I Married A Disabled Tyrant After Transmigrating

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Forty-three Dragons (4)

Mister Long’s ears trembled, and a thought flashed across his mind like lightning. He tensed his body with difficulty, and his handsome face was flushed with embarrassment.

In her ear, he made a small little sound he disdained the most and had complained about countless times in his heart; the sound exclusive to the feather ball when it was trying to seem cute—

“Chirp…”

The voice was low, hoarse, and soft. Only the ending note rose a little slightly, and there was nothing cute about it like Mengmeng’s was at all.

Surprisingly, Mu Wanwan didn’t notice.

Half-asleep, she wanted to get up, but then thought the feather ball that was pressing down on her was too heavy. After attempting to, she lazy back down lazily. “Mhm… you’ve gained weight.”

Mister Long felt only her soft body through the quilts, and the chest that was pressed gently against his, and the whole dragon felt like he was about to explode. To lower his wife’s guard, he said “Chirp~” twice again in a small voice.

Then, red-faced and embarrassed, he quickly returned to the original position where he belonged.

Only Heaven knew that he’d almost stopped breathing. Mister Long’s heart beat violently, and he felt that his lift would end sooner or later in Mu Wanwan’s hands.

Before he could recover, Mu Wanwan felt something was amiss.

Although the feathery chirp had gotten fatter, it couldn’t have become that much fatter, right? Also, why did she feel that there was something wrong about the feather ball’s voice?

The more she thought about it in her sleep, the stranger she felt it was. Could she have encountered a ghost?

When this idea suddenly appeared in her head, Mu Wanwan opened her eyes abruptly, took a couple of sharp breaths, then sat up. The lights in the room were about to burn out, and there was only a little dim light left. She looked automatically towards Mister Long——

His furry ears were still there… No, wait— why were the black and red lines on his face gone?

Her heart leapt abruptly. Along with the speculation of there being a ghost, Mu Wanwan’s heart beat wildly. She felt like she was about to die from fright, and called out the feathery chirp’s name instinctively—

“Mengmeng…”

“Mengmeng…”

“Chirp…?”

“Chirp!”

Upon hearing Mu Wanwan’s call, Mengmeng struggled up and responded to her with its tender voice. It opened its eyes and looked at Mu Wanwan who liked like she was about to cry, and hopped nimbly from the bedside table to the edge of the bed, then hopped into her hand and rubbed her palm with its little head.

“Chirp chirp?”

There was a warm feeling in her hand, and Mu Wanwan’s heart gradually calmed down. However, she was still trembling. The more she thought about it, the more afraid she became. I-if the person lying beside her was not Mister Long and was a g-ghost, what should she do?!

“Mengmeng…”

“Chirp!” replied Mengmeng loudly. Then, it gave Mu Wanwan another loving rub to comfort her.

Mu Wanwan touched Mengmeng’s little head, made up her mind, then looked over at Mister Long abruptly—

Ah, it was still the familiar Mister Long.

Lying motionlessly and obediently.

She breathed a sigh of relief and wiped away the cold sweat a little embarrassedly. She put the feathery chirp gently on the bedside table, then got up and lit a lamp.

The room brightened in an instant, and Mu Wanwan was completely awake.

“I’m sorry, Mengmeng, for disturbing your sleep.” She whispered an apology to Mengmeng and received a bright chirping sound in return.

“It’s a good thing you’re here,” she said and smiled. Just as she was about to say something to Mister Long, who was still lying down, she heard the crisp sound of a shell breaking.

“Chirp!” The feather ball became excited all of a sudden. Flapping the little wings that could not yet fully support its body, it glided all the way to the basket containing the spirit eggs.

Mu Wanwan also became energetic. She put on an outer robe and walked over to the table.

With the newly-lit lamp, she could see the situation in the basket clearly—

Two of the spirit eggs in the basket had a crack on them.

Crack, crack.

They cracked open slowly.

This— are the eggs hatching?

Mu Wanwan was a little surprised. Actually, she had thought at the beginning that these eggs wouldn’t hatch. After all, the weather has been so cold lately. Although she had bought heating stones and covered it was a handkerchief, and Mengmeng would also use its little wings to cover the spirit eggs from time to time, she still did not carry much hope.

In fact, the egg seller had told her that these were Grade 1 spirit eggs, and the probability of them hatching without a mother hen was very low. Generally, if they didn’t hatch after five days, they could be eaten.

But perhaps because of the dream about Mister Long, she had developed some personal emotions, and decided to only eat them if they didn’t hatch after ten days. Yet, they were now giving her such a big surprise.

If only little Mister Long were here.

If little Mister Long saw his Big Treasure and Little Treasure hatching, he would surely be very happy, right?

With a gentle expression, Mu Wanwan looked at the two fragile little chicks breaking out of their shells little by little. Then, towards Mengmeng, the first bird they saw, they made clear cries for food.

Yet, Mengmeng didn’t feel anything and chirped happily at them in greeting.

At this scene, Mu Wanwan couldn’t help laughing out loud.

Alright then, now that the little chicks have hatched, she probably won’t get any sleep tonight again.

Filled with energy, she planned to begin on a series of tasks. Mu Wanwan didn’t even realise that her expression was happy and gentle.

Mister Long withdrew his spiritual consciousness slowly. His heart had calmed down from almost being caught. Looking at Mu Wanwan, the feather ball, and the newly hatched ugly chicks, the corners of Mister Long’s lips lifted imperceptibly. Yet, his eyes stung a little.

Ah, he already knew.

He knew it a long time ago.

In the second year after he lost his “home” and was forced to flee, he knew.

Those eggs that looked like these were spirit chicken eggs. It was impossible for baby dragons to hatch from them.

Even if the names of the spirit eggs were Big Treasure and Little Treasure, they could not hatch into dragonlings.

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