Gu Yixing's face turned instantly pale, his pupils dilated as they locked onto the beady eyes up close. As that mouth suddenly opened wide, he even forgot to fight back, standing there woodenly.
Just in the nick of time, a washbasin was thrown over. With a clang, the enamel washbasin hit the ground, producing a loud sound.
The noise startled Gu Yixing back to reality, though his gaze still held a hint of blankness. Slowly, he looked down to see a small, pale hand.
Little Taotie's hand was covering the washbasin, and inside it, the mouse squeaked frantically, followed by sounds of it crashing against the enamel basin.
Little Taotie lifted his head to meet Gu Yixing's pale face and said in a mature, milky voice, "Brother Xingxing, don't be scared, I've got it covered. It can't do any harm now."
Xiao Lingzhi snapped out of her daze, clapped her hands, and cheered around Little Taotie, "You're so awesome! Can I have a look at it?"
"No, if I let go, it will escape."
