After Wearing The Book, I Married A Disabled Tyrant (MTL) [COMPLETED]

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There were some messy footsteps in the yard, Mr. Long endured the pain of gouging out his bones and maintained his sanity.

He wanted to see how Mu Wanwan despised him, so that he would have reason to attribute all the goodness she had treated to him a few days ago to her ulterior motives. In this way, he would be able to treat this Mrs. Chongxi these days. The faint shadow engraved on his heart was completely removed without pain.

Instead of being ridiculous, day after day in the days when she hated her, she thought about the kindness she had been to herself, like a deep boudoir resenting a dragon, secretly releasing her divine sense to pray every day.

Mr. Long laboriously pulled out a touch of his spiritual sense, reached out of the room, and clinging to the corner of Mu Wanwan's clothes. After all, he was weak, and he didn't want to see the disgusting eyes she would show later.

Mu Wanwan couldn't detect the existence of divine consciousness. She saw that the door of the room was well closed, and there were no messy footprints on the ground in the yard. The unpleasant smell became more and more obvious.

She was worried about Mr. Long in her heart, and opened the door with a "clatter". In an instant, a strong rancid smell came to her face, and she couldn't help but took two steps back—

How is this going? Why does the house smell so bad? She remembered that when she left in the morning, it was still fine.

But she only took two steps back, and Mr. Long's sensitive and fragile heart could hardly take it anymore.

Yes, he doesn't actually have any qualifications to ask how affectionate this lady of Chong Xilai is to him. After all, they are only in name only, not to mention that he can't give her anything, on the contrary, he has troubled others to take care of him for a long time.

Even if she dislikes him now, he has no reason to hate her.

Mr. Long pursed his lips tightly, and slowly withdrew his consciousness.

He suddenly didn't want to look at it, didn't want to see the way she hated him. After all, she didn't know he was awake at all, all this was just his wishful thinking.

Mu Wanwan didn't know that she just couldn't help being smoked and took two steps back, so Mr. Long's progress bar jumped forward a lot. The child saw clearly the room that became much brighter, and at a glance, he saw Mr. Long who was lying on the bed.

The quilt on his body didn't move, so no one should come over.

Fortunately, Mr. Long was not bullied.

Mu Wanwan thought about it, endured the unpleasant smell in the air, and walked quickly to the bed—

On the jade bed, her quilt was neatly folded aside, while the one belonging to Mr. Long seemed to be soaked by something, showing a dark color that did not match the bright red.

The smell of carrion on the tip of her nose became stronger and stronger. She looked at Mr. Long's pale and sinister cheeks and tightly pursed lips, and a thought gradually emerged in her heart. Without any hesitation, Mu Wanwan reached out and lifted the lid on Mr. Long's body. Big red happy quilt.

Her movements were actually very light, but it made a certain dragon feel cold all over, as if he was on the edge of a cliff—

very soon.

When she lifts the quilt and sees his rotten tail, the heavenly days he has enjoyed since he was born will come to an end.

But he couldn't help but look forward to it, if she didn't dislike it, if she didn't...