In the morning, the second-floor living room of the Demon King Castle gradually became lively.
Shami was in the living room drinking coffee, planning the day's schedule.
With a whoosh, White Hair dashed in, her hair messy, collar askew, revealing two round outlines, clearly having rushed over as soon as she got up.
"I, I received a gift from Santa Claus, Shami."
White Hair looked at Shami in surprise, clutching the stocking tightly.
"Isn't that great? It means Lina is a good kid."
After taking a sip of coffee, Shami silently enjoyed White Hair's surprised expression. Seeing White Hair excitedly hopping on the spot like a rabbit, he couldn't help but smile.
A full sense of accomplishment filled his heart. Shami finally understood why the person giving the gift was happier than the person receiving it.
"What's the gift?"
Shami asked knowingly.
White Hair nervously hid the stocking behind her back. Upon opening the gift, she immediately ran over to share it with Shami.
