"Masta, Masta, Masta."
"Noisy!" Qiao Mu irritably straightened her belt and hung a small and exquisite purple-gold perfume pouch at her waist.
She turned around and lowered her fine and smooth petite hand for the white snakelet to climb up onto her wrist.
"Masta! What's been happening these two days? You've been bathing three times a day!" Because its masta would throw it out the window every time she bathed, the snakelet felt so busy from getting thrown around so much!
"Masta, I won't peek. Can you not throw me out the window?"
Qiao Mu rolled her eyes and pulled open the door. She patted the snakelet's head. "I am saving your life!!"
The snakelet's body shuddered as the dazzling gold crown on its head also slid down lopsidedly, revealing the "summon" character on its forehead.
Qiao Mu couldn't help herself from touching the "summon" character on its forehead.
