Let's not even talk about the meat-meat; he didn't dare hope its offspring would be all that smart, but when it came to Xiaobai's little Changchong, he really was looking forward to it. Back then he just loved how it treated Ruan Jiaojiao, so in high spirits he went down the steps to pick a snake.
Problem was, his last name might be Ruan, but he wasn't Ruan Jiaojiao!
He made a round among the group of snakes and finally picked the longest, biggest one: "This one!"
The one he pointed at glared at him with its triangular eyes, twisted its Xiaobai-style seductive body and slid back several steps, showing it wasn't willing. And not only that—because it backed off, the other snakes all stood out, and none of them wanted to be chosen either. They all twisted their bodies and backed up, backing and backing, backing and backing… by the end, they were several zhang away from Ruan Jie.
"…" Ruan Jie's hand was still pointing in midair.
