Fifty-two Dragons (1) - unedited


    Feeling the reflexive movements of the fingertip on his tongue, Mister Longs entire dragon body stiffened.


    Before developing a series of symptoms such as blushing, heart racing, and spontaneousbustion, he felt like he was about to fall into an ice abyss along with his heart


    Could it be


    That shes woken up?


    At this moment, Mister Long no longer knew how he should react.


    If she found out that not only did he wake up, but also secretly did this kind of thing to her in the middle of the night, she would definitely feel very disgusted, right? She might even think hes a perverta nasty and disgusting dragon.


    Mister Longs head went nk, and he just froze instinctively.


    In the ck of the night, he maintained the ridiculous action of holding her hand and having her fingertip in his mouth. All his muscles were tense, and his heart was about to stop. The saliva he didnt manage to swallow in time slid along his lips and left a suggestive, meandering trace.


    Mu Wanwan only felt something wasnt quite right. She touched the moist, soft, and warm thing, moved her fingers, then also touched some hard things. Together, the feeling was a little peculiar.


    But soon, the cold air from outside the quilt crept up her arms and the backs of her hands.


    Mhm


    It was a little cold.


    Mu Wanwan wanted to retract her hand, but Mister Long simply did not dare to move. He felt her fingertip glide across his sensitive tongue, all the way to his sharp canines, before she pulled it out.


    It made a pop sound.


    The sound was a little loud, and Mister Long felt like he was about to suffocate. He couldnt care less that the contents of the interdimensional pouch havent been taken out, nor did he care if there might be any ws in his n. Almost immediately, he fell to the side, anxiously pretending to be aatose dragon _


    If his wife was woken up by his licking and found that he was doing something bad to her, then he would really be too ashamed to show his face.


    Mu Wanwan also felt that something wasnt quite right. After retracting her hand, she felt that her fingertip was a little sticky, and there seemed to be something moving on the bed. Moreover, as it hadnt been a particrly tiring day, she wasnt sleeping very soundly. So, she slowly opened her eyes.


    The room was quiet, as if nothing had happened, and it also quiet outside.


    The feathery chirp and the chicks were all asleep, and Mister Long was also breathing very evenly Eh?


    Mister Long seems to be breathing very rapidly?


    Mu Wanwan lifted part of her quilt dazedly. She raised her still-cold hand and put two fingers together. It was very moist, but she couldnt see what it was in the darkness of the night.


    Her first thought was that she had drooled in her sleep, but when she touched her pillow, it was dry as can be.


    If it wasnt her drool, could it be Mister Longs blood?


    Mu Wanwan was awake at once.


    Mister Longs wretched condition from before was still fresh in her mind. Whether he had vomited blood or if his tail was secreting pus again, they were both bad news.


    Mu Wanwan stumbled up to light themp, not knowing that when she got up, Mister Long, who was lying beside her, was secretly looking at her with his spiritual consciousness.


    Only heaven knew about the tremulous fear that coursed through his blood when his spiritual consciousness saw his wife suspiciously holding her fingers together.


    And about the awful thought he had


    I-if she licks it


    He cant anymore the dragon was about to be beaten by his imagination.


    Mu Wanwan lit themp and warm light filled the room.


    Mu Wanwan found a handkerchief and wiped her hands clean. At the same time, she also heaved a sigh of relief. Thank goodness, it was neither blood nor pus, so it shouldnt be anything serious.


    Mengmeng was very sensitive to changes in the light. It opened itsrge, ck bean-like eyes and looked puzzledly at Mu Wanwan. Chirp chirp~?


    Mu Wanwan was still a little cold. She was only wearing a thin inner garment, which was now a little messy. Below the cor, her beautiful corbones could vaguely be seen. Her long hair draped down, and she raised her hand to touch Mengmengs head, revealing a portion of her fair wrist.


    Mister Longs spiritual consciousness, that was glued to her body, seemed to have been scalded, and shrunk back abruptly


    He closed his eyes properly this time and didnt dare to do anything more.


    His wife had fed him well in the day, and a new spirit stone had been ced by his bed. The curse in his body was still severe, but it no longer caused as much pain as before.


    It was no longer like before, when the pain was so severe that his meridians were broken, and any movement felt as if his bones were being gouged out.


    Its just to the extent where it felt like he was being stabbed by countless fine needles, little by little.


    It was something he could bear.


    He closed his eyes. His head was filled with the appearance of her he had just seen, and his blood gradually grew hot. There was even a strange feeling that was stronger than the pain buried in his body. Bit by bit, like waves, it pushed him to his wits end, making his ears tremble.


    It was just as stimting as when she had given him a bath that day.


    Mister Long didnt know that he was now blushing to the point of others almost not being able to make out his face anymore. He naively thought that as long as he kept his eyes closed and did not move, there would be nothing amiss.


    The poor dragon didnt even know that he had a problem of blushing easily~


    Mu Wanwan went to the bed. She lifted the red nuptial quilt, nced inside, and determined that Mister Longs tail was fine. It was just that the scales near the waist seemed to be a little differentthey were slightly higher than usual, but it shouldnt be anything serious.


    So, the thing on her finger


    Mu Wanwan had a somewhat terrible spection and looked up at Mister Longs cheeks


    They were flushed, and there was a hint of shine around his lips


    Mu Wanwan, ...


    Her face turned red instantly.


    So, did she have the feeling that something wasnt right just now because she poked her hand into Mister Longs mouth?