Mengmeng was still jumping horizontally, but Mu Wanwan was a little dazed. She subconsciously touched her wet fingers yesterday, and the warm feeling in the dream seemed to be still there. Mr. Dalong beside him.
If Mr. Long is awake, then...
Mu Wanwan suddenly felt that her fingers were scalded, and climbed up like running away.
She didn't boil hot water today, she just washed her face several times with cold water, and then gradually calmed down, her heart beating fast—
If Mr. Long is awake, if the Qiankun bag is sent by Mr. Long.
Why doesn't he talk to himself
Mu Wanwan looked at the sapphire bracelet with water droplets on his wrist, which became more and more crystal clear, and his mood was very complicated.
Not to mention particularly happy, even after the shock and shyness, there was a trace of confusion and fear—
In the original plot, he would not wake up until three years later.
Even if the spiritual plant I cultivated has the effect of dispelling the curse, I have been working hard to raise dragons these days, but it has only been two months, and it is too fast to wake up.
Moreover, she can't guarantee what kind of dragon Mr. Long is.
The book said he was cruel, and people outside said he had a bad temper. Even if she saw his miserable side and his childhood experiences, she couldn't completely reverse the hidden trace of her fear of him.
The cold wind slid across the cold water-soaked skin, and Mu Wanwan shivered firmly.
She is now his nominal wife, but she doesn't know if Mr. Long knew he was married when he was in a coma. If he doesn't know, he doesn't like people approaching him, and if he suspects that she is from Ao Qin's side, she will be cold.
If you know, in case, in case he wants to fulfill his marital obligations, or if he has a bad temper and domestic violence, she will be cold too (╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻
Best, best, don't wake up yet.
She didn't know how to face Mr. Long who woke up. Wouldn't it be embarrassing to look at each other...
Although Mu Wanwan thought this way, he seemed to have forgotten that his purpose all along was to make Mr. Long wake up earlier, return to freedom as soon as possible, and live his own life.
She patted her face and started thinking about what she would do if the dragon really woke up.
If Mr. Long really woke up, it is estimated that he did what happened to Fu Liu last time, and this time he also gave it.
As for why he didn't tell himself, either it was not long since he woke up, and it was too late to talk; or it was because he was important to him, and there was no need to tell himself that the reason why he gave things was because he did it smoothly.
In fact, Mu Wanwan knew very well, and it was estimated that there were two reasons. She was not sure whether Mr. Long was really awake. Combined with the anomalies in the previous two nights, if he would wake up, it would be at night.
There was a dull pain in my heart, I don't know if it was because he didn't tell him when he woke up, or because Mr. Long didn't care about his facts.
Mu Wanwan was a little angry, and even wanted to pour a bucket of cold water to wake the dragon from start to finish.
But she didn't directly rub the dragon with cold water. She went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast and boiled hot water, and went back to the room to wash Mr. Long.
He looks the same as the plant dragon in her memory, except that his lips are not as dry and cracked as the first time he saw them, the bruises have subsided, the broken horns are still hideous, and the handsome face is pale.
Mengmeng was tired of dancing, and lay beside Mr. Long's hairy ear, and she tweeted her welcome when she came in.
Mu Wanwan held the wrung veil and wiped Mr. Long's face as usual. Her fingers touched his soft cheeks through the veil, and the sapphire bracelet on her wrist was dazzling, and she suddenly stopped.
Removing the veil, Mu Wanwan looked at Mr. Long's wicked face, and for the first time clearly realized—
The dragon lying on the bed is her nominal husband.
And the bracelet in her hand was given to her by her husband.
There was a strange feeling in her heart that she didn't know how to describe. Mu Wanwan wanted to say something, but it got stuck in her throat. She was disappointed, sad, looking forward and fearful, and she couldn't stay in the room for a second. stay.
Mengmeng noticed her abnormality, and pecked Mr. Long's hairy ears for her as if out of anger, and bitten a few times, only to lose a few hairs.
"Okay, Mengmeng." Mu Wanwan was a little dumbfounded, only to realize that his voice was hoarse.
She was a little embarrassed, holding Mao Jiu, holding the seeds, glanced at the occasional sunshine outside, and decided that even if it was cold today, she would still work outside.
…
Mu Wanwan held the medicine pill formula, and was stunned for a while, before driving Mr. Long out of his head.
After thinking for a moment, she decided to try to make Ningxue Dan first. After all, in terms of price, Ningxue Dan was higher than Huiling Dan.
She wants to give it a try. If she can refine it, she will first spend her time refining the Ningxue Pill. If it fails, she will try to return to the Spirit Pill.
Bell grass and dredging flowers are a must, and then there is the second-order spiritual plant Ningxue.
The bell grass is a kind of lavender grass that looks like a bell. It is not big, but it is not so easy to cultivate. It is about the same spiritual power as the complete cultivation of a first-order green star grass to maturity. But refining one Ningxue Dan requires at least three bell grasses.
Cultivation of dredging flowers is about the same as that of lilac. Although it is a bit difficult, it took about two hours for Mu Wanwan to refine three lilacs and five dredging flowers required for one Ningxue Dan. All cultivated.
The second-order Ningxue is the most critical and difficult to cultivate. The seed of Ningxue is a pure white crystal-like very strange seed. Mu Wanwan tried several times, and even failed to cultivate three or four Ningxue. The seed finally succeeded in cultivating a Ningxue seedling.
From the roots to the buds, it is pure to translucent white, not big, but almost half of her spiritual power has been drained.
