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

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Mr. Long slowly found a trace of consciousness, and shyly bypassed the red quilt, bit by bit, and wrapped it in the corner of the clothes.

She is wearing a light blue gown today, with a little cotton on her cuffs, which probably cooled down outside.

The consciousness followed her dress and slowly reached her cheek-

She was a little whiter than when he looked at her before, but she was also a little thinner, and her eyes were a bit black and black. She should be tired of taking care of him. Unclear acid lingered in his heart. Mr. Long's consciousness gently brushed Mu Wan's curved eyelashes, like an invisible wind, gently touching.

She lowered her head as if making a purse.

The lights are warm, although it is revealing his consciousness, Mr. Long also felt unprecedentedly at ease.

It's nice, she is still by his side.

Her eyelashes are still curved, not very long, but the arc of the hook tickles the dragon's heart.

Mr. Long relaxes a little, and he feels a little different from before--

The right arm moved slightly, and I felt soft, soft fabric, cotton and cotton, very soft and soft.

His heart swelled, probably in a state of euphoria. The pair of white ears exposed by Mr. Long also shook slightly.

Despite the pain in the meridian, Mr. Long was still reluctant to take back his consciousness, but just looked at her quiet embroidered purse. The things she embroidered were a bit abstract, but he didn't understand

The two ugly ones embroidered something like horns with golden threads, and there were two pointed ones next to the horns, embroidered with white threads.

Mr. Long didn't realize that Mu Wanwan had actually discovered his little secret. He just looked at her embroidered purse with shaking his ears. After a while, I saw that she was finally finished, and she tightened her body a little nervously. Consciously touched the profanity that his wife had just changed.

Although the tail is still smooth, he is not a fruit dragon anyway.

Moreover, he just found out that there is only one quilt in the bed. Does that mean that she has slept with him in these days?

Mr. Long feels that his heart is a bit hot. Is it a side effect of losing his blood before?

--Wanwan didn't even know that a certain dragon had escaped danger and regained consciousness, but just embroidered the last stitch, and then carefully took the thread, carefully hidden the thread, and then took the finished purse and dragon. The horn of the sir was compared.

Although the workmanship needs to be improved, the broken corner and the pair of ears should look similar.

"Mr. Long, if I take this purse and sell it, I will definitely not be able to sell it." She couldn't help but smile, "I keep myself used."

Muwanwan pulled out several silver coins and several copper coins, all stuffed into the dark blue purse, and touched the two white hairy ears embroidered on it, his hands itchy.

She wanted to touch Mr. Long's ear again.

But Mu Wanwan still restrained herself. Even if Mr. Long's ears were fluffy, she would shave her hair more than ten times a day, right?

Carefully put the purse on the side of the pillow, check if the door is locked, and Mu Wanwan is ready to sleep.

She turned off most of the lights in the room, leaving only one oil lamp whose oil was almost running out.