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

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Is this a dream?

Mu Wanwan's eyes were sour, and he only felt that the cold touch of Mr. Long falling on his cheeks was fake.

Her heart was uncomfortable, her soul was exhausted, her forehead hit the alchemy furnace, she bleed a lot of blood, it must be blue and purple, and it was ugly. Why didn't he come back at this time, she didn't come back when she was wearing rouge and beautiful.

What a shame!

With a heavy waist, the cranky Mu Wanwan felt that the world in front of him turned.

She blurred her consciousness, vaguely felt strangled by her waist, and seemed to be picked up by Mr. Long.

He grasped his drenched cold shirt subconsciously, and Mu Wan leaned against Mr. Long's shoulder, feeling that everything in front of him was truly incredible.

Her dragon is back, her dragon is really back.

"Woo..." Although it was shameful, Mu Wanwan still ignored the pain in the forehead, buried his head in his arms, and let the tears flow for more than ten days, mixed with blood It tastes sore, sour and sweet.

He also knew to come back, she thought he would not come back.

Mu Wanwan's tears continued to fall like beads, and the bad dragon was at a loss.

He has always had no way of tearing her, let alone crying because of her and because of him.

His wife, except for his affairs, when was it so anxious?

She was calm and strong. When he didn't recover before he didn't wake up, she carried all the burden of life alone.

She was blamed by the maidservant, she had no spirit stones, faced with the mess of the courtyard and the extremely complicated chores for a first-class monk, and she had to take care of him paralyzed.

At that time, his tail was still rotten, he was so ugly, unconscious, and smelly.

Faced with such a difficult situation, she has never been so sad.

There was a subtle light under Mr. Long's eyes, and he slowly tightened his arms, holding her harder.

She is much lighter.

Is it because he is worried about him?

He encountered some accidents this time, but he was greedy and wanted to move back some hidden things. As a result, the treasure land on the edge of the territory was occupied by some monsters.

He finally won the victory, and he encountered the wind blowing from the abyss.

If it wasn't for the leader of the Special Life Alliance that happened to pass by, he helped him. If it was not the boundary of the entire mansion, he had also participated in the layout, maybe he would not come back this time.

During the battle, while forced to hide under the rock wall and wait for the magical energy like a sword forest to pass, he had no fear of death. It was just that he was reluctant, and he put her name on the tip of his tongue, and thought it over and over again.

He was in a desperate situation, but his face seemed to be only her face.

On the first day of the missed appointment, the scales of Mr. Long's body shattered, and when blood fell, he was filled with the mad thought of leaving.

He.

He was so obsolete, he just wanted to change her a few beautiful clothes, save some money for her, and then let her see what a superb spirit stone that she had been expecting was better than anything.