She was a little at a loss, and he was looking at her.
The bag containing the "supplements" was put on the table, Mr. Long stretched out another big hand, his ears shook a little, and he took her hand.
Although he had been soaked in the icy sea water, his body temperature was still very high, and he held hers with an indescribable warmth.
Mu Wanwan's heart was much calmer, and he followed him to the bedside.
The voice of the sound transmission order sounded, and it was Ao Qinlue's tired voice, "The forbidden areas have been searched, but they are not there. Is there any elder who can provide some clues."
Her heart trembled a little, she looked up at him, and saw that the profile of his face with the little curse marks was cold and hard, she noticed her sight, but it softened a little when she looked at her.
Like icebergs and warm sun.
Unrestrained, she gave her dragon a smile, moved her hands, and intertwined his silent fingers.
There was a hint of surprise in Mr. Long's eyes, and he shyly pursed his lips and clenched his palms tightly.
"The border may be explored." A voice sounded, "The orphan dragon grew up near the special life alliance before, and then something happened..."
The speaker blurred the content, and Mu Wanwan also felt that Mr. Long squeezed her hand tightly. She felt a pain in her heart and could only hold him back.
"Then it was blocked and a barrier was set up."
After he finished speaking, there was a harsh laughter, "Bai Huan, in the late sixth stage of the enchantment, is it difficult to break it?"
"Jin Yan, I'm just making my suggestion." The cold voice in the sound transmission order contained a hint of anger.
"Haha." Jin Yan sneered, as if he wanted to continue, but was interrupted by Ao Qin.
"Okay!" He sounded very tired. "You two dragons are both the representatives of my Qinglong tribe in the Golden Dragon and White Dragon tribes, and participate in the encirclement plan together, so don't bring in your personal grievances."
They discussed this issue again, and the sound transmission order went dark again.
The cave suddenly became quiet, and Mu Wanwan couldn't help being angry when he thought of what the dragons had done to Mr. Long before. But now, Mr. Long should be more sad than her.
After all, those were the pasts he least wanted to recall.
Mu Wanwan was thinking about how to comfort Mr. Long, but for a while he didn't know how to speak.
The dragon over there was not sad, but worried.
The fact that he was an orphan dragon was just said by these dragons.
Even though he knew in his heart that his wife would not dislike his birth, Mr. Long was still a little sloppy.
The corners of his lips were suppressed, and his big hands were already shaking.
One person and one dragon stood facing the sound transmission order, palms folded, and they were quiet for a long time.
"Mr. Long..."
"Mrs..."
One person and one dragon spoke at the same time, one raised his head and the other lowered his head.
Four eyes facing each other.
Mu Wanwan saw Mr. Long's somewhat bewildered gaze, and a trace of paranoid possessiveness that she had not had time to conceal came to her eyes, and her long black eyelashes trembled, trying to cover it up.
"You, you said."
Mr. Long's tone was soft, clear and low.
Mu Wanwan suddenly became less nervous. She thought about the clumsy way that Long used to cover up when she hadn't kissed Mr. Long before.
The corners of his lips curved, "Mr. Long."
She could feel the sweat in his palm.
"I'm hungry."
Mu Wanwan saw his slightly twinkling eyes, as if she was surprised that she didn't dislike him as an orphan dragon.
This stupid dragon, why is he still so unconfident at this time
"I'm hungry." Mu Wanwan repeated it again, until Mr. Long's drooping ears regained some curvature, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
Mr. Long paused, couldn't hold back, turned around, his slender fingers picked up a strand of hair on her temples, and his eyes were filled with indescribable feelings, "Go out to eat."
Mu Wanwan: "..."
Mu Wanwan: "???"
Wait, did she hear it wrong.
go out to eat
Where to go and what to eat
Mu Wanwan's brows jumped down, a little helpless, "Mr. Long, is this the bottom of the sea?"
"Yeah." He scratched his face with his other hand, "I'm afraid you think it's too dark, so I put some luminous things."
Mu Wanwan: "..."
She wanted to laugh a little bit. Looking at the dragon who silently arranged the cave like a snail girl, she couldn't help tugging at her wide sleeves and asked with a blushing face, "Mr. Long, this dress."
This light black dress, with patterns outlined with gold threads, was his.
Mr. Long immediately turned red. Even with his determination, he couldn't keep his face paralyzed and indifferent when asked "why the clothes on her body became his own" with a shy look in his face. High cold dragon set.
So Mu Wanwan saw this shameless dragon pursing his lips, "It's dirty."
Mu Wanwan: "...my clothes are dirty?"
She brought several sets with her when she left, how could they all get dirty, and there are many dresses with death aesthetics in Mr. Long's place
Mr. Long shook his ears, "Well."
He breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and said a little aggrieved, "I was trampled by Mengmeng."
Mu Wanwan: "..."
