As a cool fingertip caressed her lips, Jiang Qingli realized that at some point, he had pulled her into his arms.
His pitch-black snake tail coiled around her waist, securing her in his embrace.
'It's been a while since I've seen this tail.'
Jiang Qingli touched the snake tail. The scales on its surface were cool.
At her touch, the snake tail tensed for a moment, then wrapped around her even more tightly. Its tip even wound around her calf, rubbing gently against her skin.
It was as if it needed to be pressed snugly against every inch of her skin to feel comfortable.
Sometimes, Jiang Qingli felt like a little white mouse being hunted by a giant python, coiled tightly and waiting for the right moment to be swallowed whole.
While he didn't actually intend to swallow her, Ye Linyuan was definitely getting restless.
After just a moment in his arms, the very tip of his snake tail lifted the hem of her skirt.
Startled, Jiang Qingli kicked the tail away.