Mu Wanwan was a little tired, so he buried this hard-won Ningxue plant in a newly bought flowerpot containing spiritual soil.
She was busy all day, and she didn't pull down the seeds for cultivating, washing, cooking, bathing, and raising. After everything was settled, he went out of the yard and added a few warm stones to the chickens.
Mu Wanwan just looked at the lit room and took a deep breath.
Sleeping beside the unconscious Mr. Long, she can guarantee that he will not hurt herself, but sleeping beside him who has already woken up, Mu Wanwan is not sure.
but…
She touched the sapphire bracelet on her wrist, and her eyes flashed—
Mr. Long is so strong, even if he is cursed now, he is still very strong when he wakes up. If he hated himself, he might have killed himself last night. .
To say that he has no feelings for Mr. Long is pure self-deception.
She wanted to try not to sleep tonight, to see if he was really awake, and how he would treat her.
Mu Wanwan was actually very nervous. After all, she had never seen Mr. Long awake again except in dreams. And there must be many differences between Mr. Xiaolong and the current him...
She was actually a little scared, but she tried her best to calm Mao Chiu, turned off the lights in the room, and moved to the bed little by little.
Maybe the environment will really change with the mood. Isn't it normal for her to just go to bed before? Now, it is difficult to even take off the coat.
Putting himself into the quilt little by little, Mu Wanwan said softly with a trembling voice, "Long, Mr. Long, Mengmeng, good night."
Mengmeng didn't know how much trouble Mu Wanwan had caused by her whistleblower behavior, so she only gave a warm and sleepy "啾~", indicating that Mao Chiu was going to sleep.
The room gradually became quiet, Mu Wanwan tried to relax his body and tried to calm his breathing—
She is waiting.
I don't know how long it took, just when Mu Wanwan was about to fall asleep, she felt a slight cold wind blowing from her exposed face, which made her wake up suddenly—
Dragon, dragon, dragon... Is the dragon awake
The body close to Mr. Long tried to keep still, Mu Wanwan grabbed the sheet nervously with the other hand.
Her breathing was chaotic for two seconds, trying to calm herself down.
After a while, Mu Wanwan thought that the cool wind just now was his illusion, and then he heard the sound of clothes rubbing against the quilt, slight and slow.
Then, a slightly warm hand, along the quilt she wrapped, came in a little bit, with heat.
Mu Wanwan: "..."
It turned out that he was really awake!
The mood was very complicated for a moment, with fear and loss, Mu Wanwan didn't dare to move at all, for fear that his sudden awakening would make this dragon who didn't know what to do angry.
She only felt him a little, pulled her hand, forced to open her palm, and wiped the sweat from her palm with the pulp of her finger.
When she touched the sapphire bracelet on her wrist, there was a low smile of unknown meaning, which exploded in Mu Wanwan's ear.
Immediately afterwards, Mu Wanwan felt that his palm was repeatedly kneaded by Mr. Long. He was not strong, and could even be said to be very gentle, but when he squeezed it, it was numb and scary.
Could it be that he was hungry, just woke up, and wanted to eat meat, so he was weighing the quality of his own meat
Mu Wanwan was already dizzy, she didn't know what she was thinking, her heart was beating so fast, she couldn't tell whether it was excitement or fear.
She waited anxiously for a while, and felt that her hand was gradually pulling towards him, and her whole hand was shaking a little...
Then she found that Mr. Long and her fingers were intertwined.
Mu Wanwan: "..."
She was a little stunned, and waited for a while, but the dragon didn't mean to send her away at all, and didn't bite her, just grabbed her hand like that, breathing gradually short of breath.
Mu Wanwan: "???"
The hand she was forced to interlock with his fingers was now completely wet with sweat from one person and one dragon, and it was amazingly hot.
The night assists the ambiguity, and Mu Wanwan begins to think wildly.
She didn't realize it, her face was very red, she just thought helplessly, what's wrong with this dragon, what is he doing
After holding the hot palms for a long time, Mr. Long seemed to finally be satisfied and let go of her hand.
At this time, Mu Wanwan had already guessed in his mind countless reasons why Mr. Long woke up and didn't tell her, and even made many excuses for him, such as—
I saw him in a state of embarrassment. He is a face-loving dragon and wants to maintain his image of a domineering tyrant (as seen from Mr. Xiaolong's turtle feathers);
Or, he is not yet well, and if he wakes up, he is afraid that he will treat him badly and abuse him (to be verified);
Or, he is worried that he is from Ao Qin's side, and he does not dare to wake up, afraid that he will be found killed when he wakes up (it seems to make sense);
Or, he...
He to himself...
Mu Wanwan was very nervous, and after thinking of this reason, he immediately refuted it countless times in his heart.
He is her nominal husband, and he is a cruel and domineering dragon. According to others' descriptions of him, he is most likely a scumbag who indulges himself and does whatever he wants.
If he really thought about himself that much, why didn't he just wake up and force her
Mu Wanwan thought about it a lot, and when she came back to her senses, she realized that Mr. Long didn't know when he was very close to her.
What, yes, are you going to eat her or do something to her
If he really wants to hurt her, she, she is weak! But will resist!
With a heavy shoulder, Mu Wanwan was about to open his eyes, when he heard a hoarse wine sound in his ears, "Madam..."
"hold me."
The author has something to say: Mr. Long woke up the stone hammer, oh!
I don't know what else (shameless & black history) he can do when Wanwan is embarrassed to poke him.