More than tempted for you

Chapter 870 Naming the Son
Li Baoer raised her hand and asked, "Then can I live here too?"

Xiaobai pinched her face: "If a certain Mr. Lu agrees, I have no opinion at all."

Ye Mo answered directly for her: "Lu Shaoqing will not agree."

Hiccup, as soon as that name was mentioned, Li Baoer's drunkenness woke up by two points, she smiled sarcastically, and dared not speak any more.

The villa has many rooms, Aunt Wu and Fang Mei live on the second floor, Xiaobai and Xiaozhuang's rooms are on the third floor, and the children's and confinement sister's rooms are next to Xiaobai's. Oh, by the way, Wally and Xiaozhuang share a room. The child is inseparable from that robot now, and a little friend who brought Wall-E to him saw it yesterday. With such a powerful toy, he is now very proud.

It was night, and Yemo wiped Xiaobai's body with hot water, and as he wiped his breath, Xiaobai's foot stepped on his knee: "Since Mr. Ye is so easy to get (harmoniously) emotional, why do you still have sex?" Do you want to do these things yourself to find pain for yourself?"

Yemo soaked her feet, then leaned close to her and smelled it: "Well, it's been more than ten days, but there's only the smell of milk on my body. It's true that men and women are different. You ask me why I look for pain. After all, you You have suffered so much for me, and what is this suffering compared to you?"

Yemo lay down on the bed, Xiaobai fulfilled his promise and sang Edelweiss to him...

Edelweiss

Edelweiss

greet me every morning

you are innocent

bright

how happy i am to see you

A soft song of edelweiss made Yemo's heart melt. He stretched out his arms to hug her and was about to fall asleep when Xiaobai let out a cry. Yemo was startled and opened his eyes to look at her: "Abai, what's wrong? The wound hurts." ?"

Xiaobai slapped his forehead: "I haven't even taken my son's name yet."

Yemo immediately sat up: "I really forgot."

Xiaobai stretched out his legs and kicked him: "Hurry up and bring your son here, you have to give him a name quickly, there are no names, and no one reminds me."

"They all call him Young Master, and they don't seem to be able to use a name. They probably think he must already have a name, right?"

The eyes are dark, the eyes are too dark, and the children are too disrespectful.

Yemo turned around and went to Yuesao's room to pick up the child. More than ten days had passed, and the child was no longer so ugly. On Yemo's face, he could barely see a trace of his father's love.

The little prince was spread out on the bed like this, and the two of them stared straight at him, making the little prince terrified, and just about to open his mouth to cry, Yemo reached out to cover his mouth, Xiaobai pulled him, and scolded him: "Don't Smother him to death."

Yemo stroked his chin, and said coldly, "It's not that easy to suffocate to death."

The little prince opened a pair of big eyes, rolled his eyeballs, and looked at the two curiously.

Xiaobai turned to look at him: "Mr. Ye, who was born in the world's top prestigious school, it's time to show off your literary talents. Hurry up and give your son a nice and resounding name."

Yemo squeezed Xiaobai's hand, and said quietly: "When I read out the teacher's list..."

"Well, go ahead, it sounds reliable."

"I feel deeply for the great righteousness of Prime Minister Zhuge, and a sentence like the sky, how thin it is for me, makes people cry."

"Reliable and reliable."

"Why don't you call me Yeliang?"

Xiaobai's eyes darkened, and he glanced at him: "Are you serious?"

"Extremely serious, simple, nice and loud."

"I can't think of it for the time being, so let's take a nickname first."

"Well, what's it called?"

"Because I've always wanted to have a daughter..."

"so……"

"So let's call you sister..."

"Are you serious?"

(End of this chapter)