Mu Wanwan saw Mr. Long's long black hair floating in the waves, marking different shades, and his handsome pale face, but it looked like a very delicate and delicate beauty dragon.
As he moved closer, Mu Wanwan saw that there were still some inconspicuous scales floating on his body. When he passed the mottled light spot, it reflected beautiful colors.
This should be a very beautiful picture-
She saw Mr. Long's slightly deep brows and bows filled with light and strong joy, and her eyes were like golden stars. He stretched out her long arms towards her, and moved gracefully across the deep sea, like a fairy tale. The mermaid prince wants to take her into his arms.
Mu Wanwan couldn't help but stretched her hand on the light curtain, and some anticipation sent out in her heart, her heart beating a little faster, waiting for this awkward dragon to meet her again in a very romantic encounter.
Then she saw with anticipation, the dragon, not knowing what she had thought of, her body stiffened for a moment, quietly glanced at her with her dark eyebrows, and missing some of the dragon's tail, she swam again and left.
Mu Wanwan: "..."
Mu Wanwan: "???
She withdrew her hand expressionlessly, stood at the hole and waited for a moment before seeing Mr. Long again.
He has not changed much from the previous one, except that he wore a piece of clothing, a very long one, covering half of his tail →_→
This time he still came to her in a very romantic way of playing, but Mu Wanwan felt that there was no fluctuation in his heart. At such a romantic moment, this dragon was thinking that he could not appear in front of her alone?
Mu Wanwan couldn't help crying and laughing, and saw a dragon breaking through the light curtain, and turned back to her figure before her. The robe just covered the part below his knee. It was firm and firm, exposing its strong calf and big feet.
His hair was wet, his forehead was attached to his cheeks, his face was pale, his thin lips were pursed, and he looked cold.
"Wake up?" The slightly hoarse voice in the empty cave, with a trace of echo, but the tail was obviously slightly raised, betraying the fact that he was in a good mood.
"Huh." Mu Wanwan responded, glancing at him, and lowered her head slightly embarrassedly--
This dragon.
This dress is not as good as being naked.
She just accidentally swept it, and felt that all the romance that had just disappeared had become a sultry ambiguity.
The dark blue robe was attached to his body and outlined the beautiful abdominal muscles and lines that she had seen fruitlessly more than she had seen. The water drops slipped from his delicate chin and slid all the way down the throat to half open. In a half-chest shirt.
The fist clenched slightly, and Mu Wan bent back two steps subconsciously--
Why was this dragon so foul suddenly?
"Uncomfortable?" Mr. Long narrowed his long and narrow eyes, hiding the indifferent intention of killing the Golden Dragon clan, and his voice was a little cold.
"Ah..." Mu Wan shook his head and his long sleeves hurriedly swung, "No."
She felt that the dragon's aura seemed to have changed. Before that dragon, she bit her lip and cheered herself up in the bottom of her heart. Before Mr. Long came back, she said she wanted to show her courage as an adult. , Why is it so shameful now.
Mr. Long took a step forward in peace, and Mu Wanwan backed away two more points, until his back came into contact with the slightly cold stone wall.
She was awake for a while, thinking that the temperature is still a bit cold, and Mr. Long is still wet...
Mu Wanwan quickly pulled out a handkerchief from the mustard space and handed it to him, "Quick wipe."
"Well." Mr. Long took the veil and touched the back of her hand with the water-soaked palm, leaving a wet trace of ambiguity.
She seemed to be scalded and her hand was retracted. Mr. Long wasn't much better, his ears were quietly red, so he rubbed the drops of water on his face calmly.
In the past few days when his wife was asleep, he acknowledged the voice order and fled for a long time before finally finding a safer place, near the abyss, with many dark creatures, which is a place unwilling to come.
Every time she saw her face pale and her eyes closed with no vitality in her arms, he could not restrain the murderous intention in her heart.
After she came to him, the near-convergence of darkness almost exploded in the past few days, as if his world had returned to a dead darkness.
Even, he thought, if she had an accident, then he could drag the entire continent to destroy together, which was the best thing he had done in Longsheng more than a hundred years ago.
Fortunately, she is fine.
Mr. Long endured the throbbing of his heart, carefully concealing those terrible thoughts, but just wiped the water-soaked hair quietly as she hoped.
Mu Wanwan bit her lip and wanted to come forward to kiss him. But he touched Mr. Long's neck with moisture lines, but he still counseled _(:з」∠)_
Although, although this dragon seems to be really tempting and confusing her.
Mu Wanwan touched his face and took two clothes from the mustard space and handed it to a dragon. "You change clothes first, I'll wait for you inside."
Hearing her words, Mr. Long shyly dodged his eyes at Shangmuwan, and his heart was tight. Seeing her so shy, a handsome face also turned red.
He subconsciously stretched his hand to hold her wrist, her eyelashes rustled, but two soft and soft brushes, his voice came down, his tone slightly aggrieved, "Don't go."
