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Mu Wanwan looked at Mr. Long sitting beside him, and the two people's consciousness slowly joined together.

Maybe they are very compatible with each other, or maybe it is simply because the consciousness touches each other and it will produce a different feeling. She gradually feels a little hot, and the sound of her breath that does not belong to her ears seems to be gradually anxious. some.

She only noticed that the powerful consciousness, which wrapped her weak consciousness, did not move at all.

Maybe......

Mu Wanwan felt a little itchy and a little bad in her heart, and gently moved her weak consciousness...

Before she could see Mr. Long's expression, she felt heavy and hit her back on the soft and soft quilt, which was suppressed by a dragon.

"Don't move." The hoarse voice rummaged the eardrum, mixed with sporadic scorching air currents. The double blow made Mu Wanwan a little uncontrollable. He couldn't help but shrink back, and the consciousness shrank back immediately.

Mu Wanwan: "..."

Mr. Long: "............"

Mu Wanwan heard his breath abruptly, and smiled gently in her ear.

"..." Mu Wanwan forced the respect, "I just had a headache."

"Well." Mr. Long did not pierce his face.

In fact, Dragon is not much better. He instinctively suppressed people for the provocation from his wife, but he didn't expect to stick with her.

It's too soft.

The dragon couldn't bear it, and his long arm pressed slightly, supporting the bed, and pulled away a little distance from her.

One person and one dragon calmed down, and Mu Wanwan heard him say, "That, that lady..."

"Now... is it better?"

Mu Wanwan: "...good, better."

She blushed and slowly tapped out her consciousness.

This time, the dragon was not as shy as before. A pair of phoenix eyes drooped, covering up the possessiveness of the bright inside, and actively wrapping up Mu Wanwan's consciousness.

Muwanwanqi endured the urge to retract his consciousness and slowly adapted to it.

In fact, there is nothing particularly unacceptable, unlike the trembling and itching of direct contact, which feels a bit novel.

Then Mrs. Long, who was used to it, looked at her husband's pair of plush ears and kept shaking, so from her perspective, he could see his entire face with a beautiful neck turned into a tempting. Pink.

Mr. Long's eyelashes were trembling, his eyes closed, and he slowly took the news that he wanted to tell her but could not express in words, little by little, all following the consciousness that touched with her. , Conveyed to Muwanwan--

The broken core that is about to be connected but still cracked,

Dragon rules,

Treasures of the Forbidden Land,

The dangers of inheritance,

There is also the distribution of the forces of the Dragon clan that he understands.

It was all little by little, and I gave it to her.

Mr. Long is still adapting to the sense of blending with his wife's consciousness, and even worrying about whether his secretly entanglement and fear will affect his wife's decision. There is no longer any strange feeling that Mu Wanwan over there.

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