I Married a Disabled Tyrant After Transmigrating

Part 57

When she gathered her things and walked out of the side hall, it was getting dark outside.

Now that the temperature is getting lower and lower, and the sun sets very early, Mu Wanwan thought for a while and went to the study. She wanted to take some pen and paper to record the reasons and experience of these few alchemy failures, as well as some data. So as not to fail again.

She doesn't come to the study very often, but she is no stranger to it...

The study is also very luxurious, a large one, but the valuables are basically taken away. Books are also very valuable in this era, so basically there is nothing left in Mr. Long's study.

The ink and inkstone platforms that Mu Wanwan had found before were all turned over from some corners, and she didn't often clean it here, she would only clean it once or twice a month.

But this time, Mu Wanwan obviously felt that there was something different in the study. Stepping in was like entering a place where something was set up, which made her a little bit unspeakable.

Mu Wanwan just felt something was wrong, but Mr. Long, who was quietly cultivated on the bed, slowly opened his eyes. There was a trace of vigilance and indifference in his black eyes, but that trace of coldness soon entered the circle because of certainty. The lady in the center area disappeared, turning into a trace of helplessness as if she was petting.

Mr. Long's divine sense blessing scattered, so he could only secretly look at her with divine sense while his wife hadn't reached the fourth level and had not cultivated divine sense.

Long outside was paralyzed and his heart was shy and enthusiastic. He set up Mr. Cool, but his divine consciousness completely exposed his nature, like a clingy cat, followed Mu Wanwan from the entrance of the study into the depths of the study.

She seemed to look better than before.

Well, it's really better.

Mr. Long was staring at it, but Mu Wanwan suddenly found a piece of yellowed paper in an inconspicuous place under the table.

She hadn't seen it before when cleaning, so she just picked it up and took a look.

So Mr. Long watched his wife slowly bend down, her slender waist was outlined by the not too heavy clothes, and then she went down...

Mr. Long's consciousness abruptly then took a few steps, turning a corner humanely.

His heart was hot, and he felt a little hot on the tip of his nose.

After holding his face for a while, Mr. Long released his hand, holding a reddish iceberg face, and continued to observe (peek) Madam with a serious expression.

Fortunately, she had picked it up. It was a yellowed parchment, which was curled from the edges.

Mr. Long tried his best to recall the contents of this paper. He has lived for more than a hundred years and has been the leader for several decades. Although he is considered a very, very young dragon among the dragons, he still Have written a lot of things...

Suddenly there was a bad feeling in his heart. Mr. Long nervously watched Mu Wanwan slowly unfolding the parchment.

The moment she saw the writing on the paper clearly, Mu Wanwan's expression was a bit exciting...

This word is simply very... ugly, it means a little compliment.

The characters in this world are far less complicated than traditional characters. With the memory of the original body, Mu Wanwan tried to write it twice. Although it is not particularly beautiful, it is also very neat.

But the words on this piece of paper, how to say, have a little abstract meaning.

She wondered if there was something wrong with her eyes, but she didn't understand it for a long time after looking at it. She frowned slightly, and simply used her hand to cover the content underneath, identifying it word by word.

"I..."

Mu Wanwan worked hard for a long time, and finally recognized the first word.

She read it out softly, but Mr. Long in the bedroom already had an urge to hit the wall.

He was really immature at the time, he knew little about men and women, and there were always people who didn't know where he came from wanting to become a priest with him. He was so annoyed to death that he was learning to write at the time, so he just wrote on parchment. I complained about it.

How come I was seen by my wife! In case she understands...

He is already a waste and disabled dragon, and he can't be suspected again...

He is very contradictory now. On the one hand, he hopes that his wife will hate him best, but he can't help but hope that she can like him more.

Mr. Long pursed his lips and grabbed the quilt nervously.

"Do not..."

"meeting?"

I do not know?

Mu Wanwan stared at it for a long time, and was stuck with the next word alive, so she gave up, looked back, recognized word by word, and finally read it to the end, and even guessed it, and finally distinguished the sentence. Roughly...

The first line is, "I won't X"

The next sentence is, "X actually leads me, I'm still young, huh."