In the end, Mu Wanwan joined Mao Jiu and Long to rub together. I don't know what kind of tit Mao Jiu is. He seems to like water very much. happy.
Because he wanted to take care of it, Mu Wanwan didn't brush Mr. Long's scales. After completing the simple cleaning, he let Long soak in the bucket by himself, dry the hair with a handkerchief first, and stuff it into his special place. cot.
In order to prevent Mengmeng from running around, Mu Wanwan tied its claws this time.
"啾~!" Mengmeng called out half-excitedly, lying comfortably on the small cushion, it turned into a fragrant little Chiu again, congratulations.
Mu Wanwan rubbed his aching shoulders, sighed, and walked to the edge of the wooden barrel, ready to get the dragon up.
She took a large piece of handkerchief and wiped Mr. Long's hair first until it was half dry. The water in the wooden bucket was also a little cold. Mu Wanwan put away the mattress on the bed and prepared a piece before laying it on. Nice big towel.
It was more difficult to get the plant dragon out than to get it in. With the help of Mr. Long who was "in a coma", Mu Wanwan successfully carried the person out.
She hugged his waist and moved to the bed with difficulty. Because of his height, his tail was inevitably dragged on the ground.
But Mr. Long didn't feel anything. He now felt that he could only feel the whole body leaning on his wife's back and her waist.
It's still the same, crispy, numb, feeling like a dragon.
"It's so heavy..." Mu Wanwan hugged the dragon, only to feel that her waist was about to break, she walked towards the bed with small steps, and all the water on her body was covered by a certain dragon.
Mr. Long listened to her slight gasp in his ear, and the whole dragon couldn't stand it.
But he seems to be really too heavy, and the lady is working very hard.
Mr. Long was a little reluctant, so he quietly cast a spell on himself.
Where did Mu Wanwan think that the dragon in her arms was much lighter all of a sudden, and she still maintained her previous strength, plus there was a lot of water on the ground, she couldn't control it all at once, and she fell on the bed even with the dragon.
Mr. Long's back hit the jade bed, making a "bang" sound.
But he didn't feel the pain because of his thick skin and flesh. He only felt that her body temperature was soft and soft on him through the half-wet clothes.
Mu Wanwan was lying on Mr. Long's chest, and his cheeks directly touched his skin. Because he was holding his waist before, the whole body was attached to him.
Mr. Long, who should have felt what he should not have felt, felt it.
Mr. Long's face turned red all of a sudden.
He didn't dare to move the whole dragon at all, for fear that he would do something bad.
Mr. Long is almost familiar, and Mu Wanwan's feeling is not very good.
Her hand hurt a little from being smashed, her thigh was against his tail, his scales were very hard, and the sudden slip just now made her feel that her leg was rubbed and lost consciousness.
She hurriedly got up from Mr. Long, supporting his abdominal muscles with her hands, and she didn't care that the lonely dragon and widow daughter could not kiss her, she crawled to the side and inhaled in pain.
Listening to her painful gasping sound, Mr. Long recovered from the indescribable touch, released his consciousness, and saw her bowing her head, shaking her smashed hands, and touched the torn clothes. Guilt.
Although he didn't do it on purpose, it did make her hurt.
Mr. Long's eyelashes trembled, and he was extremely remorseful—
He should be careful.
Mu Wanwan didn't think about it that much. After a while of pain, she felt better. She rubbed the dragon dry and started cleaning up. It took a long time for her to finish everything.
…
The weather for the next two days was not bad. Although the temperature dropped, luckily there was no snow. Mu Wanwan counted the days and went out with the spiritual plants and embroidery that he had saved over the past ten days.
She went out very early, the sky was gray, and there was no one watching outside the palace.
Mu Wanwan went all the way to the side hall where the servant lived, and then he found Hongye.
She was a little different from the last time she was behind Fuliu, her eyes were a little darker, and she was more energetic.
Seeing Mu Wanwan coming over, Hongye hesitated to speak, winked at her, and trotted all the way to bring the ox cart.
Mu Wanwan guessed that she had something to say, and waited until the bullock cart left the enchantment of the mansion and reached a place with few people on the road before Hongye spoke mysteriously.
"Madam, did you move your hand?"
Mu Wanwan was stunned for a moment, and her heart moved, guessing that what she was about to say must be related to Fu Liu's gaffe last time, but she still didn't show it on her face, she only said, "What?"
Hongye said, "Last time we didn't go to send you a monthly case, and it's not normal for Fu Liu to come back."
"She actually ran to the edge of the forbidden area, and when Master Ao Xue came back from her practice, she threatened that Master Ao Xue was the little white face of the Qinglong family and had no strength. It was because she had an affair with Master Ao Qin that she got a place to practice in the forbidden area."
"Master Ao Xue has a bad temper. He turned into a dragon and devoured people on the spot."
Hongye shuddered as she said, "It's too cruel, just what happened yesterday."
Mu Wanwan also had a little palpitations when she heard it. She also wondered why the weather was fine yesterday, but it suddenly became dark and rained for a while in the evening. It turned out that it wasn't a shower, but someone turned into a dragon.
A lot of thoughts flashed in my heart, Mu Wanwan cooperated and said fearfully, "Swallow it directly? It's too cruel. Did Fuliu offend someone and be tricked."
After listening to her tone, Hongye believed that Mu Wanwan did not do it. After all, she could feel that this lady was really a waste. If she really had the ability to drive people, she would not have been bullied by Bai Shuiyao before. He won't be bullied by Fu Liu for so long.
I am afraid…
Fu Liu was really killed.
"Maybe." Hongye told Mu Wanwan about what happened to Fuliu again. The two of them talked all the way, and soon reached the market.
After saying goodbye to Hongye, who was feeding the cows as usual, Mu Wanwan paid the entrance fee and went straight to Uncle Zong's shop.
The door of the shop was ajar, and Uncle Zong was waiting in the shop. Even Yuner was wearing thick clothes and taking a nap behind the counter.
"Girl, here we come." Uncle Zong smiled and pushed his partner, "Yun'er, girl is here."
Hearing his voice, Aunt Yun also opened her eyes and greeted Mu Wanwan with a smile, while Uncle Zong stood up from behind the counter and closed the shop door.
"Uncle Zong, Aunt Yun." Mu Wanwan guessed that they were waiting for him, put down the back basket, there was no ink, and took out the prepared second-order green star grass and Baizhen fruit.
"well!"
Uncle Zong looked a little excited, and even said a few good words, his eyes were full of gratitude.
Mu Wanwan touched the curtain cap, "Uncle Zong, look..."
Uncle Zong laughed, "Of course I won't lose you."
"But girl, uncle has something to tell you." Uncle Zong's face became solemn, "Didn't I tell you before that I was going to participate in the auction?"
The author has something to say: Mr. Long: "I made her hurt QAQ"