C952 The Snow Mouse Was in Danger

In the evening, Ruan Qingge checked on the Snow Mouse. The little creature was breathing steadily, indicating the antidote pill was working.

But by midnight, the Snow Mouse crawled out from Ruan Qingge's sleeve to find a corner for its business. It seemed accustomed to her scent, treating her sleeve as its nest and snuggling back in to continue sleeping.

Ruan Qingge chuckled softly