I Married a Disabled Tyrant After Transmigrating

Part 119

Long Mengyu!

The name is really dubious.

And isn't Mr. Long called Ao Qi? How do you say he is called Long?

Mu Wanwan thought for a while...

After getting a little older, I learned that "abandoning" is not a good word.

Or maybe, on the evening when he proudly named himself, he mustered up the courage to shout his name with those orcs, but got ridiculed.

Therefore, even when he became the leader of the dragon clan, he never thought about giving himself another name, and even no one would ask him.

In the eyes of the people, he is the ruler and the leader! In the eyes of the courtiers, he is a powerful tyrant! In the eyes of those who hate him, he is an orphan dragon whose blood is despicable and cannot be beaten.

As for his name, why is it important?

"When Mengmeng comes out, we will tell him together."

The dragon spoke to her softly, even though it has been a long time since her teenage years, all the disguised coldness and arrogance in front of her melted, like peeling the tin foil wrapped in warm candy, revealing the most inside. The original look.

Her dragon is more and more like Mr. Xiaolong.

After "waking up" for too long, Mu Wanwan was a little sleepy, and his consciousness gradually fell into darkness.

After she fell asleep, Mr. Long didn't continue to speak, and his thumb passed the place where she had just kissed, and pressed it against her slightly pursed lips, and a bright light flickered through her eyes...

As soon as he entered the door, he noticed that there was a wave of fluctuations in the buds of the wood spirit that had not reacted before, and it was probably the wife who was conscious.

But he was still a little shameless... and kissed her stealthily pretending to not know...

The feeling of stealing a kiss is a little different from that of a real kiss...

Mr. Long blinked a little bit unbearably. It would be fine if Mrs. Wake, he missed her very much.

...

In the early morning of the seventh day of Mu Wanwan's rebirth, Mr. Long was very nervous...

According to Aunt Hua, after seven days, Mu Wanwan would be able to reincarnate successfully.

In the past few days, he did not dare to leave her for too long, so he just got some spiritual energy-rich things near the abyss, and the effect was also very good. By the seventh day, the Mu Linghua bud where Mu Wanwan was located was nearly two meters high. , The appearance is almost completely white, the petals are layered together, it seems that they may open at any time.

Jiu Qing and the others also looked forward to it for a long time, but a certain overbearing dragon did not allow others to enter his and his wife's room!

Therefore, everyone can only wait downstairs.

Soon, it was the time to reincarnate, and Mr. Long looked expectantly at the center of the room, already unable to use the big bud wrapped in brocade.

The outermost petals began to roll out a little bit.

Mu Wanwan was also awake, she could perceive the slightly hot sight of a certain dragon outside, touched his two slender and empty palms, suddenly thought of something, and awkwardly touched the inner layer of the bud. Of yourself.

Oh, she seems to have no accompanying clothes! And the bud of Mu Ling will disappear when it is fully opened, then she...

Realizing that if the wood spirit's buds were allowed to open like this, there would be an embarrassing scene that could not be faced, Mu Wanwan tightly clenched the last few petals that were about to open, leaving behind a certain dragon who was gradually panicking outside.