Inuyasha's Coffee and Roasted Herbs

Isn't Christmas in the snow very dull?

When Inuyasha walked into the house carrying a gift bag, the dishes had already started to be placed on the table.Mo Xiaoyuan stood on tiptoe on the chair, with almost half of her body pressed against the dining table, and she was secretly eating with greasy hands.Inuyasha grabbed him by the back collar and carried him back to the chair.Then move a chair and sit directly opposite him, and stare until he admits his mistake.

Shinohara pursed her mouth silently, looking at Kikyo who came out as if asking for help.Kikyo shook his head helplessly, expressing his helplessness.He frowned and thought for a long time, as if he was weighing the benefits of admitting his mistake and not admitting his mistake, and finally muttered in compromise: "I was wrong, I won't do this next time."

The atmosphere relaxed instantly, and Inuyasha happily rubbed Momo's head, seeing Kikyo taking him to wash his hands, he turned around to pack his things.

"By the way, Kikyo, I went to Sesshomaru's president's studio today, and he was actually drinking milk! What's going on? Asking a question and making a face! Is there something wrong with him? He used to hate this kind of sweet and greasy stuff It's..."

"You still don't know?" Kikyo said with an uncontrollable smile, accompanied by the sound of water, "Ling doesn't like him staying up late, and he is strictly forbidden to drink coffee or black tea after three o'clock in the afternoon. There's milk left..."

"Ah?" Inuyasha was taken aback, and ran into the bathroom with his mouth open, "Can he agree? Every day?"

Kikyo took out a towel and wiped his hands silently, his eyes were full of playfulness: "Ling didn't check the post today... It seems that he wants to drink."

"Can you like this too? An incomprehensible taste..." Inuyasha sipped his mouth in disbelief.

Kikyo hugged Momo, who had been begging for attention by her lap, and suddenly replied: "Maybe he liked this taste in the first place! It's just that he didn't know it before..."

"Uh, Kikyo, why do I feel my body shaking?"

After dinner, I couldn't stand the silent stalking, and started opening presents before midnight.

Kikyo picked up a gift box, which was exactly what Inuyasha was carrying when he entered the door: "Whose is this?"

"Sesshomaru said it was a return gift from last year...I brought it here during Christmas. You see, they are all postcards from when they went to Venice, and some handmade cards...Look, this one must have been made by Sesshomaru , all the glued side lines are aligned, and this one..." Inuyasha sat next to her, flipping through it while explaining, very excited, and suddenly stopped.

"What's the matter..." Kikyo leaned over to take a look, and asked in confusion, "Didn't we send this picture? Why did it come back again?"

In the chapel in Provence, the three people in the lavender field, the happiness almost penetrated the paper with the smell of flowers, blowing towards the face.

Inuyasha turned over to the back, and "Merry Christmas" was clearly written on it.His eyes couldn't help shaking.Take a closer look, there is no signature.

Inuyasha let out a long sigh of relief, as if something had finally let go.He smiled at Kikyo: "Madam wrote it, personally."

At this time, Momo was pressing the switch, lighting up the Christmas tree lights, and the room was bright.