Star Soul Continent.

Yanwu Empire.

Central Plains, Phoenix City.

Clear water area.

Fengwu Home Community.

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"Dog!" a crisp scream.

Zuo Xiaoduo, who was recalling his dream in a daze, slowly focused his scattered eyes, and then covered his head with a quilt in depression.

"Puppy..." The voice came again, with a long voice, and a little cheerful, proving that the owner of the voice was very happy at the moment.

But Zuo Xiaoduo was in a very unhappy mood.

Because the name "Puppy" is called him. No one will be happy if he is called a Puppy.

But now Zuo Xiaoduo can't be angry.

He didn't dare to be angry either.

He didn't know how many names he had already owned.

Well, that's right, it's my mother who is calling. How dare you get angry?

There is only helplessness.

From my mother and dad, since Zuo Xiaoduo began to remember, he remembered that his name was like the sand of the vast Yangtze River and the stars of the endless galaxy, so many.

And the name depends on your parents’ mood.

When you are in a happy mood, you will be called whatever you think of.

When you are in a normal mood, you will be very serious.

When you are in a bad mood, especially when you mess with them, you are bastards, little bastards, little bastards, little cowards, little red guys, little debt collectors, little heartless... and everything else.

And it is called dialects from all over the world.

Zuo Xiaoduo is sometimes very strange. His parents are so profound. They know everything from south to north, from east to west, and they are specially used to scold him...

A title is a barometer of your own guess about your parents' mood.

For example, now you call a puppy or a dog, which proves that the mother is in a happy mood. Since she is happy, she will not be angry easily, so it doesn’t matter if she doesn’t agree to her.

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I have to guess whether I am going to be beaten by what name I am called... It's too difficult for me.

Zuo Xiaoduo lay on the bed and sighed silently.

The random name of the dog is a puppy...it's fine. The problem is that Zuo Xiaoduo is also very dissatisfied with his current name!

Small?

Listen, is this a god-like name?

Not domineering at all!

For example, there is a classmate named Zhao Jianghu! How heroic? There is also a person named Li Changtian; it sounds awesome!

But my name is...

And that day...

My father drank a little too much and looked at him in a happy mood. So Zuo Xiaoduo asked boldly: Why is my name Xiaoduo? Can I change a better name?

My father looked at him with his eyes slanted, and said firmly, "No!"

“Why?”

"No! Change your name just won't work!"

"Then why is Xiaoduo? Can you always say it?"

At that time, my dad snorted, rolled his eyes, and said lightly: "Because your birth is a little redundant for me and your mom."

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Small redundant = small lot?!

Zuo Xiaoduo felt that his heart was like the ellipsis above.

It turns out you think my birth has destroyed your two worlds?

Am I so redundant?

Who is not happy with the bloodline inheritance? Especially I am still a man. Why is it unnecessary to get to you two?

At that time, Zuo Xiaoduo asked in tears: "Do you just dislike me so much?"

My dad took a sip of wine and was slow...

Well, I need to make a special note here: Xiaoduo’s father has a very gentle temperament, elegant and elegant style, and handsome and upright appearance, and looks like a beautiful man in the turbid world. He has no shortcomings except being a little lazy...

My father said slowly: "I was disgusted by it, but later your mother found out that since you had you, she actually had a fun toy... I found that it was quite fun to have a child, so I played with it... I gradually didn't disgusted it very much..."

Toy!

After hearing these two words, Zuo Xiaoduo was hit hard and became autistic.

You two have a toy!

My mother was shaking and saying: Isn’t having a child just for fun? Just like the cat raised by your Aunt Li’s house, the dog raised by your Aunt Wang’s house; no matter what it is, you have to keep someone to play, right?

What you said makes sense.

I was speechless.

The conversation that night ends here.

Zuo Xiaoduo felt that he had no interest in asking anything else. He returned to his room with a traumatized heart.

Zuo Xiaoduo felt that this was thanks to his big heart.

He felt that he might be too open-minded and didn't take such a serious blow to heart, and he still survived it heartlessly. And the most amazing thing was that after that night, he felt relieved himself - no, to be honest, before that night had passed, he felt relieved.

Alas, I'm just a toy...

In this world, who is not someone's toy?

But, can you change the name?

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"Dog!"

A roar sounded at the door, and my mother pushed open the door with great might: "You didn't hear me?! Are you deaf?"

Zuo Xiaoduoang suddenly jumped from the bed, looking flattering: "I heard it, I heard it, am I going to go to help you with my mother... I'm here..."

At the door, there is a slim figure and beautiful face, which is a stunning beauty. The beautiful woman, who looks only 27 or 28 years old, is Zuo Xiaoduo's mother.

Biological mother!

When most people see Zuo Mother for the first time, they will inevitably become admiring and have a lot of thoughts. The beauty in front of them looks so gentle and virtuous, and I believe that she is a good wife and mother-like woman with a good temper and outstanding talent.

But only Zuo Xiaoduo himself knew how terrible and terrifying this gentle and virtuous wife and mother, who were in the eyes of outsiders, was when she treated her biological son.

Zuo Xiaoduo has lived under the shadow of his mother for seventeen years. Now he has developed to the point where he stands attentive when he hears his mother's roar.

As long as the gentle and virtuous beautiful face was fixed, Zuo Xiaoduo felt a thrust of his butt - because it was definitely a delicious meal of fried bamboo shoots.

The subordinates will not show any mercy.

Most people's families are basically strict fathers and kind mothers; while Zuo Xiaoduo's family just happened to be filled with each other: strict mothers and kind fathers.

A kind father... in fact, it's not very kind, or it's more appropriate to be indifferent and heartless; but a strict mother, this is really strict!

Zuo Xiaoduo actually couldn't understand. After so many years, she didn't leave any trace on her mother's face.

Still so youthful and beautiful.

Of course, the same is true for my own old man, who looks twenty-six, seventy-nine; no more than thirty years old anyway. Yushu is so elegant that people can feel good at it at first glance, thinking that he is a scholar or a scholar.

But in fact...

hehe.

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"Help me work?" The mother-shang adult's face was full of doubt: "Do you are so filial?"

Zuo Xiaoduo jumped up with his legs and tiringly pinched his shoulders for his mother: "Oh, my mother is so tired every day, and my son is so worried when he sees it. I'll rub it for you..."
To be continued...