I Married A Disabled Tyrant After Transmigrating-Chapter 63

Thirty-two Dragons (1)

Mu Wanwan wanted to touch it, but when she reached out, her fingers that were all sticky and filthy contrasted starkly with Mister Long’s furry white ears, and she couldn’t bring herself to touch them.

Resisting the thought of wanting to rub the dragon, as much as she was tempted to, Mu Wanwan still regretfully withdrew her hand.

When she calmed down, the smell in the room was too much for her to bear.

Mu Wanwan got up, only to feel the filth congealed on her body wrinkle together as she moved. She couldn’t stand it any longer and quickly got down from the bed.

Standing on the ground, she first moved her own unsoiled bedding to the side, then lifted Mister Long’s bedding——

The moment it was lifted, an indescribable smell drifted out. As dirty as she was, Mu Wanwan was almost suffocated by the stench.

After coughing a few times to get her breath back, she saw that there were dirty stains all over the quilt and mattress; there was even some on Mister Long’s body.

Mu Wanwan was a little embarrassed. She quickly bundled the dirty quilt up, opened the windows to air the room, then hurriedly grabbed some clean clothes and ran off to boil water for a bath.

When the water was ready, Mu Wanwan got in and rubbed her arms. The originally clear bucket of water instantly turned murky as the dirt that was like a layer of dead skin was rubbed off.

After a simple washing, the entire bucket of water had turned completely black. Mu Wanwan looked at the bucket of water and went silent——

She didn’t even know that she, who bathed and washed her hair often, had so many dirty things within her body.

She touched her seemingly smoother cheeks, even if it was only all in her head, then fetched another bucket of clean water and scrubbed herself clean from inside out.

Mu Wanwan attempted to wash her inner garments, but after scrubbing for what felt like half a day, she couldn’t even get one sleeve clean, so she gave up. It was a good thing she had bought some extra clothes at the market just in case, otherwise, she was afraid she would have no clothes to wear.

After all, they were very poor—she only had two sets of old, over-washed inner garments.

After bathing, Mu Wanwan cooked some spiritual rice congee. Perhaps because Mister Long’s blood was very powerful, she had felt very hungry from the beginning, and after thinking about it, she decided to be a little extravagant and indulge in some spiritual rice.

Ah, right, I wonder if those eggs and meat I bought earlier have gone bad.

Mu Wanwan glanced at the sky outside. The weather was fine today, but the sunlight was still weak; she guessed that it was about one o’clock in the afternoon. She decided to first change the quilt and mattress first, then give Mister Long a simple scrubbing.

By then, the congee should be ready. She would then stir-fry some vegetables, feed Mister Long some fruit, wash the clothes and bedding, and cultivate fruit to make money. After all, she did not know how long she had been sick and hadn’t checked if the spirit stones at home had already been all absorbed. If Mister Long’s tail began to rot again because of the lack of spirit stones, it would be a problem…

Mu Wanwan sighed, feeling with great conviction that she really couldn’t fall ill— maintaining a household was truly difficult.

She filled a bucket of hot water and went back to the room. The smell in the room had dissipated a little, but it was still rather unpleasant.

Mu Wanwan went to the bedside and said in a low voice, “Mister Long, I’m sorry for getting you dirty. I’ll wipe it for you first, it may be a little cold.”

The last time she cleaned Mister Long was at noon the day before she left for the market. She guessed that it had been a few days since then. But because he never went out, his body wasn’t really dirty.

Mu Wanwan soaked the handkerchief, wrung it out and started wiping from his arm.

At first, she was able to clean the places she had accidentally dirtied Mister Long without distraction, but gradually, especially when she came to his tightly arranged abdominal muscles, Mu Wanwan began to feel her cheeks burning faintly.

His body temperature was not low. In his half-dragon state, his upper body was still that of a human. Mu Wanwan sped up the movement of her hands, and when Mister Long was wiped clean, she even felt a little relieved.

Mister Long’s tail was in good condition, only a few scales were a bit dirty. After wiping it clean, Mu Wanwan reapplied some medicine on it, then hurriedly took out the clothes and inner garments she had bought for him from the market and dressed his upper body. His lower body’s tail could only remain bare.

The inner garment she bought was moon-white. It wasn’t cheap and was of pretty good quality. After putting it on Mister Long, it made him look even paler, and his face more sinister.

Mu Wanwan touched her face, then looked at the dirty mattress under Mister Long and said, “I’m going to change the mattress.”

Then, she began to go through the familiar motions of moving him——

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