"Then I'm going back!"

After putting the minister on the bed, Bai Ya opened his mouth to say this.

"Hehehe, I won't let you go back tonight."

"No, classmate Bai, the next thing is very important!"

Some of Yeyan's Ziyin sisters and inexplicably excited Xiaoting stood in front of Bai Ya, making him overwhelmed-

"Bailan, help. There is something important, work. ”

Surprisingly, what Su Qi said is the best to understand.

"Is there anything else to do?"

"I told you before that Yuxin still believes in Santa Claus."

"Uh-huh, I know."

"Every year it's her grandpa who plays Santa Claus, but this year he's flashing to the waist—"

"Huh? Didn't her grandfather have passed away—"

"Ah, that's Grandpa. I'm talking about my grandfather, my great-grandfather. ”

"Their family is really long!"

"There's a crisis, 'I'm super', save us."

"What should I do? Is it good to play Santa Claus? ”

"Yes, we've got the clothes ready."

Bai Ya put on Santa Claus clothes and carried a large bag on her shoulder.

He looked at the big mirror and was startled. What appeared in the mirror was a strange uncle.

"Okay, little Bailan, vocal practice."

"Hehehehehehe, ♪ Santa Claus wants to give a gift ♪ to a good baby"

"Well done, well done, classmate Bai, super perfect."

"Uh-uh...... Then I'll go. ”

Under the eyes of Xiaoting, Sister Ziyin and Sister Su Qi, Bai Ya walked to the minister's room.

He quietly opened the door and peeked inside. It stands to reason that the minister, who was already asleep, actually sat on the bed. She held a towel over her head in a triangle, and her body was still swaying from side to side.

(Oh no, the minister is up.) )

Bai Ya turned his head and whispered to the three people behind him.

(Anyway, my sister said that she must say thank you to Santa Claus this year.) )

(Although the power is out, Yuxin is still working hard.) )

(Oh no, if I speak, I'll be debunked!) )

(Don't worry!) That's why we're doing vocal exercises! )

Xiaoting gave a thumbs up vigorously. Pushed by that baseless gesture, Bai Ya still stepped into the minister's room.

The minister's body staggered, his eyes were ajar, and he sat and dozed off in a daze.

Bai Ya moved forward very carefully, approaching the huge sock hanging from the pillow.

He lowered the big white bag of Santa Claus on his back and opened it to see—

(Wow.) )

Inside is a giant Muppet. At least one meter tall, it is a strange creature that is fluffy and soft. Because it's too big, it gets stuck in the bag and is hard to take out.

At the same time as Bai Ya was fighting with the puppet, he suddenly felt that someone was watching him, so Bai Ya turned around and looked-

He and the minister looked at each other.

"Ahh

Is the minister awake? Still sleeping? Sure enough, you're awake, right?

Bai Yazhi stared at the minister's wide eyes.

"St. - Merry Christmas! Santa Claus wants to give a gift to the baby! ”

I saw a smile in the minister's eyes. Then she slowly closed her eyes and collapsed on the bed with a thud.

Bai Ya wiped the cold sweat while finishing the work. He put the giant puppet into the big sock and left the room. "Good work."

"Thank you for doing us a great favor. ' I'm really reliable. ”

"Just say don't call me that~"

'I'm 'I'' Superman Baiya returned to the party venue, took off Santa Claus's clothes, and took a breath -

There was a rush of footsteps from the end of the stairs.

"Santa Claus has been here, right?"

"yes, just left ...... through that window"

Bai Ya pointed to the open window.

"Why don't you keep him!"

"Because Santa Claus looks busy."

"Damn! I also want to say that I must thank him this year. ”

The minister hugged the huge puppet tightly, looking annoyed.

The crowd surrounded the minister and smiled brightly.

The happy time of Christmas Eve passed slowly.