Yun Chujiu tried several times but failed. She had no choice but to give up.
However, in order to vent her anger, she beat up the ball of yarn and finally turned it into a woolen blanket.
Yun Chujiu finished cleaning up the ball of yarn and looked at di beiming who was unconscious on the bed. She was worried.
It was inconvenient to bring such a living person with him, but she could not leave him alone. What should she do?
This fellow could not help but miss the days when di beiming had turned into a small snake. All he had to do was to put it in his sleeve pocket.
If only the gigolo had turned into a small snake!
As this fellow thought to himself, he could not help but mutter, “Prince Charming, you are so big that I really can’t bring you with me. It would be great if you turned into a small snake.”
A white light flashed, and di beiming on the bed suddenly turned into... a small silver snake.