She involuntarily trembled, and the makeup artist behind her screamed at this instant, turning and running away.
Yao Qing wanted to turn back and shout at her not to run, but she had all but disappeared from her peripheral vision.
Snakes are highly sensitive to all human activities, and one must not move when they are aggressive, a fact she was aware of.
It was a stroke of luck that the snake did not chase after the fleeing makeup artist to take a bite, for no one knew whether it was venomous or not.
The cold scales were rubbing against Yao Qing's neck, and she could even feel its wriggling.
Yao Qing closed her eyes and bit down on the tip of her tongue.
The more extreme the moment became, the more disordered thoughts popped into her mind.
Although the film crew was in a remote location, it was impossible for there to be snakes.
The presence of the snake was intentional.
She didn't know who it could be; she hadn't offended anyone in this crew.
