In the end, Mu Wanwan decided to boil more water and give Mr. Long a bath.
The room is big enough to fit the barrel, but it might be a little troublesome to get it out, but it should be more convenient than taking Mr. Long to the side hall
Mu Wanwan thought about it and looked at Mr. Long's tail. She felt that she might not be able to carry her back. Even if her back moved, Mr. Long's tail would probably be dragged on the ground, so it would be better to get water in.
Now his tail is about the same size, and it has been a long time since he bleeds again, although there is a little less flesh and the tip of the tail is gone. But the top layer of shallow new translucent scales, soft.
On the long tail of the dragon, there are some withered yellow scales, and the mermaid line can be clearly seen. There are some light-colored golden scales on the waist, which has a very seductive sense of temptation.
Mu Wanwan was a little embarrassed, but when his eyes touched Mr. Long's pure white underwear, the indescribable object that was pulled by the chicken cub instantly disappeared.
Alas!
She glanced at the cute but dirty little chick with disgust, and hurriedly went to the kitchen to boil hot water and prepared things for bathing.
It was the first time for her to bathe a dragon. According to previous experience, Mr. Long's scales would be hard in some places...
Mu Wanwan thought about it, but still took the brush that she bought before and had no time to use →_→
She was a little nervous!
It's not just that she is nervous, a certain dragon is more nervous than her, just thinking about what might happen later makes him feel so irritating~ exciting~
Even with the thought that Mengmeng's Mao Jiu is so cute, he actually took the chicks to jump around him, and Long felt that he was not angry at all!
She waited for a while with red-faced ears, and she released her consciousness. While watching Mengmeng in the corner who was a little uncomfortable and struggling with the chicks, she admired the rare embarrassing time of a certain tweet, and looked forward to the intimacy with her later. Contact, Mr. Long is in a particularly good mood.
Although it's shy, this should be something that couples must do, right? She is already married to him, has slept in the same bed with him, and has a token of love (dragon horn purse). If she bathes him again, it means that she promises to give birth (?) to a little dragon cub with him!
Mr. Long's heart was beating very fast, and while spurning his shameless act of pretending to be asleep, he secretly looked forward to it.
But soon, the consciousness detected that a few people were gradually approaching the yard, Mr. Long calmed down immediately, and a sneer overflowed from his lips—
Before, he was in a coma and was powerless to deal with the servants who came to find fault with his wife. Now, he is better. Although he can't deal with Ao Qin and the dragon guards, it is more than enough to deal with these female streamers who want to bully his wife.
Now there are some spirit stones at home, enough to deal with them.
On Mr. Long's side, he was thinking darkly about how to make the maids who bullied his wife unlucky later. Mu Wanwan, who was boiling water in the kitchen, had a fast heartbeat. She carried the bucket to the room, and just put down the things for washing, There was a knock on the courtyard door.
Mu Wanwan's heart suddenly rose, and several bad thoughts flashed in her mind. She even thought about whether Ao Qin came to trouble them. Her voice was a little trembling, and she quickly took a large piece of it. Pazi covered Lingji and Mengmeng, "Mengmeng, don't make a sound."
The knock on the door outside was a little more urgent, mixed with the voice of Fu Liu, "Ma'am, it's me."
Mu Wanwan breathed a sigh of relief, her mouth answered, and she quickly put a few pots of Lingzhi that had not been retrieved from the yard into the Qiankun bag, although her Qiankun bag was very low-level and could not be stored. A living creature, but there should be no problem with the spiritual plant being left for a few hours.
Mu Wanwan closed the door of the room, ran to the front of the courtyard, opened the door, and saw Fu Liu and Hong Ye standing in front of the door.
"Madam, what are you doing, why haven't you opened the door for so long?"
Fuliu frowned, her face full of displeasure, Hongye stood beside her and winked friendly towards Mu Wanwan, it didn't look like she was here to find fault.
Mu Wanwan understands that the situation is stronger than people, and it is best to bow his head, "I was in the kitchen just now, sorry."
Fuliu snorted, seeing that she was wearing cheap cotton clothes, her black hair had no ornaments, and her feet were still cloth shoes, she raised her eyebrows, "Madam is doing something delicious, eating three The meat of the rank demon cow is still stewing the soup of the fourth rank pigeon?"
Her tone was sarcastic, mocking Mu Wanwan's poverty everywhere.
It is also like a knife stuck in Mr. Long's heart.
His consciousness spread, and he could fully see that the fire maid who was trembling and trembling in front of him was extremely docile and winked. She changed her body, dressed in clothes ten times better than his wife's, and mocked his wife's diet arrogantly.
Guilt mixed with regret, like the pain of a needle stick.
He regretted so much. At the beginning, he only wanted to cultivate and never cared about these things.
He made a mistake, and now he wants her to pay for it.
Mu Wanwan was not in the room, and Mr. Long didn't hide it any more. He sat up halfway, his eyes lowered slightly, his dark eyelashes concealed the pain in his eyes, his thin lips were pursed, and the cursed lines on his face were more sinister than usual.
"啾..." Mengmeng keenly felt the pressure in the room, and screamed uneasy. The other three chickens were even more frightened and crowded into a ball, as if they were strangled by their necks, and could not make a sound at all.
Mr. Long's long arm picked up a middle-grade spirit stone placed by the pillow, and his eyes were gentle for a moment—
This is what she gave him, what she earned for him.
