Bai Qingqing also thought of this and immediately stood up, looking toward the door as well as the curtain.
They had just come in through the door. The long corridor wouldn't be able to hide the snakes. They shouldn't have crawled out through the door.
Therefore, Bai Qingqing walked toward the window and parted the curtains to look downward. Her lips twitched.
The little snakes presented all sorts of shapes as they were frozen stiff on the ground. There were some in the shape of mosquito coil, fried dough twist, waves, as well as some with a semi-standing pose, wanting to turn their heads to look back at the window as if wanting to climb back.
No matter their poses, all were hard, looking like carved-out wax art pieces with exaggerated designs.
Although Bai Qingqing was very worried, she still burst out laughing when she first saw this.
"Qingqing?" Muir also walked over to the window.
