In the pet shop, Ou picked the fiercest-looking one. Its patterns gave Lin Yan a serious case of trypophobia, and it was flicking its tongue.
Not flicking it into Lin Yan's eyes, but into her heart.
"Are you sure you want this one?"
Lu Chenyuan couldn't quite understand Ou's taste. Apart from this one, the others seemed more acceptable and less headache-inducing.
Ou nodded firmly, "This one."
Lin Yan felt she could almost smell the snake's odor in the air. She clutched her chest, utterly unwell.
Ou was satisfied. The snake was placed in the trunk, and for once, Lin Yan didn't lecture him about being responsible and taking good care of it.
She secretly hoped the thing would just drop dead on its own. She believed all creatures had spirits, but at this moment, she had no sympathy, just pure fear.
Lu Chenyuan granted Ou his wish.
But he noticed that Ou wasn't as thrilled with the snake as he thought. After buying it, Ou simply left it in the trunk.
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