Although it was a happy thing to be reunited with Huanhuan, Sang Ye felt very complicated when he saw his cute little wife turn into a malnourished tree.
He extended his snake tongue, rolled up the small tree, and placed it on his snake body.
"Why are you here? And in this state too."
Huanhuan reached out with the branch and hugged Sang Ye's tongue, rubbing it affectionately.
The fatigue she felt from the past few days of hard work all disappeared at this moment.
Now that she had found him, it was worth it.
"I chased you here. In order not to be discovered by your uncle, I ate a lotus seed and turned into a small tree. Fortunately, I can still speak. Otherwise, I wouldn't know how to catch your attention."
Although he couldn't see her expression, he could tell from her brisk tone that Huanhuan was in a very good mood.
However, Sang Ye was not in a good mood.