…
At the gate of the courtyard, only the second-tier strength Fuliu didn't notice that Mr. Long's consciousness had already spread behind her, staring at her coldly, mixed with killing intent.
She laughed happily, "Madam, you can't do it like this. How can you eat such expensive food? Your Majesty is so crippled, you can't be so wasteful."
"Just cooking something for mortals to eat." Hearing her mention Mr. Long, the smile on Mu Wanwan's lips disappeared, and she just said coldly.
"Haha." Fuliu pursed her lips and chuckled, the disdain in her eyes was about to overflow, so she could only find some sense of existence in Mu Wanwan.
Even though she seems to be very powerful on Muwanwan's side, in fact, looking at the entire Longfu, she is nothing at all. When Mu Wanwan was just married, Ao Qin would come over from time to time to ask questions, so she didn't dare to be too condescending to Mu Wanwan, after all, it would be bad if she sued Mrs. Ao Qin.
The same thing happened to Bai Shuiyao last time, but during this time, Lord Ao Qin hardly asked anything about the yard. Her sense of presence in Lord Ao Qin became weaker, and her status in front of the other servant leaders in the house also increased. come lower.
Originally, everyone looked at strength, but she was not strong. But during this period of time, she had been courteous all the time, and suddenly returned to the past, Fuliu felt very unhappy, she was unhappy, and she didn't want to make Mu Wanwan happy.
This time, according to the rules, I'm here to send a monthly example.
Fuliu's eyes flickered, "Madam, don't be so indifferent, I'm here to give you a monthly report."
Mu Wanwan was not so angry when she heard the monthly case. After counting the days, it should be the next monthly case. She smiled at Fuliu, "Thank you."
Fuliu was very happy, she took out a small cloth bag from her pocket, it looked heavy, she reached out to hand it to Mu Wanwan, and Mu Wanwan also reached out and took it.
But the next moment, when Fu Liu's hand was tilted, the small cloth bag rolled sideways and fell to the ground. She didn't tie the pocket tightly, and all the silver and copper coins in it fell on Mu Wan's feet and rolled all over the ground.
Mu Wanwan suddenly raised his eyes to look at her, and Fu Liu had a bright smile in his eyes, "Ah, ma'am, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."
Rao was Hongye, who didn't want to help, and she felt that Fu Liu was going too far when she saw this scene. She knew that Madam's monthly example was one middle-grade spirit stone, three low-grade spirit stones, and some coins.
She originally thought that Fu Liu would swallow some low-grade spirit stones at most, but she did not expect that she would do such a feat.
"Madam, I'll help you pick it up." Although she felt that Fu Liu's actions were inappropriate, Hongye still didn't help Mu Wanwan to speak, but just bent down and helped Mu Wanwan pick up the copper coins.
Mu Wanwan clenched his fist, looked at the coins scattered all over the ground, and Fu Liu's expression, really wanted to fight back.
But she still has dragons and Mao Jiu, so she can't be impulsive.
"Thank you." She forced the thank you out of her throat, "Now you can go."
She really wanted to beat this nasty maid and slap the money in her face.
Too bad she can't.
Mr. Long's consciousness gently surrounded his wife's side, and gently touched her cheek as if to comfort her.
Madam can't do anything to Fuliu, he can.
"But ma'am, you haven't picked up the money yet..."
Halfway through Fuliu's words, he suddenly felt dizzy, as if something was choking his throat, and the second half of the sentence "What if I didn't receive it?" was stuck in his throat, and he knelt on the ground uncontrollably. , Soberly, he picked up all the coins scattered on the ground under the somewhat surprised eyes of Mu Wanwan and Hongye, then took out two middle-grade spirit stones from his pocket, and handed them to Mu Wanwan in a small cloth bag. inside.
"Sister Fuliu?" Hongye was extremely shocked, and before she could react, she saw Fuliu, who had just given out the spirit stone, bow to Mu Wan.
"This is Madam's monthly example." The voice floated out uncontrollably, and Fuliu was sick to death, watching his hand slap him several times uncontrollably, "I'll step back first."
Before Hongye could react, her whole person was sluggish, she glanced at Mu Wanwan at a loss, only responded with a sound, and trotted along with Fuliu all the way.
Mu Wanwan looked at Fuliu's stiffly leaving limb, and at the spirit stone in his hand, feeling a little stupid.
Why did Fuliu suddenly change? Could it be that he was in the middle of evil
No, why did you suddenly fall into evil? Is there someone protecting her
Is it Mr. Long
No, not right.
Mr. Long is still in a coma. According to the original plot, he can't do anything now.
The last time Mengmeng fiercely pecked out the plants on her neck suddenly flashed in his mind, Mu Wanwan suddenly realized, could it be that Mengmeng is not an ordinary tit, but a big guy Mao Jiucheng
Can you control human movements
There was a bit of confusion in his mind, but Mu Wanwan couldn't help laughing out loud, no matter who it was, there was no ill will towards her, and...
Really cool!
Fuliu slapped herself a few slaps, and Mu Wanwan saw that there were slap marks all over her face, and the corners of her mouth were bleeding, which was very refreshing.
The author has something to say: Mu Wanwan: "Mengmeng, thank you, you must have slapped me back."
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Mr. Long: "???"