Yan Ge looked at Gouzi's focused profile, and suddenly realized that this man was extremely handsome now.
So handsome and so cool.
That's probably what he is now.
Gouzi suddenly lowered his head, although his hands were not free, he lowered his head and kissed her forehead: "What are you thinking?"
Yan Ge raised his hand and touched the top of his head: "Your hair seems to be curly."
A thick layer of black hair covered the top of his head in curls.
The cute and cute curly hair instantly softened his cold facial features.
"Yeah." He prefers his bald head to his curly hair.
Yan Ge frowned slightly, and said worriedly: "Your curly hair is a bit like my son's curly hair."
The baby son is hers, and she doesn't want a family of three to go outside, and people will say "ah, your son looks like his father" when they see the baby son.
Gouzi: "What?"
Yan Gechang sighed: "What if others misunderstand that your baby is your baby?"
Gou Zi: "Misunderstanding is misunderstanding, I don't mind."
I really mind! Yan Ge glared at him angrily, "My son is my son, and has nothing to do with you."
Gou Zi smiled when he heard the words: "Have you thought about naming him?"
Yange: ...
I never thought about naming my son.
She thought about it seriously: "You can have a nickname that someone can call you."
Otherwise, what if others learn her name and call her son.
But what nickname
Yan Ge thought and thought: "Does the small tree sound good? Or the little green green? What about the small leaf? The big tree seems to sound good too."
Gouzi: ...
Are you sure it sounds good
He glanced at the obsessed words and songs in the name, and decided not to express his opinion.
After finishing the hot porridge, Yan Ge finally thought of a name: "Xuanwu, let's call it Xuanwu."
At the beginning, it was chicken cubs who made basalt pot for the little guy.
What a domineering name.
Gou Zi whispered: "In ancient times, Xuanwu refers to the tortoise."
Yange: ...
She changed her words: "Let's call it Xiaoshu."
Intuitive, atmospheric.
Gou Zi: "Now there are no trees in this world, it's still a little bad to be called a little tree, let's get another one."
Yange: ...
He looked at Yange's uneasy face, and continued to suggest: "Is Chang'an nice? He is the only child in Leiting Base. Everyone hopes that he will grow up safely. Do you think it's good to call him Chang'an?"
Yan Ge was already on the verge of being irritable because of her name. Her own name had just been rejected by Gou Zi, so she was naturally unwilling to give in to Gou Zi so easily, and said without thinking: "It doesn't sound good. What's the use of Changan? Peace and safety, but if you are not happy, then you are in vain, life would be better than death."
Makes sense.
Gouzi: "That's called joy?"
Yan Ge rolled his eyes at him: "I always feel like you're calling Gouzi."
Fake dog: ...
In the end, the baby's son's name could not be settled.
It's not urgent, just think about it slowly.
Yan Ge had enough to eat and drink, and Gouzi had already put on a new set of green clothes for his baby son, and put the baby on his neck.
Her son inherited her vision and also likes green very much.
Probably because the clothes on the son's body are too green and have a sense of presence.
After Gouzi put him on his neck, the moment Yange turned his head to see it, he mistakenly saw it as a big green patch on Gouzi's head.
Seeing Yange staring at him with lingering eyes, Gouzi was moved by her stare, walked over, bowed his head and said to her: "Even He Qi is going to get married, we, let's get married too."
(end of this chapter)