No, absolutely not.
Unfortunately, rejecting this matter in Mu Lin's presence was futile. Didn't she realize her beloved little snake had already been treated with so much disdain? She didn't even cooperate properly.
"Darkling, stay still." Accidentally biting her treasured Xiaoyin would definitely spell disaster.
Working in tandem, one anchored on his shoulder, their other hands above and below—prying his jaws apart. Once again, Xiaoyin disappeared from everyone's view in an instant.
His hands released, the man gawked at Mu Lin, querying, "Where's the snake?"
Mu Lin beamed while her gaze fixated on his belly, "Perhaps it's already having a swim inside, I guess". Ah... poor Xiaoyin, hopefully, it could cling on inside.
Mu Yinzi shed a tear of despair internally.
