[Sesshomaru] Hold you between your fingers

That night, there was a sense of peace in the wind.The sky is full of stars, hanging upside down in the beautiful sky.

Ye Xiaoxiao and Ling sat on A Mou's body, looking at the person in front of them with both eyes.

Sesshomaru seemed to have sensed it, looked sideways slightly, and his golden vertical pupils turned slightly for a moment.

Ye Xiaoxiao touched his nose uncomfortably, and whistled for 300 taels of silver here.

It has been five days since the last spicy mushroom incident.

He was idle, still like a child who didn't grow up.

Isn't it just a child?

The age of the monster is only 50 years old, which is really an insignificant number for a monster with an extremely long lifespan.

And at a glance, he can tell that he is a child spoiled by the elders.

The night wind blew Sesshomaru's temple hair.

He moved his eyes slightly.

Amu slowed down her pace.

Ye Xiaoxiao also moved his crow's wing-like eyelashes.

"Well"……

It was Suzu's involuntary grunt.

The little girl is only seven years old, and most of the time she is not as energetic as a monster.Right now, she was half curled up in Ye Xiaoxiao's arms, touching her mouth, and slowly woke up.

"Smile?" She rubbed her eyes.

"Huh?" Ye Xiaoxiao looked down at the little girl.

There was a silvery white gleam in the girl's eyes.

Bell let out an "ah" and hurriedly said, "Meteor!" It seemed that he had seen something unbelievable.

While talking, the two little hands were brought together.

Pious mood, complexion solemn.It's just that the eyelids fluttered slightly uneasily, showing an agitated and uneven state of mind.

"Bell?" Ye Xiaoxiao called softly, then stopped talking.

As a modern person bombarded by information, he suddenly remembered the classic routines that have been popular in various novels and screens throughout the ages——

Make a wish on a shooting star.

Ye Xiaoxiao looked at the bell, and raised his hand to stroke the little girl's hair, which was soft with the coolness of the night breeze.

"Smile." Ling opened his eyes, "I made a wish on the shooting star."

"Yeah." Ye Xiaoxiao smiled.

With this appearance, he always appears to be both indescribably kind and luxurious.

Compared with his usual nagging and noisy posture, he looked like a completely different person.

Sesshomaru turned sideways, looked at one big and one small, chattering about something.

Ye Xiaoxiao's smile was reflected in his eyes.

There was a slight emotion in my heart.

"Ouch! Master Sesshomaru?" Xie Jian accidentally bumped into Sesshomaru's white robe trouser leg again.He rubbed his sore buttocks, and followed Sesshomaru-sama's gaze.

"Tch, this stinky brat is quiet, but he can see it." The evil view secretly complained in his heart.

Ye Xiaoxiao's fist told him to be a new man, so he said it in his heart.