She smiled again, and the dragon's expression softened a little bit, although she still pursed her lips and didn't want to step back.
"Okay, I'll eat it myself." It was rare for Mu Wanwan to say such soft words to him. It was the first time that Long faced a request from his sweet wife. The medicine pill was handed to her.
Mu Wanwan was about to laugh. In fact, no matter what Mr. Long was like before, in front of her, there were just a few routines going back and forth—
Pretending to be asleep (already seen through),
Slag Dragon (fails every time),
Pretend to be cold (then ears betray him more than anything),
Occasionally I feel really wronged (just coax a little),
Looking at it this way, it is really a very well-behaved milk dragon.
She sighed a little, put one hand on his shoulder, and raised her slightly with a little scrutiny and a warning of "she must eat".
It felt a little bit vicious.
Also, poke her a little bit.
Mu Wanwan's face was also a little hot, and he slowly approached in his eyes, the medicinal pill was supported by her spiritual power and hung between her pink lips.
He could see a tinge of blush on her pale cheeks.
Mr. Long suddenly felt a little hot, he didn't dare to look at her again, he also guessed what his little lady wanted to do, and his big palms clenched nervously into fists where Mu Wanwan couldn't see.
she,
What does she want to do
Mu Wanwan looked at the emotionally expressive bald ears on his head, plucked up his courage, and put his hands on his shoulders until there was only the distance between the two of them's lips.
The dragon was already familiar, and the dark eyes looked at her, and there was a little warm golden light in the pupils.
One person and one dragon smelled each other's breaths, and after just a few reincarnations, both of them became hot, and even the air was sticky and ambiguous.
Mu Wanwan boldly kissed the corner of Mr. Long's lips lightly, feeling that the dragon under him shook violently, as if being hit by an electric current, even though his lips were still tightly pressed with dignity.
She felt a little embarrassed and a little funny, and tweeted the corner of Long's lips several times, but he just didn't open his mouth, but they were too close, and she didn't see Mr. Long's eyes now.
Mu Wanwan was a little at a loss, her cheeks were surprisingly red, and she looked up at him.
I caught a glimpse of a dragon with flushed eyes like a thick golden warm sun flowing.
Is her kissing so good
Mu Wanwan fluttered a little, his heart beat like a drum, and when he saw his ears that were constantly shaking, he reached out and touched them subconsciously.
"Yeah." There was a grunt of patience in his ear, and Mr. Long couldn't help but gasped in a low voice.
Mu Wanwan, who had been thinking about feeding the medicinal pill, didn't even have time to enjoy the softness that belongs to Little Sweet Dragon, so he immediately took the opportunity to kiss in, and wanted to deliver the medicinal pill to Mr. Long's mouth.
Everything is going smooth.
Except when she wanted to leave, the big hand on her waist, and those undisguised phoenix eyes full of possessiveness.
"Well"
The battle situation was changing rapidly. Mr. Wan, who was attacking in one second, was held by Xiao Jiaolong in his arms the next second, and the situation was reversed.
After the battle that lasted for dozens of seconds, both armies exhausted their physical strength and died.
The poor fourth-order medicinal pill was scraped by one person and one dragon.
However, because Mr. Long was still a bit shy, he couldn't kiss Mr. Wan who had reacted, so he ate more →_→
All in all, Mr. Wan won this battle~(≧▽≦)~
The lips are separated, with ambiguous water marks, Mu Wanwan is better, and Mr. Long is about to die.
But she always felt that something wasn't right, so she quickly climbed down from his lap, and then pretended to calmly say, "I'll practice more next time."
She waited for a while before she heard Nalong say in a hoarse voice, "Okay."
After one person and one dragon have sorted out their emotions, Mu Wanwan has recovered a lot of physical strength, but she is still a little afraid to go to see Mr. Long, although it is true that they are husband and wife, but this is the first time in a strict sense that she A kiss between an adult and an adult dragon with Mr. Long.
The small cave is full of sweet and embarrassing embarrassment.
Between the line of sight, there will always be a dragon, the first to lower his head.
When the innocent kiss before, it seems that it has not been like this.
Mu Wanwan was also too embarrassed to take the initiative to say something, not to mention Long. Long first said to go out to get food, but it was actually time for Mu Wanwan to change clothes and tidy up. He also packed himself outside.
