"New pet, Silver?"
"What is Silver?"
Fu Yunhe did not understand the hidden meaning of the phrase and showed a forced smile on his face.
"Congratulations, congratulations."
"Same to you, same to you."
The two spoke as though there was some great joyful event in the family.
Nian Shutong put down her wrist and said to the silver snake, "Come out."
The Little Silver Snake obediently crawled down and lay in the palm of Nian Shutong's hand.
Fu Yunhe watched helplessly as Nian Shutong used the Little Silver Snake as a hair accessory.
She first let her long hair down, casually combed it with her hand, then picked up the Little Silver Snake and twined it around her hair.
A unique hairband, done.
Fu Yunhe felt a tightness in his throat; he thought that from now on, he would never be able to look at any decoration on Nian Shutong without feeling awkward.
Nian Shutong did not seem to mind and calmly went to have breakfast.
