This little lady is truly sensible. He happily goes to lift the bed curtain, only to see her giving him a slight smile. This smile blooms like a hundred flowers, containing an indescribable charm and grace, and he is instantly enchanted, his hand paused.
Just at that moment, something underneath the quilt suddenly begins to stir, and before he can react, a vine extends from under the quilt, gently wrapping around his waist, swiftly and skillfully coiling around twice. This vine is dark gold in color, somewhat transparent, and appears like glaze. Very prettily, a gardening enthusiast might want to cultivate it as a potted plant to admire it, but the blue barbs on the vine ruin the scene.
Yang Mo'er exclaims, "What is this thing...uh..." Before he finishes speaking, the end of the vine suddenly rises up like a spirit snake and, taking advantage of his opened mouth, it thrusts straight into it!
