Chapter 192: Name the son.
Once you've loved it, that's it.
Now, her sustenance is the child in her belly.
When Leng Aotian came out of the shower, he found that Su Nuannuan was not asleep yet.
The two of them were lying on the bed, neither talking.
Leng Aotian suddenly asked her: "Tonight is also our wedding night, what are you thinking?!"
Su Nuannuan turned around, looked at his face and said, "I'm thinking about our child's name."
Our child’s name?!
When Leng Aotian heard this, his heart felt warm.
"Have you thought about it?"
Leng Aotian suddenly opened his quilt and got into Su Nuannuan's quilt.
Only then did Su Nuannuan see that he was wearing Mickey Mouse pajamas.
Leng Aotian saw her staring at him in a daze and asked: "Why are you looking at me?! Isn't it normal for couples to sleep together?!"
couple?!
When this word flashed through Su Nuannuan's mind, her heart suddenly felt mixed.
He replied: "Well, it's a little weird for you to wear these pajamas."
"Why is it weird?!"
Leng Aotian stretched out his hand to pull her into his arms, and reached out to touch her belly, which had moved slightly.
"That's right, I just didn't expect you to wear it. You said it was childish last time. I thought..."
"Su Nuannuan, do you really think I'm a rich man? Do you think I have a lot of money and can just waste it?!"
Su Nuannuan was speechless at his words.
"Tell me, what did you name my son?!"
Seeing her silence, Leng Aotian lowered his head and asked.
Su Nuannuan heard him talking about his son every day, and corrected him: "In fact, it may not be his son..."
"Can my seed be my son? Su Nuannuan, are you kidding?!"
Leng Aotian touched Su Nuannuan's soft belly and laughed at her.
Su Nuannuan was sweating even more now. Why was he so sure that his child was a boy?!
Su Nuannuan hoped it would be a girl. If the boy inherited Leng Aotian's callous and cold temperament, it would harm him throughout his life.
"Well, regardless of gender, let's call him/her An'an, okay?"
Su Nuannuan suddenly reached out to hug Leng Aotian's arm, as if begging him.
An'an.
Is she praying for a happy life, or for a safe child?
Leng Aotian rested his chin on her head and said with a half-smile: "She is indeed an uncultured woman, even her name is so vulgar."
Is it vulgar? Su Nuannuan wondered.
"Su Nuannuan, if you gave birth to a pair of twins, wouldn't the girl be called Pingping? You are so vulgar, you really make people laugh."
Su Nuannuan thought about it and realized that mediocrity was vulgar enough.
"Then you take it."
Anyway, the chance of having twins is very small, so let him take them.
"It's true, yes, it's true."
Leng Aotian thought for a while and said, "As for twins, the boy's name is An'an and the girl's name is Zhenzhen."
May your life be peaceful and sincere.
"It seems better than fake."
In fact, at this moment, Su Nuannuan was also laughing at Leng Aotiansu in her heart.
But Leng Aotian still saw it.
"Su Nuannuan, are you laughing at my vulgarity in your heart?!"
"No, no."
Su Nuannuan denied it, but she did think so in her heart.
Real? It might as well be fake.
"Sleep, my son needs to rest."
Leng Aotian closed the distance with Nuan Nuan, making her completely shrink into his arms.
Su Nuannuan was indeed a little sleepy, and after a while, she curled up in his arms and fell asleep.
Leng Aotian listened to her even breathing, and the smile on his face grew bigger and bigger.
This woman finally became his wife.
Whether it's 20 years or 100 years, she is still herself.
This chapter has been completed!