"Hoarse?"
"I thought it was you!"
...
Kiyono's mother looked at Dubian Che's flushed ears and asked curiously,
"What happened to your ears, Mr. Dubian?"
"It's nothing, just slept in a bad position."
"Then why are you rubbing your face?" Mrs. Jiutiao asked.
"My face is also numb."
"What kind of sleeping position causes that?" Both mothers showed a curious look.
Kiyono Lin turned her face away, revealing the snowy white shoulders of her Christmas costume, and gently shook, trying to hold back her laughter.
Jiutiao Meijie glanced at her and huffed.
"Alright, let's start the Christmas party!"
Kiyono's mother pressed a switch, and the chandelier-like lights overhead went out, leaving the living room pitch black except for the area near the fireplace.
But in the next moment, the decorations on the ten-meter-high Christmas tree lit up to the tune of "Jingle Bells."
Though not bright, the glow was enough to see around and filled the living room.
