I Married a Disabled Tyrant After Transmigrating

I Married A Disabled Tyrant After Transmigrating Chapter 69

Thirty-four Dragons (2)

She searched for a position where she wouldnt touch him, and could still stretch her body, then made herself comfortable. She was just about to fall asleep when she accidentally caught a glimpse of Mister Long and saw that his white ears were trembling non-stop. The fine fur looked especially fluffy under the illumination of the light.

Were his ears trembling reflexively from pain?

As much as she guessed that Mister Longs ears were trembling because of the pain he was experiencing, Mu Wanwan couldnt help but feel an itch in her heart, even though it was a little cruel. She endured and endured, but still decided to touch them one last time.

Mister Long, can I touch your ears? Before she acted on it, Mu Wanwan went about bullying the comatose dragon as per usual, Ill take it as a yes if you dont say anything.

Only this time, Mister Long was awake.

When he heard what she said, he was a little stunned, and didnt even register what she meant by ears.

But when her soft and slightly cool fingers touched his furry ears that had been the subject of ridicule, the entire dragon stiffened at once.

A numb, tingling sensation exploded all the way from his body to his ears, and Mister Longs face turned red almost immediately.

He, he The ears that had never been exposed since he became an adult, why would they suddenly appear now?! Also, could it be that the ugly-looking things she embroidered on the purse just now were his horns and ears?

Right after these two questions popped up in Mister Longs head, before he even had the time to think about them, his entire body grew numb from the sensation that was spreading out from his ears.

She wasnt just touching them, but also pinched them, and was even touching them from the tips all the way to the base

It was itchy, tingly, and very provocative.

So, the ears of Mister Long, who was too obscene, trembled even more.

Mu Wanwan rubbed them a couple of times and felt that the feeling in her hand was not quite right, so she hurriedly let go. With one look, she found that Mister Longs entire face was flushed. Even the tips of his ears were red and trembling, as if he was very uncomfortable.

She was a little flustered. After all, this didnt happen when she rubbed the dragon before.

Mister Long Im sorry, did I hurt you? Mu Wanwan didnt dare to touch his ears again. Instead, she quickly got out of bed, took a Bixing grass fruit and broke its skin. Filled with trepidation, she tried to make him drink it.

Before Mister Long could recover from the blow of having his ears discovered, he was stuffed with a mouthful of unpleasant Bixing grass juice.

The bitter juice slid all the way into the body that was lacking in spiritual energy, and was almost immediately absorbed by his meridians, leaving only a slightly bitter taste on the tip of his tongue.

Only when Mu Wanwan saw that he was looking better did she relax. She threw the peel away and laid back down properly, not daring to touch his ears again. She said in a small whisper, Good night, Mister Long.

Tucking herself under the covers, she shut her eyes and before long, fell into a long-awaited sweet dream.

On the other hand, a certain dragon was still stuck in the aftershock of having his ears being rubbed, and it took him a long time to recover.

She actually didnt think he was deformed, and judging from her attitude just now, it seemed like she even liked his ears. Mister Long couldnt quite identify what he was feeling

The ears of other dragons were different from his. He was hatched in a sea near the abyss where no dragons lived. When he was a child, there was no one of his kind around him, and he even thought he was a monster.

However, as soon as he tried to go near the abyss, he would be bitten by demons. There was only one very nice demon who would protect him.

He thought that was his father.

Even though that monster had neither furry white ears nor a tail.

But just when he just grew to a young dragon of one metre, that demon disappeared.

He was almost bitten to death, and had fled in a wretched state. It was only later that he realized that he was a dragon.

When he arrived at the dragons territory covered in bruises and wounds, he was condemned as a bastard because of these ears ears that could not be hidden even when he turned into human form, ears that were different from all other dragons.

Dragons were not a soft-hearted race, let alone a sympathetic one. There was no tolerance for differences and heresy.

Enduring the pain in his meridians, Mister Long slowly retracted the pair of ears.

He didnt know if Mu Wanwan had seen other dragons before. If she knew that the true form of other dragons did not have ears like his, would she think he was deformed?

But it doesnt matter, Mister Long tried to deceive himself. As long as he kept his ears hidden, as long as she couldnt see them, then, he was normal, just like the other dragons.

The unease in his heart slowly expanded. Mister Long listened to Mu Wanwans calm breathing, and couldnt help but slowly put out his hand in her direction.

It wasnt until he touched her palm, forced their fingers to interlock and felt her warmth, that he felt a little more settled.

He, this bad dragon, was actually thinking darkly that since she had already married him in full view of the public, she was branded with him for the rest of her life. When he was healed, if she wanted to leave, he would lock her up and keep her with him forever.

Then, he would make her his true wife.