Shen Tang leaned against the stone wall outside the mountain cave and fell asleep while waiting.
As dawn broke.
The White Snake slithered out of the mountain cave.
His gaze fell on the female sleeping on the ground, his brow furrowing slightly.
The night was deep with heavy dew, and the ground was damp with weeds and stones. Sleeping here all night, she was bound to catch a cold the next day.
The thick, long snake tail coiled around Shen Tang's body, pulling her into his embrace.
Shen Tang was a light sleeper, and the moment the snake's tail wrapped around her thighs and waist, she woke up in a start.
As soon as she opened her eyes, she was staring straight into a massive snake head and, not fully awake, let out a scream.
The vertical pupils of the White Snake showed a hint of grievance as he flicked his tongue out, licking her forehead. Could it be she really has a fever so high she's gone mad?
