I Married a Disabled Tyrant After Transmigrating

Part 32

Mu Wanwan originally wanted to touch it, but when she stretched out her hand, her fingers were covered with slimy dirt, which formed a sharp contrast with Mr. Long's furry white ears. She was really embarrassed to touch it.

Enduring the thought of rubbing the dragon, Mu Wanwan was itchy, but still withdrew his hand angrily.

Once she calmed down, the smell in the room became unbearable.

Mu Wanwan got up, only feeling that the dirt formed on her body was crumpled together with her movements, and she quickly got off the bed because she couldn't bear it.

She stood on the ground, first moved her unstained quilt aside, and then opened Mr. Long's bed...

As soon as he opened it, an unspeakable smell came out. Although his body was already very dirty, Mu Wanwan was almost suffocated by the smell.

After she coughed a few times and eased her breath, she could see that the quilt and mattress were scattered with dirt, and even Mr. Long had some stains on his body.

Mu Wanwan was a little embarrassed, and quickly picked up the dirty quilt, opened the window to let the wind out, and hurried to take a clean suit and ran to boil the water for a bath.

The water boiled, and Mu Wanwan just got into the water and rubbed his arms. The originally clear bucket of water immediately turned semi-black, and the dirt like dead skin was constantly rubbed off the skin.

After she simply washed it again, the whole bucket of water had all turned black. Mu Wanwan looked at the bucket of water and was a little silent...

She didn't even know that she had so many dirty things in her body, who used to bathe and wash her hair.

After touching her cheeks that had become slippery due to psychological effects, Mu Wanwan swiped another bucket of clean water and rubbed herself clean from the inside out.

Mu Wanwan tried to wash the obscene clothes she wore in it, but after rubbing for a long time, she didn't rub a sleeve clean, so she gave up. Fortunately, she bought more clothes at the market for spare use. Otherwise, she gave up. I'm afraid she will have no clothes to wear.

After all, they are very poor, so she just washed two sets of whitish clothes.

After taking a shower, Mu Wanwan cooked some Lingmi porridge, perhaps because Mr. Long's blood was very useful. She felt very hungry from just now, so after thinking about it, she decided to take the extravagance to eat Lingmi by herself.

By the way, there are the eggs and meat I bought before, I don't know if it's broken.

Mu Wanwan glanced at the sky outside. The weather is good today, but the sun is still faint. It is estimated that it is about one o'clock in the afternoon. She planned to change the quilt and mattress first, and then give Mr. Long a simple scrub.

Then the porridge should be cooked, cooking a dish, feeding Mr. Long some fruits, washing clothes and quilts, and growing fruits to make money. After all, she didn't know how long she had been sick this time, and the spirit stone at home didn't know if she had absorbed it. After that, she hasn't checked yet. If the spirit stone is not enough, Mr. Long's tail is rotten again, then it will be troublesome...

Mu Wanwan sighed, feeling deeply that he really couldn't get sick, and it was hard to support his family.

She took a bucket of hot water back to the room, and the smell in the room had disappeared, but it still smelled a bit unpleasant.

Mu Wanwan walked to the bed and whispered, "Mr. Long, I'm sorry, I got you dirty. I will wipe it for you first. It may be a bit cold."

The last time I cleaned Mr. Long, it was at noon the day before she left for the market. Now, it is estimated that a few days have passed. But because he hasn't been out, he is okay.