On this issue, one person and one dragon are indeed terrifyingly tacit.
After more than an hour, when we met again, Mr. Long had changed into the same moon-white robe that Mu Wanwan wore before.
And Mu Wanwan also changed into an improved version of the same light black brocade that Mr. Long wore before.
Four eyes met, one person and one dragon tacitly did not mention the other's clothes at the same time.
However, the lips were carefully raised a little bit.
Next, because of the need to absorb the medicinal power of the medicinal pill, the cave fell silent again until late at night.
In fact, there is no sunlight on the bottom of the sea, and Mu Wanwan doesn't know the exact time.
But Mengmeng is a little chirp who goes to bed early and gets up early and has a regular schedule. She and Long have been deadlocked until Mengmeng can't stand it and flaps her small wings. It looks like she is practicing, but she doesn't know what to think about it for a long time. Chirp wants to sleep.
Chiu Chiu is still a little unhappy today, because Chiu Chiu really wants to taste a little delicious medicine pill, even a little bit.
Even if you can't taste it, eat more fruit.
But the evil dragon was too bad. As soon as he came in, he just pressed Jiu to the ground, making him unable to speak, and could only watch him eat Wanwan.
Ugh.
Mengmeng was a little depressed, and her hair fell off.
Mu Wanwan thought that she was really neglected today, and that the fire of alchemy was created by Mengmeng. If she didn't have Mengmeng, she would not be able to make such a good-grade elixir.
Although Bai Feng's fire is relatively weak, with the blessing of spiritual power, the effect is much better than that of Uncle Zong's previous fire. And I don't know if it's because Mengmeng is closer to her, it's much easier for her to control the fire provided by Mengmeng than to control Uncle Zong before.
"Mengmeng has worked hard." Mu Wanwan felt a little softer when he saw the white hair grow bigger and bigger in front of him.
Mengmeng's intelligence is already very high, and her reaction now is similar to that of three or four year olds. Every time she gets along with it, Mu Wanwan feels like an old mother. And during this period of time, because of its father (?) Mr. Long's wealth, the Lingshi never lacked it, so Mao Tweet grew very fast.
Now she can't hold it with one hand.
However, it has been a little serious recently with hair loss, and it should be supplemented a little more.
"Chirp." Mengmeng chirps not very happy, Mu Wanwan smiled, took out a second-order Huiling Pill, and handed it to its mouth.
Usually Mengmeng can only eat first-order pills, and second-order medicinal herbs are still very precious to them now.
Today is a special reward.
Chiu was still a coaxing chirp, hugged the medicinal pill and chirped a few times before laying down and sleeping, emitting a happy little snort.
Mu Wanwan covered it with a small blanket, and when he turned around, he saw a certain dragon hastily averted his gaze, revealing only the tip of a trembling ear.
Mu Wanwan thought for a while and said, "Mr. Long, are you sleeping?"
Since the last time she woke up, they hadn't actually slept in the same bed again.
The medicinal pill she just refined worked well, and the spiritual power in her body recovered about one-fifth.
Originally, during the process of alchemy, Mu Wanwan felt that he might be about to make a breakthrough, but when he calmed down, he looked inside the body, except that the meridians were a little wider, the third-order Jindan in his dantian was still stubborn and had nothing to break through. mean.
If there is any change, it is probably a little bigger than before.
But what really changed was her sea of consciousness.
It seemed to break a layer of confinement, making her feel like she could guide something out of her body.
In fact, Mu Wanwan vaguely felt that maybe she was just advanced on the spiritual level. According to her previous understanding, she could probably use her divine sense.
However, according to common sense, only cultivators who have broken through the fourth rank should be able to use spiritual consciousness. Before Mengmeng went to bed, Mu Wanwan practiced a few times, but each time he failed to successfully hide that little bit of God in the sea of consciousness. Knowledge guides out.
So she still can only see things with her eyes.
She walked around for a while, but Mr. Long still didn't answer her.
Perhaps it was Mu Wanwan's gaze that made Mr. Long feel that it would be inappropriate not to speak, so he had no choice but to say, "Watch the night."
Hearing these two words, Mu Wanwan understood.
In fact, they are not completely safe yet, and she is not very clear about where they are going and how long they are going to stay here.
However, Mr. Long hadn't rested since the day they left the mansion, and she was clear.