As the hot wind blew, the leaves rustled.
Lu Mingyu carried a basket of canariums and followed closely behind Lu Yang.
He caught a glimpse of Lu Yang's bamboo basket, which seemed to be filled with something.
"Yangyang, what's in your bag? Is it heavy? I can carry it for you."
Lu Yang lowered her head and looked at the snake that had long given up struggling and was leisurely flicking its tongue. She casually responded, "I just caught a pet."
"A pet?" Lu Mingyu repeated after her.
He stopped and bent down curiously. "What pet? Is it a squirrel or a rabbit?"
Lu Mingyu's hand had just touched the bamboo basket. He felt a shiver before pulling it open, and as it did so, the object in front of him gradually came into focus.
His pupils trembled. "Yangyang, why did you bring a snake with you? It's too dangerous!"
Lu Mingyu wanted to take it but was stopped by Lu Yang.
"Mingyu, be careful. Don't scare it."
