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

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Time passed quickly, and Mulanwan had been with a dragon in awake state for three or four days.

After she thoroughly understood that Mr. Long was such an awkward dragon, she now has a new understanding of how to get along with him.

The new day begins by saying hi to the awkward dragon first.

"Mr. Long, early~"

Get a cold nod.

"Mr. Long, do you want to change the Lingguo taste today?"

In exchange for a dumb "random."

"Mr. Long, your scales are dried and I put them away."

This time a dragon was a little embarrassed. The breeder Mu Wanwan got a pair of shy ears.

"Mr. Long, the sun is out."

Mu Wanwan glanced outside. The sun shines through the clouds and shines in the cleaned yard. It looks warm. She stops her hands and arranges for Meng Meng, and moves towards what she is doing in a wheelchair. A certain dragon said, "I will push you to get some sun outside."

"I remember when I first met you, I thought it would be nice if I could save money to buy a wheelchair one day." Mu Wanwan didn't wait for his response and walked straight to him, pushing the dragon towards the outside.

Today the wind is not strong, and the snow in the yard has also melted a lot. Mu Wanwan has brought out the hens and sprouting, and there are some newly cultivated spirit plants that are also stretching their leaves in the sun.

Long Wei leaned his head, squeezing the last middle grade spirit stone she had just stuffed into herself, looking at the blue sky surrounded by the yard, and his heart was hot.

The spiritual power in his body has almost recovered, and I don't know whether it's because of what she feeds well or not. The curse on her body has been reduced a little bit, and her strength has returned to the previous level of 50%. According to his previous plan, he wants Just go.

He pretended to look indifferently and moved a small bench to sit next to the Muwan bend. A pair of dark black eyes were illuminated by the sun like light ink colored glaze. She looked up slightly and could see his eyelashes stained with gold. The tiny fluff on Mr. Long's pale face was golden and bright, and the curse lines on his face seemed to be much darker.

What an ugly dragon, it's very pretty.

Mu Wanwan was handsome again by him. He unconsciously withdrew his eyes and thought of something. He pulled out a small Qiankun bag from his pocket. Without asking his opinion, he directly put the Qiankun bag in his hand and touched it. His warm fingertips quickly retracted his hand.

Muwan bent his head slightly, staring at the hard-working Mao Chiu not far away, but said in his mouth that he cared about the dragon: "Mr. Dragon, I saved it for a few days. You may be able to use it."

After that night, although Mr. Long still struggled during the day, he gradually returned to his previous state. Mu bend saw his legs got better, he could support the bed by his own strength since yesterday.

He gradually got better and Mu Wanwan could feel it. In the novel she read at the beginning, the plot arrived shortly after Mr. Long woke up. Although she didn't know the plot behind, Long Bacheng also endured a lot a lot of.

Seeing that he secretly pulled her hand so honestly these past few nights, she did not care about this awkward dragon, and prepared some more medicine for him, hoping that he would recover soon.

She has been working very hard on alchemy these days, he always wants to say something else?

Mu Wan bent his head to look at his feet in cotton shoes, and then sneaked a glance at the dragon's pair of cloth slippers, thinking about going out or buying him a pair of shoes again.