Caught off guard, Yun Hao jumped off the dedicated train overpass.
He landed on the bustling pedestrian walkway and swiftly pulled me into a Maybach.
The Snake Servant, who drove the Maybach, hurriedly got out of the car and placed my suitcase in the trunk.
The whole process was fluid without any hesitation.
I didn't even have time to worry about being seen jumping from the bridge before I was already in the car. Does this guy really need to be so outrageous, "Uh, yes, I was born with the ability to communicate with Gu insects."
"That's quite a useful skill," Yun Hao sat down beside me, glancing sideways at me, "Tell the driver where to go, I need to rest for a while."
"Oh, oh, oh." I leaned forward and reported Bai Yinman's address to the Snake Servant in the front.
Despite having a snake's head, the Snake Servant was quite adept, and after setting up the navigation, he said, "The address you provided is in a mansion area where tycoons live, and you need the owner's card to get in."
"It's okay, just take me there first, and I'll figure something out when we arrive." I didn't actually have a plan in mind, knowing that high-end mansions aren't so easy to just walk into.
I could only take one step at a time, after all, the ship will straighten itself out when it gets to the bridge.
When we get there, I'll slowly figure out a solution.
I straightened up, intending to chat with Yun Hao, only to see that he had already adjusted the angle of his seat and had fallen asleep, resting his face to the side.
That pair of perfectly tailored high-end trousers had fallen to the floor.
With scales of a multicolored viper, his half-snake body lay soft and unconsciously stretched out on the floor, coiling itself into a neat and sizable loop.
I must have water on the brain, because I had an idea and I couldn't help but murmur it out loud,
"Why are snakes' sleeping positions so adorable!"
The usually aloof Yun Hao's face bore a childlike innocence, lacking the frosty chill he had when awake.
His brows, painted with dense ink, were tightly furrowed.
It seemed that the dream he was having was not a particularly pleasant one, with his long fingers clutching a thread of my clothing so tightly that his knuckles turned pale blue with force.
Although it was just a piece of my clothing's edge, I still felt I should avoid any misunderstanding.
Gently tugging at the fabric, I tried to pull it out of Yun Hao's grasp.
"Mommy, don't... don't... go..." Suddenly, a whimper filled with longing echoed in the quiet car. Tʜe sourcᴇ of thɪs content ɪs novelFɪre.net
Sweat formed on my forehead, as the figure, who once looked down upon the world like an esteemed elder, now clung childishly to the tenderness of a mother.
The hand that was pulling back the fabric froze, utterly at a loss for what to do.
The Snake Servant in the front seat... had already stuffed cotton in his ears...
I'm really afraid Yun Hao will wake up.
What if he realizes he confused someone for his mother in his dream and decides to silence me?
"Hold me... Mommy... cold..." Yun Hao's icy hand began searching inch by inch towards my waist.
I was so scared that I frantically moved backward, my back already pressed against the car wall, "I... I'm not your mom, don't randomly recognize relatives."
Looking at Yun Hao's pale lips and the expression that seemed on the verge of tears.
I knew he couldn't be faking it. He had just reincarnated and had forcibly boosted his Cultivation to grow up; it was no wonder he was straining his body to the point of showing his true form. It was evident he must be under considerable pressure.
Quietly sighing, I took off my coat and gently laid it over Yun Hao's body, which was shivering and spasming from the cold, "Covering up with a coat should help. You're not in good shape and should dress warmer before going out."