"You don't like Liangjingjing." Mr. Long was really aggrieved.
Back in time, back to when Mr. Long came here anxiously holding Wanwan—
There was nothing in the cave originally. He turned into a half-dragon shape, put a person on the thick half-dragon tail, and repaired her meridians bit by bit. The medicinal herbs were also eaten by the two at this time.
After the lady's condition stabilized a little, he set up the cave.
But when changing her clothes, because of nervousness and some other reasons, Mu Wanwan's original pieces were torn by him →_→
Long originally wanted to dress his wife in sparkly.
In the end, he didn't know if his aesthetics had cast a serious shadow on Mu Wanwan. When he was about to wear a rainbow, he heard her complain in a low voice, "Skirt, I don't like it."
Mr. Long's hand stopped, a glass heart was broken in half, and the other half was forcibly saved by the evil idea of "then let the lady wear his clothes".
Even when playing with his little lady, the slightest grievance turned into unspeakable joy.
only…
Mr. Long saw Mu Wanwan's eyes flashing with guilt, but in his heart he got a new trick very shamelessly.
"Actually... Liangjingjing is pretty good looking too." Mu Wanwan forcibly comforted a certain dragon, enduring a burst of shame, "But I prefer to wear yours."
She saw Mr. Long's eyes light up in an instant, and suddenly had the illusion that she had dug a big hole for herself.
"Chirp!!!!"
A bit of shrill screams sounded, and Mu Wanwan was taken aback. She hurriedly let go of a certain dragon and looked at Fat Chu—
I saw that the small bag that Mr. Long had put on the table before was cleverly opened by Mao Jiu, whose appetite was growing, and the translucent green object inside rolled onto the table, with a small tooth mark on the edge.
It was obviously eaten by stealth, and at this moment, Mao Jiu, who was stealing food, was rolling wildly on the ground, "Chirp, chirp!"
Too, too unpalatable.
Mengmeng regretted it, Jiu was wrong, and Jiu will never steal it again.
Mu Wanwan looked at him a little bit amused and a little scared, is the supplement that Mr. Long brought back so unpalatable
She took two steps forward, took out a green star grass seed, quickly cultivated a second-order spiritual plant, and placed it in front of Mengmeng.
"Chirp~"
Bend is so good ^▽^
Mengmeng hugged her hand, and her big, wavy, fluffy head rubbed her hand enthusiastically, making Mu Wanwan ticklish.
"Heh." A cold voice came, Mu Wanwan turned his head and saw a certain dragon turned his head carelessly, with a look of "I don't want to eat at all and I didn't turn into a lemon dragon".
She smiled a little, thinking that Mr. Long is really still a naive dragon, and he actually cares about Mengmeng who is just getting smart.
"Tweet! Tweet!" Mao Tweet looked at her enthusiastically, shouted, and said some confident promises that seemed to be fulfilled—
In the future, Chiu will definitely become bigger and stronger than a dragon, and then knock down all the bad dragons! Let Wanwan always cook delicious food for Jiu!
"Okay." Mu Wanwan rubbed its dull fur, "Then I'll wait for Mengmeng to grow bigger, become stronger, and defeat all evil dragons."
She also has some expectations, if she can, will one day see Mengmeng grow up safely and happily, and grow into a dashing and elegant white phoenix on this continent—
The broad and powerful wings spread out, grazing the light, against the wind, followed by a colorful rainbow.
Although it is now, it is just a fat tweet qwq
"Chirp!"
Make an appointment!
Chiu Chiu stretched out his wings that were much bigger but still not very big, trying to hug her hand.
"it is good."
Mu Wanwan's brows and eyes were full of tenderness, she looked at the furry chirp, stretched out her hand, and gave it a high five.
"Chirp!"
It will definitely grow up ^w^
"lady."
Mr. Long's slightly hoarse voice pulled Mu Wanwan from fantasy back to reality.
The reality is that a naive dragon who would be jealous of Tweet took the supplement in her hand when she wasn't paying attention, and mocked Mao Tse's stealing behavior rather appetizingly, "The food in the tonic is delicious. "
The big pale hand tore open the translucent green shell, and quickly took the sticky white ball in his hand, "Come here."
Mu Wanwan: "..."
Does she not want to eat
"Delicious." Mr. Long lowered his head slightly, as if to quibble.
Seeing Mu Wanwan's speechless appearance, Mr. Long finally retreated, "Half of you, half of me."
Seeing him so firm, Mu Wanwan was also a little moved.
Without changing his face, Mr. Long put half of the not-so-beautiful thing between his pale pink lips, and looked at her half-shyly with his ink-like phoenix eyes.
Too much!
Mu Wanwan took two steps towards him, with a pull on her waist, she was pulled into his arms, and a cold thing was put on her lips, mixed with something a little hot, and it slid into her mouth all of a sudden.