong now, shrunk to an inch, and it didn't take a few minutes to travel to various places, Mu Wanwan was too lazy to run, so he stayed in Yifa with Mengmeng.

Her strength returned to 50% of the original level, perhaps because of being a wood spirit body, she cultivated spirit plants much faster than before.

It was another sunny day in Yifa, the outside sunlight gradually fell, and the small room was illuminated orange-red, the medicinal fragrance in the pill furnace was scattered, and Mu Wanwan collected the newly-trained third-order pill in Yu Ping, I wanted to go to Xianqing Pavilion to give Chi Yan the pill first, but when I stepped forward, I heard the sound of "Kacha" and "Kacha".

She thought of something, turned around, and saw that all the flames in the barrier that had become smaller and smaller in recent days had been extinguished, and a crack was split in the middle, revealing a small milky white phoenix egg inside.

It's Mengmeng.

Mu Wanwan immediately stopped, put the jade bottle away, and walked to the phoenix egg...

There is still a thin layer of floating fire all over Mengmeng, and Mu Wanwan stretched out his hand, a little afraid to touch it.

"Don't touch it." A slightly anxious voice came from behind, and Mu Wanwan made a heavy hand, and was dragged behind by Mr. Long who hurried back.

She hadn't fully adapted to this person's supernatural appearance, and then said, "What's the matter?"

Mr. Long took a close look at her hand, and then softly lowered his eyebrows to make sure that there was nothing wrong. "Your body is very fragile. You can't touch these flames."

After speaking, he walked to the phoenix egg, and the big palm picked up the phoenix egg, which was not much bigger than a watermelon, without any burn marks on his slender and white fingers.

Mu Wanwan: "..."

Looking at her with a somewhat difficult expression, Mr. Long explained, "My body is strong and there will be nothing wrong."

Mu Wanwan: "..."

She decided to skip the question, "When will Mengmeng be hatched?"

Mr. Long touched the smooth phoenix egg with the other hand, "If you are lucky, it will take a few months."

When his voice fell, he felt his son moved. The dark pupils happily lit up little stars, and his brows were smiling, and he looked at Mu Wanwan, "Mengyu moved."

It was the first time that Mu Wanwan saw the obvious joy of this dragon. She looked at the egg in his hand, the lemon, and she wanted to touch Mengmeng too!

These days, every time she thinks that Mengmeng thought she was dying, she stood in front of her, almost being bitten off by half of her body, calling her mother, she felt sad.

Fortunately, Long is a careful man, with her name on the tip of his tongue, and she pronounced it extremely, "Madam, do you want to touch Mengyu?"

Mu Wanwan nodded vigorously, and saw the dragon bend his cold eyebrows, covering the phoenix egg with a shallow light film, carefully dragging it into her arms.

Mu Wanwan stretched out his hand and touched it. The surface was very smooth, and occasionally he could detect a slight tremor, it was a living phoenix egg.

It's cute and cute.

...

Mengmeng succeeded in nirvana, most of the medicines were refined, and the day of their wedding was approaching, they didn't stay in the city of Yifa anymore, and found Chi Yan to bid farewell before leaving.

Chi Yan is a deserted person, and there are no monsters at ordinary times, but she is also happy, but in the past few months, she has adapted to some days with friends, and occasionally goes to the city market with Mu Wanwan or goes to other places. Wandering around the place, now they are leaving, but they are very unwilling to give up.

But she watched Mu Wanwan carefully wrap the little pink brocade quilt on the big white phoenix egg, still couldn't help but said, "I remember Mengmeng is not a little girl, right?"

Mr. Long on one side glanced at Chi Yan indifferently, as if he didn't think there was anything wrong with Mengmeng's pink silk quilt.

Mu Wan bent tightly on the cute little quilt, with a natural expression, "Yes."

Chi Yan: "..."

It's horrible, Wanwan is poisoned, and now the aesthetics has become strange. I don't think there is a problem with the pink silk with precious stones.

Chi Yan thought for a while, and simply stuffed two more sets of dresses in the Qiankun bag that she had prepared to give to Mu Wanwan, and handed them to her, "Really don't consider being my junior sister?"

Mu Wanwan didn't refuse Chi Yan's small gift, and smiled at her, "Forget it."

Not long after reincarnation, Mu Wanwan saw the leader of the Special Life Alliance. It was a very cute old man who helped them a lot. After seeing her, she expressed the idea of ​​wanting her to be a teacher.

But he hoped to bring Mu Wanwan with him for a period of time, which may take thirty to fifty years.

Since seeing the leader, the dragon has been silent.

He knew that they owed him great favors.

And to the wife, it is only good for the wife. Although he is very strong, he masters the skills of how to use the dragon’s tail and how to use the dragon’s horns. He has a little knowledge of alchemy, but he doesn’t know much, so he can’t match the leader. .

and so……

He wants to let her choose, he can wait.

What is thirty or fifty years.

He can wait even for three lives and five lives.

When Mu Wan was in the apprenticeship, he stood quietly and lonely in the corner and looked at her quietly.

He thought maybe they were going to separate.

So when Mu Wanwan walked to him, took his arm, and said with a smile that he was just a registered disciple of the leader, and didn't need to follow him back to the special life alliance, he still lost his eyes with red eyes.

that is really good.

He knew that he was losing the dragon, but he still couldn't help it. In front of the leader who had helped them many but unfortunately lost the direct disciple, he kissed her, but the leader was **** off.

Thinking of this, Mu Wanwan still wanted to laugh, "After the big wedding, we will visit Master."

Mr. Long gently put his hand on her shoulder, "Be tired, I'll hold it."

Chi Yan couldn't bear it anymore, waved his hand, and raised his lips, "Let's go, let's go, hurry up."

She really didn't want to see these two people show their affection.

Mu Wanwan waved at her, and disappeared into Chi Yan's sight in the next instant.

Chi Yan didn't continue to laugh, raised his head and glanced at the sky that was filled with clouds for a while, and gave a helpless tusk.

"I knew it."

There will always be sunny days in Yifa City, purely because of the dragon, and he doesn't want his wife to face the gray sky all the time.

He exchanged so many good things from himself, and he often changed back to appearing on Mu Wanwan the next day.

But he never said that it was really awkward.

The snowflakes fell, Chi Yan didn't think about them anymore, and turned around and entered the Xianqing Pavilion.

...

Mu Wanwan soon followed Mr. Long to the "new home".

She originally thought it would belong to the Dragon Capital, but when she opened her eyes, she saw the small island that was almost completely transformed.

The original small wooden house was replaced and turned into a large courtyard, which is many times larger than the previous mansion. The carvings are also very careful and look very new. The style is different from those in the capital. There are many layers. It has a modern feel.

"I'm at the new home." Mr. Long said softly in her ear.

Mu Wanwan was a little touched, so the dragon occasionally disappeared for a long time before, did he run here to build a house?

And she really didn't want to say that the big red lanterns hanging outside and the "囍" nearly all over the wall were really a bit ugly.