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

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Mr. Long said good times again, before Mu Wanwan eased up.

The spiritual hood was removed, and Mu Wanwan could hear the movement outside, and could move.

She is not a particularly hypocritical person, but just really angry, but now, looking at his still bleeding neck, tattered clothes are too late to take care of clothes, and no longer indulge her little emotions, quickly rush to take drugs and new Take out the clothes, "Hurry up."

Mr. Long saw that she was not crying, and he was relieved--

Fortunately, he came back early, otherwise she would be terrified.

But the dragon is a thoughtful dragon →_→, did not say these words.

The obedient Mrs. let her fiddle with herself, her lips always raised slightly, fearing that others would not see him in a good mood.

When he came back from the fight, there were people who bandaged the wound, a treatment he didn't dare to think about for the past 100 years.

Mu Wanwan helped him deal with it briefly, and put a few more pills in his mouth. Before the hand could be retrieved, he was pinched by the dragon.

"lady."

Mu Wanwan glanced at him, and his temper was mostly lost to the handsome face with bruises.

The dragon's eyelashes quivered and bent to sip the back of her hand. "It's hard."

The wound on his lip was still bleeding, sticking to her hand.

Mr. Long was a little stiff, and wiped it secretly with his fingertips.

Mu Wanwan couldn't help crying and laughing, and the annoyance was also lightened. "Can you take me next time?"

She rarely looked at him seriously, "I'm never afraid of those things."

His little lady frowned, and his eyes were not as gentle as he was familiar.

Mr. Long didn't know what to do at once. He realized that perhaps Mu Wanwan was really angry, but just held her hand, a little stiff.

Mu Wan sighed, "I'm worried about you."

"Well." Mr. Long's heart softened, gently holding her in his arms, "Those things are ugly, I don't want you to see them."

I don't want you to see my grim expression during battles, and you don't want you to see me ugly when you kill.

Even if it is only possible.

I don't want you...

Loathe me.

"Benlong..." Mu Wanwan struggled carefully. He had wounds on his body, and he wanted to hug her. "Aren't you hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt." A dragon's big palm gently pressed her back of the head, seemingly affectionate, without any desire, gently touching her lips.

Obviously a greedy dragon, but he can be called cautious and touched his most precious baby.

There is an island in the shallow sea close to the Demon Abyss a little bit away from here.

He wanted to take her there.

Now Ao Qin's people must be in charge of the outside forbidden area, and the only place that can lead to the center of the forbidden area is the demon world.

The cracked original core will eventually have cracks, and if they don't go to the center of the forbidden ground and don't break through, their days will eventually be unstable.