Pokemon Musashi

After talking about Musashi’s gift, let’s talk about the gifts of Arbo Snake and Stinky Flower.

Seeing the confetti scattered on the ground around Arbo Snake, Musashi's brows couldn't stop twitching. He took a deep breath, but he still didn't want to ruin the atmosphere when he was so happy.

Arbor Snake's two gifts are a jar of special Arbor Snake elf food and an elf prop poison needle.

These two values ​​are obviously not equal, but if the elf props are sent by Santa Claus, then there are probably not a few children in the world who own Pokémon. How can so many props be distributed? Even if Santa Claus can make them himself, the number It's probably too much.But it doesn't look like it was bought by Musashi's parents. It should be an elf prop that costs tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands, which is obviously not what the current village and family can easily afford.

Can't figure it out,

Stinky Flower's gifts were opened much more quietly, at least the paper boxes were complete, so it was easy to put away.

His gift was similar to Arbor Snake's, a jar of special smelly flower elf food and a large elf prop root.

Eh? etc! !

Stinky flower’s elf food…

The parents have no way of knowing that only Santa Claus, who has great powers, can evolve from a walking grass to a smelly flower last night, so the elf food is sent by Santa Claus.

Then who gave these two elf props? Not to mention the price, props like this that are obviously suitable for a certain type of elves are not something that parents can only know about.

So there is only one truth!

Musashi ran downstairs, still wearing Slowpoke velvet pajamas, with a pink tail trailing behind him. She was as cute as a little girl from the second dimension.

"Mom, Dad, has the master been here?" Musashi ran to the bar and asked, raising his head.

"I guess it's you. How many times have I told you, don't run up and down the stairs? Don't run. Do you really think your mother won't take care of you or something!" Haruko was furious at this time, pointing at Musashi and yelling.

"Ah, okay, Haruko, don't be angry, don't be angry. Musashi hasn't seen his master for a long time, so he ran down in a hurry. Musashi hasn't said sorry to his mother yet!" Ichiro kept saying. He winked at Musashi, who was a little confused, and signaled Musashi to apologize quickly.

"Ah, ah! Oh, mom, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Musashi never dares to do it again, and he will never do it again. If he still runs up the stairs, you will spank my little butt hard, and let dad cheer on~ "When Musashi came back to his senses, he obviously saw Ichiro's expression and immediately admitted his mistake.

"Pfft, haha, you still have a small butt. The bigger you get, the more naughty you get. If there is a next time, be careful of your butt. Your father's plea is useless!! By the way, how did you know that your master is here?" Haruko saw Musashi acting weird. , The serious expression could no longer be maintained, and he couldn't help laughing, but he still asked the doubts in his heart.

"Because I saw the elf props." Musashi said.

"Yes, those elf props were given by your master, but we don't know whether your master Yingu is here, because these things were mailed from Happy Town a few days ago. But I think Yingu will be back in two days. When you come back to Yuhong City, after all, you are going to become the disciple of Empress Yuhong, so he will definitely come to see you."

"Oh... By the way, Mom and Dad, thank you for the silk dolls you sent me. I like them very much. Also, Santa Claus really came last night and gave me a lyre and a snake and a smelly flower for Arbor. And Wan Li also gave gifts, Wan Li, come here quickly, we will get your Christmas gift."

Ichiro, Haruko and the Demonic Way sounded normal at the front, but at the back, why did they bring up Santa Claus?

"Santa Claus???" Three question mark faces, as well as people who are listening attentively~

"Yes, Santa Claus, my gift box is still there!" Musashi couldn't help but feel a little angry when the adults didn't believe it.

"Hmph! You don't believe me. Musashi is angry, the kind of anger that cannot be coaxed. I will ignore you. Let's go, Zhili." Musashi pouted, holding Wanli's hand and walking upstairs.

"Hahaha" everyone in the basin downstairs laughed kindly, praising Musashi for being cute and sensible, and saying that they had given birth to a good daughter.

Ichiro Haruko accepted them all with a smile. Her daughter was like a little cotton-padded jacket close to her body. Even though she was not her own biological child, she was even better.