I Married a Disabled Tyrant After Transmigrating

Part 29

Mr. Long's spiritual consciousness has been hovering around Mu Wanwan, seeing her cheeks getting paler and paler, her heart is getting more and more anxious, and she even wants to pull people into her arms desperately.

However, he was afraid of her reaction after waking up.

If he has never been exposed to light, and has never been cared for with such perseverance, perhaps he may not care how she feels. But he had already tasted the taste of ease, he was afraid to expose the fact that he was awake.

Because he was worried that she would be afraid of him and would find him disgusting.

His prototype is so ugly. He originally had one more ugly claw than the normal dragon. I heard that the human race disliked the ugly prototype dragon, and now he is disabled again, and his reputation outside is still very bad...

He felt that she would not accept him.

It's just that he can't fool himself.

Mr. Long held her hand and shook her palms, his heart swelled and his handsome face was hot.

The slightly blazing body temperature followed the broad palm, passing from the palm that she shook with Mu Wanwan to her body little by little.

He was still hesitating, but his body temperature was like a warm candle in the dark night, making Mu Wanwan, who was all uncomfortable, instinctively want to get closer.

So warm...

The surroundings are cold, only the palm of his hand is hot.

Perhaps people have an instinct to get close to warmth. Although Mu Wanwan's consciousness was ups and downs, after feeling more comfortable, she tried her best to grasp Mr. Long's hand tightly, and even climbed with the other hand. Came up and hugged his arm.

So warm, so warm.

Mu Wanwan opened his eyes slightly dizzy, but there was pitch black in front of him, and he couldn't see anything.

She even thought that when she was a child, she was locked in a dark orphanage.

It was winter. All three children who lived together were adopted. She was the only one who was considered to be an unhealthy child because of continuous fever and was not adopted.

The dean is usually peaceful, but that day, it seemed that he was suddenly bored with her, cut off the power, and locked her in the room.

It was the same at that time, her head was very hot, but her body was very cold, and everything around her was icy, she curled up in the corner desperately, but still couldn't feel any warmth.

But this time is different.

What's there, it's warm.

"Cold... I'm so cold..."

Mu Wanwan was willing to let go of Mr. Long's arm, and even grasped it tighter, as if a person falling into the water was holding onto the driftwood.

Mr. Long only felt that her soft body was sticking up, with a clammy breath, but it didn't make him feel disgusted at all.

It was the first time that he saw such a fragile her, and even the voice lacked the confidence and tenacity in life that he had usually had in life, and he was left full of helplessness.

This time, even though he shuddered and his blood flowed back from the skin contact between the two, he still maintained his sanity.

He, he can really pull her into his arms?

His hesitation and entanglement were all in the next moment, when she heard the fragile "Mr. Dragon" with her, her mind was disconnected, like a crashing rock, and it fell apart in an instant.