Mu Wanwan's heart softened at once, and she looked up at his pale cheeks, "Then, then I'll carry it over, you change quickly."
Lips pursed, the temperature of a dragon gradually rose.
Is it fair to eat tofu to change clothes behind my wife?
The dragon is also a little dizzy. He remembers that the dragons said before that as an adult dragon, sometimes it takes initiative.
Although he has a lot of things to learn, it is not suitable to do some shame with his wife in such an environment, but, just kiss. Should he kiss the courage that an adult dragon should have?
In the slightly empty cave, the cloth rubs out a murky voice, and Mu Wanwan feels that he has been waiting for nearly half a century, and the voice behind him gradually calms down.
Should it be alright?
Mu Wanwan reached out and pressed the heat spread out on the surface. Before he recovered, he felt that his wrist was buckled. A cold breath attached to her spine. Yu Guang glanced at the dragon's beautiful ankles and ears. Spreading hot breath.
"lady."
Mr. Long thought softly, as if he had exhausted the courage of an adult dragon, and he suffocated a word for a long time, "Kiss."
His bald ears shook uncontrollably, and a handsome face turned red.
No matter how much he thought about possession in his heart, he still acted like a naive braised dragon in action. Even if he took the initiative, he was about to spontaneously ignite.
Mu Wanwan turned around to meet his ink-like eyes and light-colored lips. Without any hesitation, she felt a fire in her heart. She rarely wanted to be overbearing. In the face of Jiaolong's request, the dragon kissed him. gosh.
Determined, Mu Wanwan clasped Mr. Long's wrist with his backhand, carefully pressed his chest with one hand, pressed the dragon to the corner of the wall, closed his eyes on tiptoe, waved the clouds, and kissed him.
just......
The touch feels a bit wrong?
Muwan crouched and landed quickly. There was a low smile in her ear. She opened her eyes feeling uncomfortable. She saw Mr. Long, who was paralyzed with a face as if she had not smiled, and her thumb crossed a little red. Chin.
Mu Wanwan: "..."
She lowered her head, and all of a sudden she wanted to dig a hole and drill in. Her cheeks were so hot that she was about to be embarrassed and cry.
The cool palm lifted her cheek, and Mr. Long shook his ears and bent down, learning her appearance, twitching hard on her forehead before turning her head slightly, "Here I am."
He comforted her awkwardly, not warmly.
Mu Wanwan smiled a little, no longer twitching, and gently put his head against his chest, "Mr. Long."
"Ok."
"Mr. Long."
"in."
"Mr. Long."
"Ok?"
"you are so nice."
"Uh...gt;lt;"
It took a long time for one person to be crooked before returning to the depths of the cave.
Mengmeng was very obedient and jumped around on the ground, a lot of hair fell off.
Mu Wanwan picked up Dafei Jiu and put it on the table, rubbing its head. The dragon, who was consciously neglected behind him, stretched out his long arm and took the bag that he had been carrying to her in front of her. .
"What is this?" Mu Wanwan was a little curious, and just opened it, and an indescribable smell permeated--
It's not smelly, but it's not fragrant. It's wonderful to be mixed together.
She adjusted for two seconds before looking inside. It was a cluster of translucent green things, huddled together, and the long and ugly, she took it, and the thing moved.
Mu Wanwan's scalp looked numb, and his face was white. He almost didn't drop a bag on the ground.
Mr. Long thought her face was not good-looking, and took the small bag back, "It's a tonic."
"You eat very well."
Mu Wanwan shivered and shrank, "I, I will take the Elixir."
When her words fell, she felt that Mr. Long was a little silent, and her ears came out a little, and she thought that if he had been looking for "tonics" for a long time, he would be a little unhappy if he did not eat, and he quickly changed his mouth. "Me, I can eat... is it delicious?"
But after she finished speaking, Mr. Long's ears hung down more seriously.
"Is it very tasty?" Mu Wanwan tentatively asked.
"Gone."
Mu Wanwan was silent for a moment. She remembered that when she waited for Mr. Long to come back last time, she made a lot of it. Except for Zong Shu and Jiu Qing, there should be a lot left, and Mr. Long also brought a lot back.
"I," Mr. Long blamed himself, "finished."
Mu Wanwan: "..."
She looked at his drooping ears. This big dragon overlapped with the little dragon. It was obviously strong once, but now it still needs to worry about the medicine and food.
The difference is that this time, she finally will not be so weak, and finally no longer a spectator of his world.
In the same predicament, she can stand beside him, together with hunger, cold, and escape, and if it is unfortunate, together with annihilation and death.
"It can still be practiced." Mu Wanwan whispered softly, showing a smile, "I can practice a lot."
She said, before waiting for Mr. Long to speak, she saw the voice on the side lit up.
Her heart tightened abruptly, and she looked nervously at Mr. Long, whose face also sank.
They should be safe now?