I actually don’t know what Xiang Xingzhou is, but it’s just a pronoun. She represents my daughter.
What is Nangong Xing, synonymous with my daughter’s father? That’s probably it.
It has to be that I was moved when I saw that short message. It was such a joy to bully such a cute boy.
But, what is the truth? I relented and replied: "Come and talk to me. See you at the bar at eight o'clock."
From morning to night, I sat in the most obvious place in the bar all day, my favorite place to sit, leaning against the bar, looking at the man wearing a butterfly mask behind the stage.
"Hello."
"Hello."
"I am Xiang Liuchou."
"Hello, Boss."
"Who are you?"
"Mingdie." Oh, long time no see. "Jasmine milk." It's just a weird combination of milk and tea.
"Okay." His technique seemed not familiar enough. I watched him make tea lukewarmly and stir the milk and tea lukewarmly. "Why are you so lethargic?" I know that in front of me, they can relax their vigilance.
; In front of Cao'er, they can be hot and sexy; but in front of Xi'er? It took hundreds of millions of efforts.
"Gang leader...Bing...she left?"
"No. She just doesn't want us anymore." At this time, who the hell can know how sad I am?
"Oh." He sighed deeply, "She's pregnant?"
"The baby is born, his name is Jing." I took the warm milk and took a big sip. "Gang Leader, do you have a baby? What's his name?"
"Cao'er's family is called Lin Feng, and there is another one named Lin Ling. I heard that their names have been changed now. Xi'er's is called Mu Jingjing. Oh, and mine is called Xiang Xingzhou?" The smell of warm jasmine is like
The smell on the clothes of the person I once loved is fresh but refreshing.
"Why the last name?" He seemed bored and scoundrel.
"Because she doesn't have a father, and don't you think it's nice to have my last name? How nice is the word Xiang?" I looked at the bar, which was still noisy, and it seemed that it had been like this since Bingxi left. On that former stage
There are still energetic people twisting, dancing, applauding, and competing fiercely. However, can anyone be more eye-catching than Bingxi? It has not happened in so many years.
She is a god-like existence!
"Gang Leader, do you want anything else?"
"Can you recommend one?"
"How about my sign?"
"What?"
"Then why isn't the baby's surname Nangong?"
"Don't change the subject."
"explain."
"I don't love him, you know what? Nangong Xing, stop being so arrogant."
"Oh. Okay, my signature dish, you know, love you."
"Ohone~ It's impossible, I don't love you."
"As long as I love you, it's enough. I don't care whether you love me or not, just change the baby's name."
"What's your name? Nangong Xingzhou, it sounds awful. It also has the same name as you."
"It's impossible. Look, Baobao's has been changed to Nangong Xingzhou."
"Change it to Nangong Zhou."
"Why?"
"The four-character name reminds me of Bingxi. Her name is Lingyu Bingxi, and she is also called Yuexi Bingyan."
I watched the butterfly mask in front of me fall off, and the haggard face turned pale, just like a surprise prepared for me: "Shouchou, don't be too sad."
"What else do you want to say? But this milk tastes good."
"From now on, I can help you clean the kitchen and bathroom every day. Please marry me and treat it as your baby."