I Married a Disabled Tyrant After Transmigrating

Twenty-five Dragons (2)

In that less than half-an-hour during which he was awake every day, she was either taking care of him or cultivating seeds. The only time she rested was when she slept at night.

If he could, he really didnt want her to be even a little tired anymore, but he was just so incompetent. Other than lying on the bed and accepting her kindness, he was unable to do anything.

This feeling of powerlessness was even stronger than when he was being hunted down in his childhood.

It was so intense that sometimes, he even wanted to wake up no matter what the cost.

However, if he destroyed his cultivation base and gave up his original core to wake up, it was equivalent to giving up the possibility of going further in his cultivation. It was also the same as becoming a true disabled wastrel. Even if he really woke up, he was afraid that to her, it would not be a good thing.

He wanted to recover as soon as possible, to hurry and have enough power to take her away and keep her from harm.

As Mister Long thought, his heart grew stuffy, as if it was being tormented by guilt.

Mister Long, you look really bad. After calculating for a long time, Mu Wanwan was about to give up in frustration when she caught a glimpse of her Mister Longs wickedly handsome face. It was even paler than usual, and she even spotted a trace of blood dribbling from the corner of his lips.

Did his condition worsen again?

Recalling his tragic appearance when he had last vomited blood, Mu Wanwan stood up at once and took the leftover ginseng from one side, cut another small piece, then hurriedly walked back to the bed and reached out to grasp his chin.

The slightly warm and soft fingers pressed against Mister Longs lips, instantly freeing him from the feelings of self-blame.

Before Mister Long had time to react, he felt two warm fingers that were holding a familiar ginseng slice gently parting his slightly pointed teeth and delivering it into his mouth.

It turns out that when he was unconscious, this was how she fed him the ginseng slices. No this wasnt right

The previous speculations he had come up with were completely denied. Mister Long was a little upset, but he soon realised something, and his ears were again a little hot.

This time, he was actually only suffering from a little frustration, and it wasnt as serious of an attack as before. But seeing how anxious she was, it must mean that she actually really cared about him, right?

Mister Longs heartbeat secret sped up a little. His soft tongue made a light licking movement reflexively, just like how he swallowed congee instinctively when he was unconscious.

When the moist warmth touched Mu Wanwans fingertips, both human and dragon froze at the same time.

Mister Long swore that it was purely out of reflex. He was even a little afraid that his wife would be disgusted with him, and simply dared not move anymore. Only his eyelashes were trembling, and his ears were red.

Whereas Mu Wanwan froze for one second. The fingertips he licked were a little hot. She quickly pulled her fingers out; they were a little shiny. Mu Wanwan went out silently to wash her hands clean, and pretended as if nothing had happened.

She was actually feeling some rather strange emotions in her heart. It wasnt really disgust or dislike, but it wasnt that she liked it either. In short, it was very complicated. Anyway, she would touch Mister Longs tongue when she changed the ginseng slices for him in the past too, though Mister Long hadnt moved before

It should just be a normal reflexive movement, right?

Mu Wanwan thought silently, After all, Mister Long can also swallow instinctively, so this was probably the same as that

She would just think of it as being licked by a puppy!

Mu Wanwan found herself a somewhat satisfactory excuse and so, stopped thinking about it. She helped Mister Long to wipe off that little trail of blood from the corner of his lips, checked off the things needed for the next days journey again, then got ready to go to bed.

On the other hand, while a certain dragon held a ginseng slice in his mouth, his thoughts kept drifting elsewhere, and his cheeks kept remaining hot.

It was a good thing he was already awake for a long time today. He wouldnt be able to hold on for long and would soon lose consciousness again to battle with the curse within his body.

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