Xiaobai didn't expect Ruan Jiaojiao to suddenly wake up, startled, and immediately the part of the quilt that was poking at its tail fell off.
Ruan Jiaojiao tilted her head slightly, even more puzzled, "Xiaobai, are you putting the quilt on me?"
But if you're putting the quilt on me, just put it on, why are you holding my hand.
The domestic snake has been around for ten years now, so naturally, Ruan Jiaojiao is not afraid Xiaobai will hurt her, even though her hand is still in its mouth, she's not afraid, she just wonders what it wants to do.
Xiaobai retracted its tail, tossed it on the ground, and looking at Ruan Jiaojiao's trusting face, lowered its head and released her hand.
It shook its head, pretending as if nothing happened, "Hiss hiss hiss..." No problem at all.
But as it released her hand, it couldn't help but wistfully glance at her wrist.
