His little lady sat cross-legged on the floor with the cushions, wearing another piece of his clothes, the light white cuffs were closed by her, and some fine patterns were sewn.
Her blue hair was scattered, and the pure heart jade was broken into several petals, losing its color.
The tip of the nose belongs to the 4th-order or higher medicinal herbs, which is more and more obvious. The sea of consciousness seems to be gently soothed by an invisible hand, and the tense and tired consciousness also calms down a little bit.
But Mr. Long clenched his fists tightly, his eyebrows were half-closed, and the cave that was originally illuminated by the night pearl seemed to dim.
From where he was standing, she could see her showing a long white wrist, green spiritual energy pulsing on her fingertips, and a faint bloodstain.
The prolonged oppression made her body overwhelmed.
The heart is sweet and astringent, and Long feels a little sour in his eyes.
He is not the kind of dragon who loves to cry, but his eyes are always sore when he is not obedient.
He was silent like a shadow, looking at Mu Wanwan's back, such a big dragon, but he carefully hid behind the curtain.
In fact, Mu Wanwan had already noticed it when Mr. Long came in.
She knew that he was back, but her spirit had not been dispersed. Her belief in refining this medicine pill was too strong, so even if her spiritual power could not hold up a bit, she still did not give up.
The impurities were removed, and the pale-white medicinal liquid was completely integrated into the previous solidification pill.
There were originally three solid pills, but now there is only one milky white pill left.
Cold sweat slipped from his forehead to his eyelashes, Mu Wanwan took a deep breath, without hesitation, at the moment when he was about to become a pill, his spiritual force was holding the third-order spirit grass, and the other hand was holding a few spirit stones, wanting to do it. The final breakthrough.
Her movements were very fast, and before a certain dragon could react, there was a bright green light all over her body.
Mr. Long looked at the blood dripping down from her fingertips with uncontrollable fear in his eyes.
The pill furnace gradually made a hissing sound, and the pill that was about to become a pill trembled violently, as if to break through the confinement of an alchemist and possess a certain spirituality.
"Congeal."
Mu Wanwan bit her lip tightly, and said the word hard in her heart.
The next moment, she only felt that almost all the spiritual power in her dantian was sucked into the round milky white medicine along her fingertips.
The eyes are a little blurry, but the sea of consciousness seems to have broken some invisible barrier. The thing that was similar to the existence of "spiritual power" that had been vaguely felt before became gradually clearer at this moment.
Her eyes could barely see the medicinal pills in the pill furnace, but there was something intangible that clearly revealed the situation in the pill furnace in front of her.
At the moment when all the spiritual power was completely absorbed, a lavender pattern gradually spread on the round pill.
It is something that only pills above the fourth rank have—
Danwen.
There was a smile on his lips, Mu Wanwan wanted to raise his arm and put the medicine pill back into the jade bottle, but saw that the first-order medicine pill with some spirituality was picked up, and the fragrance of the medicine spread throughout the cave.
Mu Wanwan wanted to stand up and grab it, but his feet were soft, and he fell into a dragon's arms a little embarrassedly.
That bad medicinal pill was also sealed in a jade bottle by Mr. Long and held in his hand.
He hasn't been cleaned yet, and there is still sea water and a slight fishy smell on his body.
The spiritual power in his dantian was drained, and with the expansion of the sea of consciousness, Mu Wanwan frowned in pain, his feet were very soft, and his face was pale.
Don't tell her to stand up straight, there is no way to push this cold, snoring dragon that smells a little bad.
Mr. Long didn't know what was going on this time. Compared with the previous light movements, this time he looked a bit rough.
For the first time, Mu Wanwan realized that the plant dragon and the fragile-looking Mr. Xiaolong really had so much strength.
One of his wet arms strongly imprisoned her waist, and Mu Wanwan could only be forced to lean against his chest.
Her cheeks were icy sea water and his slightly warm body temperature. She was very uncomfortable and only stretched out her soft fists to beat his back.
"Release." She was a little weak, and her voice seemed to be floating in the air. That little bit of strength hit Mr. Long's back, not to mention there was no pain, it was like tickling him.
Mr. Long, who is usually obedient to her, this time, after his wife clearly told him to let go, he was stubborn for two seconds before letting go.
The strength supporting her on his waist disappeared, and before Mu Wanwan could catch her breath, her wrist was buckled again.
The sweat on her forehead wet her eyelashes, and she couldn't see very clearly. She finally developed a little bit of consciousness, and it was all used up in the process of alchemy just now, so Mu Wanwan is now really from "Mr. Wanwan" "Became a little lady with the power of little sweet dragon.
