Christmas Eve is no different from the thousands of nights in the past, and the moon will not become round because of foreign festivals.

It was late at night, and Fang Zhiya and Min Yuchan were still staying in Su Songyi's room and refused to leave.

Su Songyi’s quilt is not that attractive, but PS5 has it.

"Oh, stop hitting, please stop hitting!"

Fang Zhiya pressed the handle hard, looking anxious.

Chunli, whom she controlled, was beaten by Su Songyi's terrifying ghost style. Min Yuchan looked around and felt a little sorry for Miss Chunli.

Every time Haogui's Dragon Fist takes away Chunli's blood.

"Don't use this trick, it's too naughty!"

Seeing Chunli being beaten to the point of being blue and swollen, she almost hugged her head and cried bitterly. Fang Zhiya glared at Su Songyi and said coquettishly.

When she played "Street Fighter" with Min Yuchan, Min Yuchan always let go of all kinds, but her acting skills in counterfeiting matches were very superb, so she herself had the illusion of "I am actually very strong".

"Ah, okay, no need."

Su Songyi nodded repeatedly and stopped quickly.

Chunli, who had been trembling in the corner before, suddenly showed her power and released her whirlwind kicks in a loop. The already weak blood bar of Haogui quickly dropped below half.

"Why are such a beautiful face in CG designed so thickly?"

In Street Fighter CG, peach blossoms fell all over the sky. As a light came on, Chunli's face that painted her lips in the mirror was so beautiful.

It’s a pity that Su Songyi couldn’t appreciate those big and thick legs.

Although the legs are thicker, it is more in line with the image of Chunli fighter, it is not that thick, right?

Also a fighter, look at Tifa's legs!

With a hit of Hao's fluctuation fist, Chunli's blood bar began to cut again.

"You are not allowed to use this trick, it's too naughty."

Fang Zhiya was angry and protested from Xiaocaiji.

"Okay, no need."

Su Songyi nodded repeatedly, and let Haogui start to be beaten again.

Only after only the bloody skin was left, then the counterattack began.

"Hey hey! Stop hitting, I'm dizzy, are you still hitting?"

Chunli was forced to the corner again, with stars emerging from her eyes. Fang Zhiya was anxious and beat Su Songyi's arm in anger.

Su Songyi had no choice but to stop, and the instant prison killing order that was entered halfway was interrupted.

Alas, it’s boring to play games with Sister Zhihua, she’s really too naughty.

Su Songyi is a very serious person when it comes to playing games.

After a fierce battle, he forcibly resisted the urge to release the instant prison killing, and Haogui fell to Chunli's feet in a very aggrieved manner.

"Sister Yuchan, it's your turn."

Su Songyi gave the game controller to Min Yuchan, then hurried under the quilt and started to sleep.

The quilt was very warm, and the quilt was filled with the warmth of two girls.

Fang Zhiya and Min Yuchan's legs were huddled in the bed, close to him, very warm.

"Yuchan, I just learned another trick. Let's see how I beat you!"

After defeating Su Songyi, Fat Ding swelled and felt that he was OK again.

She waved her small fist with a proud look on her face.

Seeing that Su Songyi was about to go to bed, he folded the quilt on the bed in and wrapped Su Songyi's feet.

"Okay, let's play a few more times and we'll go back to the room to sleep."

Min Yuchan's feet shrank into the quilt and pressed against Su Songyi's belly.

Her lower abdomen was soft and very warm. She felt particularly comfortable, and her toes were swaying restlessly, with a little teasing nature, like a kitten stepping on breasts.

The soft touch of stockings is lingering in the lower abdomen and itchy.

Su Songyi reached out and scratched her feet.

The jade feet subconsciously shrank, and the girl's smile could be vaguely heard.

Su Songyi was so arrogant that he grabbed her foot with one hand and scratched her in the other.

The texture of the stockings rubs against the palms, making them feel uncomfortable.

"Have you turned against me?"

Min Yuchan looked at him pretending to be angry, put down the handle and rushed over.

Su Songyi hurriedly covered her head in the quilt, but she still lifted the quilt and grabbed her feet and scratched her feet.

"Zhi Ya, scratch his armpit!"

"Okay!"

When talking about bullying Su Songyi, Zhiya suddenly became excited.

"No! Don't come here!"

"Ahhh!"

Shocked, two women actually pressed a minor boy down on the bed and put his hands on him!

Is this a decay of morality or a distortion of human nature?

They played for a while until Su Songyi begged for mercy repeatedly, and they stopped.

"Sister, I was wrong. I won't scratch you anymore."

Because of his good attitude towards admitting his mistakes, Min Yuchan did not pursue it.

"No, I still have to punish you a little."

Min Yuchan pinched a cat's claw and looked very fierce.

"punish?"

Su Songyi blinked, a little nervous.

"Yeah, punishment."

Min Yuchan said this, turned her back and took off her stockings and threw them on Su Songyi's bedside table.

"Help me wash my socks."

After saying that, she returned to the room with her long jade-white legs exposed.

"And mine!"

Seeing this, Fang Zhiya took a pink cotton sock from the room and placed it next to his pillow, and then left the room with a smile.

Looking at the socks beside the pillow, the expression on Su Songyi's face was indescribably strange.

On Christmas Day, everyone else received Santa Claus's socks, but he received his sister's socks.

"Why are there only one?"

Su Songyi murmured in a low voice.

I thought it was quite similar to Santa's socks that were wearing gifts.

He picked up the cotton sock and looked at it, feeling the weight in his hand, raised his eyebrows, reached into the socks, and found an exquisite harmonica.

"I've really prepared a gift for me."

Su Songyi was a little happy, but looking at the cotton socks, he felt a little disgusted.

If Sister Zhihua is so angry, can she still play this harmonica?

He picked up the cotton sock and looked at it, and found that it was very new and had no trace of being worn.

When approaching the tip of the nose, there was no smell or residue of laundry detergent. There was only a refreshing feeling unique to brand new clothes.

"Sister Zhihua, thank you."

Su Songyi stroked the harmonica and said to himself in his heart.

He looked at Min Yuchan's stockings placed aside again.

Will there be gifts in the stockings she is wearing?

The black cotton socks were still warm, so Su Songyi reached into it and groped for a while.

"This is?"

Looking at the red rope in his palm, Su Songyi was slightly stunned for a moment.

A jade fish carving hung on the red rope, with the fish head facing the left.

"It's worn by Sister Yuchan on her right hand."

Su Songyi smiled foolishly, feeling that this was the best gift he had ever received.

According to legend, Yue Lao used a red rope to lead the thread of a man and a woman's marriage.

When I was going to bed that night, Su Songyi looked at the red rope and fish eagle tied to the wrist of his left hand, and tossed and turned.
Chapter completed!