I Married A Disabled Tyrant After Transmigrating

Forty-six Dragons (2)

Mu Wanwan couldn’t help touching her smooth arms. Ever since she stole a kiss from Mister Long and advanced in rank after drinking dragon blood, she felt that her skin was getting better and better.

The fair arms pressed on Mister Long’s shoulders. After helping a certain dragon to adjust his posture, Mu Wanwan was ready to take the water scoop to bathe the dragon.

She decided to wash his hair as well. Mu Wanwan touched Mister Long’s long hair and scooped up a ladle of water. His long hair slid all the way down his collarbones and into the water. Mu Wanwan reached out to lift the lock of hair away, then saw his shoulders that had gotten red at some point.

Her face reddened instantly.

Actually, this wasn’t her first time doing this sort of cleaning. Besides, a certain dragon didn’t have (bleep—) now, so the embarrassment she felt at the beginning had become a resigned stubbornness— wasn’t it just giving the dragon a bath? Moreover, it was a comatose dragon. It’s not like she was going to do anything to him, so she didn’t have to bear any psychological burden at all!!

Mu Wanwan tried hard to convince herself and tried her best to bathe him without looking. She took the common plant she had bought previously for cleaning, squeezed the juice from its plump leaves, and rubbed it in the palm of her hand. Just as she got ready to rub it on Mister Long’s furry ears, she caught a glimpse of his water-stained eyelashes and rosy lips, then looked at the terrible white liquid on her palms…

Mu Wanwan, “…”

See no evil, see no evil.

She was very innocent, and she had no other thoughts in mind. The only thing that was to blame was that she had never thought there was anything wrong with the juice of this plant that had an excellent cleaning ability before QWQ

Cheeks burning, Mu Wanwan quickly got some water to make foam, so as to bathe the dragon as soon as possible.

If even she was already feeling a little discomfort from the suggestive atmosphere, Mister Long was about to lose it.

He was almost at the limit of his endurance,

He knew that his wife was very gentle, but he didn’t expect her to be so gentle.

Although it was just a simple bath with no other intentions, he could not restrain himself already.

Warm fingertips brought the slightly scalding hot water from his ears which were very sensitive to temperature and humidity, all the way down…

The curse hadn’t completely subsided and there was a dull ache in his meridians, but Mister Long could already feel his blood flowing backwards and his body boiling all over.

……

“Mhm…”

When Mu Wanwan was rubbing the dragon’s ears, she suddenly heard a low voice that was enduring something. Stiffening immediately, she looked at Mister Long’s face in disbelief——

Although his cheeks were very red, his brows were still wrinkled, his lips were pursed, and his face bore an expression of pain. He didn’t look like he was awake.

Could she have misheard?

Mu Wanwan rubbed the dragon’s ears a few more times, tentatively repeating her actions, but did not hear any other sounds, and gradually relaxed.

Well, that made sense. She hadn’t even been here for long, so how was it possible for Mister Long to have already woken up so quickly?

Mister Long endured the process painfully, feeling that every second was very torturous. Yet, he also wanted time to pass a little slower, and then a little slower some more.

He didn’t make any more sounds, and Mu Wanwan completed the washing of his ears and hair smoothly. After giving him a rinse, Mister Long became a decent dragon again.

“Would you like me to scrub your scales?” Mu Wanwan’s low voice travelled through him from his eardrums, setting off crackling electric sparks all the way~

W-wash his scales?

Wouldn’t that mean that…

She would touch some places that shouldn’t be touched?

Wasn’t this a little too soon?

Mister Long thought inwardly that he wasn’t prepared for things to progress so quickly.

But… if this wife— if his wife wanted to…

It— it was fine for him too.

Mister Long’s thoughts were gradually slipping to the brink of danger. Mu Wanwan was oblivious to the terrible thoughts of a certain bad dragon. She was genuinely thinking about things from the perspective of hygiene as to whether or not to scrub his scales as well since she was already giving him a bath.

After all, they have not been washed for more than a month. Besides, dragons liked being clean, right?

She took the brush, and before she could do anything, the crisp voice of the feathery tit came to her ears——

“Chirp!!”

Mengmeng, who had been left alone in the corner, smelled the fresh scent of the cleaning plants in the air, and was no longer in the mood to chip and comfort the three chicks that had been scared silly by Mister Long’s intimidation. It lifted its little wings and sniffed the stinky feathers on its body. Ah, the cleanliness-loving little chirp couldn’t take it anymore!

After Mu Wanwan had untied Mengmeng earlier, she didn’t tie it up again, so Mengmeng was free to more around.

“Chirp!” Mengmeng also wanted to be all clean and nice smelling!

So, a certain dragon, who was still immersed in the gentle touch of his wife, and Mu Wanwan, a tired bathing maid who was still holding on to the brush, had water smashed all over their faces by the feather ball that was getting fatter and fatter in the next second.

Mister Long, who was forced to wake up from his beautiful thoughts, “……”

The author has something to say.

Mister Long (with gritted teeth), “Sooner or later, I will kill this tit.”

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