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"It's good to leave someone to look after. Qingtong, don't make too much noise to your cousin. "

Jiang man compromised.

"Mm-hmm, I promise!"

Ye Qingtong nodded repeatedly.

"Ah Luan, then I will go. I'll come back in the afternoon. "

Sang is holding the bubble one by one. Anyway, there will be opportunities in the future. Don't worry about this moment.

Seeing off a few people, Su Luan saw a heat preservation barrel on the table and asked curiously, "who brought it?"

Just now when she was holding the baby into the bathroom, she saw ye Huaiyan. They didn't have this in their hands.

"The lilac came just now. My brother-in-law didn't let anyone feed her, so he sent her out first. "

Ye Qingtong winks at Su Luan, and his expression clearly says that his brother-in-law is waiting for you to feed him.

Su Luan pursed her lips and patted her. She went to the bathroom to take care of Mu Yucheng's toiletries. She poured out the porridge in the heat preservation bucket.

Clove took two bowls, while Su Luan poured porridge and asked Ye Qingtong, "Qingtong, have you eaten yet?"

"I ate it on the way."

Although she doesn't act, she still needs to control her calorie intake and drink only one cup of soybean milk in the morning.

"Oh."

Su Luan answered, took the porridge and sat by the bed to feed Mu Yucheng.

Porridge is salty, but there is no need to eat vegetables.

"Luan Luan, hasn't the child named yet?"

Mu Yucheng bit the spoon and took a mouthful of porridge. Thinking about the inexplicable cry of her daughter in her arms before, it was not a taste.

"Well, I told you before. I talked to my parents and I'll get them for her when you come back. "

Su Luan droops her eyelids, blows the porridge in the spoon and sends it back.

In fact, this decision is just because she stubbornly refuses to believe that Mu Yucheng is dead.

I always think that if you keep the name, you can wait until Mu Yucheng comes back.

In the end, she couldn't bear to go to him.

"If you don't want a big name, you can take a nickname first."

Just like sang yi11, he gave bubble a nickname for three years.

Before listening to them a child, a girl called very chaotic, not even a proper address.

"No matter who you are, you have to be a dad."

Su Luan is not willing to miss the fun of naming a child.

"Let's think about it now?"

Mu Yucheng's porridge, containing the porridge Su Luan gave him, swished and swallowed it in his mouth. When he mentioned naming the child, it seemed that the injury on his arm became insignificant.

"It's soft to call a girl."

Ye Qingtong jumps over and wants to participate in his niece's naming scheme.

"Too vulgar."

Mu Yucheng Qingpiao deeply expresses his dislike of Ye Qingtong's name.

His intimate little cotton padded jacket should be named extraordinary.

Ye Qingtong is not discouraged when he is attacked. He turns his eyes and makes persistent efforts:

"Feifei, delicate and lovely."

"Too soft."

"Doudou, it's catchy."

"Like a dog's name."

“…… What do you call it? "

Ye Qingtong's eyes widened. For the first time, he felt that his brother-in-law was too difficult to serve.

"Poof."

Su Luan couldn't help laughing. He fed the last two spoonfuls of porridge in the bowl to Mu Yucheng. He picked up another bowl and drank it.

"Cousin, I think those names are very good. Do you want to use a nickname to cry ghosts and gods? Or you can just call it a fairy. "

leaves make complaints about Tsuen Luan Tucao.

Su Luan while drinking porridge, while looking at Mu Yucheng's face.

The beautiful eyebrows wrinkled slightly. It didn't seem to be thinking about how to get a name. It was a little angry.

"Or Xiao Mian?"

Su Luan's heart moved, put down the bowl in his hand and asked tentatively.

Mu Yucheng's frown was relaxed and took a look at her.

After a moment, he nodded slowly: "Xiaomian is good."

"Xiaomian is softer than Feifei, OK?"

Ye Qingtong is not satisfied. What's so good about soft? My brother-in-law must be discriminating against her!

Su Luan's eyes smile gradually thick, a pair of see through all the expression, pursed the mouth secretly smile.

Seeing her expression, Mu Yucheng knew that she had seen through her own thoughts. He also felt that he had behaved too much just now. He lowered his eyelids and rubbed his upper arm to make a calm appearance.

"Qingtong, Yucheng doesn't like heavy characters."

Su Luan laughs and swallows a mouthful of porridge. Seeing Mu Yu Cheng, she looks away from her eyes, and somehow feels cute.

Sang Yiyi abets his son to hit their daughter's idea, and is hated by Muyu Chengji.

Her son's name is paopaopao. Mu Yucheng refuses to let her daughter also call her nickname.

"What's wrong with heavy characters? Don't other children call it that way? "Ye Qingtong is puzzled.

"Of course, my daughter can't be like anyone else."

Mu Yucheng gave her a cold glance, and his daughter must be different.

Su Luan heard Ye Qingtong's words, but she frowned slightly, thinking of that beautiful and excessive child.

Ye Qingtong mentions that Du Du may be unintentional, but Su Luan can't forget that stubborn and intelligent villain.

Lu Shaosong is dead. I don't know what happened to him.

No parents of the children, the father or with sin died, in the Lu family such a deep courtyard, alone, helpless also do not know how.

"By the way, Qingtong. You said before that Su Zinian came back from abroad to do publicity. A the banquet in the king's room broke up in the middle of the journey. Won't it affect him? "

Knowing that Lu's affairs are beyond his control, Su Luan remembers what ye Qingtong mentioned before.

"It doesn't matter. The party was meant to be gilded. Because his brother-in-law refused to marry, the party was pushed to a climax, and the media in a country were very hot. Along with the photographed Su Da God, they have attracted a lot of attention. "

Ye Qingtong doesn't notice Mu Yucheng's suddenly cold face, and the cells of eight trigrams are ready to move.

"Celia has a cousin who is very fond of women in country y. I think if you can have a transnational relationship with him, not only Su Zinian, but all the artists in your company will be able to rise. "

Mu Yucheng's not salty voice can not be heard is in jealous, but light pursed thin lips show light displeasure.

Even if lying down, it is inexplicably imposing.

Ye Qingtong shivers and puts his eyes on Su Luan.

"I think it works. Keo is good-looking and good-natured

Su Luan got up to clean up the thermos pail and the bowls and spoons they had used.

If kaio and ye Qingtong can succeed, ye Qingtong won't have to worry about the apathy of illusory words all day long.

"I don't like nobility."

If you can't count on your cousin, ye Qingtong can only get up and grab the dishes and chopsticks she has packed and take the initiative to work.

Seeing ye Qingtong's eyesight, Mu Yucheng's eyes melted, and his deep voice was compressed into a gentle voice:

"Luan Luan, go to sleep quickly."

"Good."

In fact, I was not very sleepy after sleeping for an hour or so. But when I thought that my parents would bring my daughter here in the afternoon, and I was afraid that I would be sleepy again in the afternoon, I obediently took the pillow away and went back to the bedside to lie down.