Luo Jia felt relieved, but he saw the moonlight shining in from the window, and the quiet place filled her whole body.
"Little guy, you believe me, I will definitely win a big victory for you."
The person in his arms stretched out his hand and hugged his neck tightly, muttering a few words in a daze.
Luo Jia was very happy and stroked her body with his hands again - so greasy, fat girl like a piglet, like a piece of soft cotton.
His hand stopped on the soft belly and did not move downwards. He suddenly remembered: What name should I give the child?
This was the first time he remembered in advance that he had to name his child.
The first son, before he could call his nickname, could only watch his little face ascend to heaven in a purple state; the second child, who was almost at full term, died indirectly from the high priest
curse.
What about this third child?
This child should be safe, right?
He was quite hesitant, what is the best name for a child? How can he make it the most auspicious, healthiest, and safest born and grown up?
After experiencing those two losses, my heart's expectations have changed a lot. It doesn't matter whether the child has great talents or not. The most important thing is to be safe and grow up safely.
He had a quick thought in his mind, and was so anxious, his fingers gently slid across her face, and whispered in a low voice: "Little guy, what's the name of our child? I have to think about it, I always have to start
Think of a name for it...If it is a boy, it is called...What if it is a girl? What is the best name for a girl?"
He frowned, unable to come up with such simple names - those are his most beloved bones and blood, and of course he had to choose the best name to match it.
I racked my brains, but I couldn't get the right words.
He sighed, tossing and turning, and it was almost dawn in the sweet worry. However, the child's name was still not clear. He was worried because of this and couldn't sleep all night.