CH 119

Fifty-three Dragons (2)

The Grade 2 Condensed Snow plant was the most crucial and difficult component to cultivate. The Condensed Snow seed was a very strange seed that was pure white and crystalline. Mu Wanwan tried several times and wasted about three or four Condensed Snow seeds before she finally succeeded in cultivating one Condensed Snow seedling.

It was a translucent white from its roots to its buds. While it wasn’t large, it had drained her of nearly half of her spiritual energy.

Somewhat exhausted, Mu Wanwan buried the hard-earned Condensed Snow seedling into a newly-purchased pot filled with spiritual soil.

She busied herself all day until it was very late, cultivating seeds, doing the laundry, cooking, and washing up, not leaving out a single chore. There weren’t any abnormalities with Mister Long in the daytime, and she made herself feed and clean him as usual. When she finished everything, she went out again to add a few heating stones in the spirit chicks’ coop.

Only then did Mu Wanwan look at the lit room and take a deep breath.

She was sure that the unconscious Mister Long wouldn’t hurt her when she slept next to him, but she wasn’t sure that would be the case if Mister Long were conscious.

However…

She touched the jade bangle on her wrist, and her eyes flashed——

With how strong Mister Long was, even if he was now cursed, he would still be very strong when he regained consciousness. If he hated her, he would probably already have killed her last night. Seeing that he hadn’t done anything, it was probably a sign that he didn’t hate her that much.

She would be lying to herself if she said she didn’t have feelings for Mister Long.

She wanted to try to stay awake tonight to see if he was really conscious or not, and if he would do anything to her.

Mu Wanwan was actually very nervous. After all, she had never seen a conscious Mister Long except in her dream. Moreover, there must be many differences between the little Mister Long and the current him…

She felt a little scared but still tried her best to act normally. After soothing the feathery chirp, she extinguished the lights in the room and edged towards the bed little by little.

Perhaps one’s environment really did change with one’s state of mind. She used to think going to bed to sleep was just a normal daily thing to do, but now, it was difficult for her to even take off her outer robe.

Bit by bit, Mu Wanwan slid under her covers, then said softly in a trembling voice, “G-goodnight Mister Long, Mengmeng.”

Mengmeng didn’t know how much trouble it had caused Mu Wanwan by tattling on Mister Long. It gave an enthusiastic and sleepy chirp to indicate that it was going to sleep.

The room gradually grew quiet. Mu Wanwan tried to relax her body as much as possible, and tried her best to calm her breathing——

She was waiting.

She didn’t know how much time had passed, but just as Mu Wanwan was about to fall asleep, she felt a slight cold breeze on her exposed face, startling her out of sleep in an instant——

M-M-Mister… Was Mister Long awake?

Mu Wanwan tried to keep the side of her body that was next to Mister Long as still as possible, while her other hand gripped her quilt nervously.

Her breathing grew chaotic for a couple of seconds, and she tried hard to calm back down.

After a while, just when Mu Wanwan thought that the cold breeze just now was just her imagination, she heard the sound of clothes rustling against the quilt—it was very slight and slow.

Then, a slightly warm hand traced the edge of her tightly-wrapped quilt, and came in bit by bit, bringing some heat with it.

Mu Wanwan, “…”

So, he was indeed conscious!!

Her feelings were in a jumble all at once—there was fear, as well as disappointment. Mu Wanwan didn’t dare to move at all, for fear that if she suddenly ‘woke up’, she would anger this dragon who was doing god knows what.

She only felt him moving bit by bit to take hold of her hand and force her palm open, then wipe away the sweat on her palm with his fingertips.

When he touched the jade bangle on her wrist, there was a low chuckle laden with an unknown meaning in Mu Wanwan’s ear.

Immediately after that, Mu Wanwan felt her palm being repeatedly kneaded by Mister Long. He didn’t use much force, and could even be said to be very gentle, but when she felt him squeeze her palm, it was numbing and scary.

Could it be that he was hungry and wanted to have some meat after waking up, so he was assessing the quality of her flesh?

Mu Wanwan was all dizzy by now and didn’t even know what she was thinking about. Her heart was racing, and she couldn’t tell whether it was from excitement or fear.

She waited apprehensively for a while. When she felt him gradually pull her hand towards him, her entire hand started trembling…

Then, she found that her fingers were interlocked with Mister Long’s.

Mu Wanwan, “…”

She was a little confused. She waited for a while more, but the dragon did not seem to have the slightest intention to let go, nor did he bite her. He just held her hand like that as his breathing gradually quickened.

Mu Wanwan, “???”

Her hand that was forcibly clasped in his was now completely slick with the sweat of both human and dragon, and was astonishingly hot.

The dark of the night heightened the suggestive atmosphere, and Mu Wanwan’s thoughts began to grow wild.

She didn’t even realise that her face was very red, and only thought helplessly, What’s wrong with this dragon? What on earth is he doing?

The scalding palms remained clasped for a long time before Mister Long finally seemed to be satisfied and released her hand.

By then, Mu Wanwan’s brain had already come up with countless speculations as to why Mister Long didn’t tell her that he was conscious, and even made lots of excuses for him. For example——

She had seen his wretched state, and as a prideful dragon, he wanted to maintain his image of being a domineering tyrant (as seen from the fussiness of little Mister Long).

Or, he had not completely recovered, and was afraid that she would treat him badly and abuse him if he woke up (to be verified).

Or, he was worried that she was one of Ao Qin’s people and didn’t dare to wake up for fear that he would be killed if she found out (seems to make sense).

Or maybe, he…

He, toward her…

Mu Wanwan was incredibly nervous. When this reason came to mind, she immediately refuted it in her heart countless times.

He was only her husband in name, and was a cruel and tyrannical dragon. According to others’ descriptions of him, he was most likely to be a self-indulgent scumbag who did whatever he wanted.

If he really had any designs on her, why didn’t he just wake up and force himself on her?

Mu Wanwan’s thoughts ran amok, and by the time she came back to herself, she realised that Mister Long was very close to her since god knows when.

What’s this…? W-was he going to eat her or do something to her?

If he was really going to hurt her, e-even though she was very weak, she would resist!

Mu Wanwan felt a weight on her shoulder and was just about to bear it no longer and open her eyes when she heard a low and hoarse voice in her ears, “Wife…”

“Hold me.”