Chapter 348 The Bathroom Isn't Slip-proof?

• The car pulled up at the Reid family’s place. The colorful lights hanging from the eaves were twinkling, standing out bright against the blanket of white snow.
• I pushed open the door and saw two kids hanging up Christmas stockings and mistletoe—decking the place out for the holidays.
• Their little faces were lit up with excitement, hands and feet moving all over the place as they fussed with the decorations.