She only felt that she was forced to fall onto a hard body, and her clothes were all wet, "What, what are you doing?"
Did this dragon get any stimulation today
In the past, the turtles were very hairy. When you come back from the sea, you must clean up and change your clothes well, otherwise they will not come in.
Water all over today.
"Eat." With a low, hoarse voice that could not be ignored, Mu Wanwan felt that the elixir that she had managed to refine before was pinched by two slender fingers and pressed to her mouth.
If her reaction was not fast enough, Mr. Long would have succeeded.
But even so, Mu Wanwan's teeth still knocked a little of the medicinal pill, which melted in the mouth and turned into a continuous warm medicinal force, which made her feel less uncomfortable than before.
Mu Wanwan blinked, and only then did he feel that the world in front of him was much clearer, and he could clearly see the rather shameful posture of one person and one dragon now—
Mr. Long sat on the jade stool on the side, she sat on Mr. Long's lap, the dragon hugged her from behind, one arm was like an octopus, wrapped tightly around her waist, and the other hand held up. The medicine pill was handed to her lips, always trying to feed it.
Her back was pressed tightly against his chest, and her clothes were wet from the water on his body, cold and hot.
She was a little embarrassed at once. She didn't understand why Mr. Long, who was so shy before, suddenly took the initiative today. Before hugging her, she could understand that she was worried that she would fall. Now, she can't find any reason for this dragon. .
It's just that his thighs were hard, and it was uncomfortable for her to be held.
Mu Wanwan tilted his head to avoid being rudely fed the pill, and said quickly, "Well, the pill is for you."
"You've strangled me, let go, let go."
"Do not."
Compared to his obedient release the first time, Mr. Long was shameless the second time, like a dragon who was still in the second grade of middle school.
Mu Wanwan struggled twice, feeling that his arms were like iron, he sighed helplessly, and softened his voice, "It's uncomfortable."
In the next second, the waist felt much more relaxed, but there was a burst of heat passing through his ears, Mu Wanwan shuddered, and heard the dragon say in a very aggrieved voice, "Do you still know how uncomfortable it is?"
Mu Wanwan: ""
"Your hands are bleeding, don't you know?"
Only then did she look down, and found that the blood on her hands had smeared the moon-white clothes she had changed from Mr. Long when she wasn't paying attention.
"I"
"And, again." Mr. Long didn't know if he had caught her this time. His voice was very cold and fierce, but he heard milk in her ears, "How many times has this happened?"
Mu Wanwan: ""
"All," there was a weight on his shoulders, and Mu Wanwan saw a certain dragon's ears shaking out from the corner of his eye, hanging down on his head, "It's all me."
Mu Wanwan: "?"
"not good."
He was about to suffer from the abyss he fell into, "It's useless."
He really didn't give her anything.
In addition to guaranteeing the most basic life, he can't give anything else, and even the medicinal herbs have to be refined by her painstakingly and painstakingly.
It was her who was clearly injured, but Mu Wanwan felt that the dragon could not bear it more than herself.
He is like this,
real.
kinda cute qwq
Mu Wanwan felt that she was immoral, and Long was about to blame herself to death, but there was an undisguised smile in her eyes.
She cheered up, broke Mr. Long's arm, then stood up, shook herself, and dropped herself, and then turned over and sat on his lap with a slightly blushing look in his surprised and vulnerable eyes. superior.
This dragon is so embarrassing.
The black hair was twisted into strands by the sea water, and the forehead hair was attached to the cheek. Except for the long and curled eyelashes, it was still firmly bent, and even the dark eyebrows seemed to droop.
"I was wrong." Mu Wanwan looked up at him, "I won't force myself like this in the future."
She explained it seriously, afraid that the dragon would start to doubt Long Sheng again, "You are fine, it's not your problem."
After she finished speaking, she saw the dragon pursing his lips tightly, unable to speak.
It's just that the act of wanting her to take the medicine pill is still so firm.
Mu Wanwan realized that if she continued to struggle like this, she and Long would have to suffer for a long time.
I had to be soft, "Then, let's go together."
Mr. Long finally moved, his dark phoenix eyes raised, one big palm pressed on her waist, the other hand held the medicinal pill and brought it to her lips, although he did not speak, his cold face expressed It is the meaning of the overbearing president Long.
She must eat.
Mu Wanwan is about to become a Buddha. Having been with her for so long, she knows very well what a dragon with a huge contrast between his inner and outer appearances.
But she finally refined the fourth-order medicinal pill with the pill pattern, and made it especially for him, let her eat it alone
Mu Wanwan made up her mind and smiled softly at him.
Then she saw that the dragon softened a little.