Pick a name? Why did you have to give her a name? "Arnold has a name. Arnuo's name is Zhang Qingnuo. Daddy said that girls can't make promises easily, otherwise they will suffer for the rest of their lives." She stared with big eyes,
Blinking in a blink of an eye. Did you hear me? I'm rejecting you politely and don't want you to give me a name.
"What do you think I should give you a name?" Zhenjin seemed to be talking to himself, and seemed to be asking softly.
Arnold pretended not to hear and used her chubby little hands to pull up the quilt and prepare to sleep. On such a cold day, she didn't want to stay up late. She might not have to encounter anything tomorrow morning. It was a good choice to keep a good spirit.
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"Why don't you call me Amul!" Zhenjin suddenly said and stood up from the barrel with a splash.
Arnold was making up the bed when he was frightened by his actions and suddenly turned around, only to see his naked body looming in the water vapor, a scar on his chest, and his muscles were so developed.
If we talk about his figure, it's really good. A little thicker makes him look fatter, a little less makes him look thinner, and his muscles are just right. It's just the area below the waist, oh my God, this exhibitionist. That black and gold
thing, and the piece of black hair down from the abdomen. She is a woman, okay? Although she is only three years old... Her heartbeat is pounding, but she can't show it. Fortunately, she is twenty.
People in this century still have a certain ability to withstand such situations.
The curtain of the tent was opened again, and Hassen walked in again, this time with two guards as before, and the guards were carrying a steaming bucket.
Little Arnold took a sneak peek and realized that this guy wanted to change the bath water.
Zhenjin stepped from one wooden barrel to another, and the two guards quickly carried the bucket of dirty water out. Only then did Hasen walk to the bed and asked, "Master, do you want to get rid of this little baby?"
Arnold rolled his eyes when he heard this. What does it mean to get rid of it? Is she an object?
Zhenjin sat back in the barrel again, "No, you go to Fifth Brother's place. I heard that he asked Wu Enqi to get goat milk and snacks. She will sleep with me tonight, so you can bring those foods.
Bar!"
Hassen glanced at Zhenjin strangely, "But sir, this is a little baby. Shouldn't it be better to hand her over to the women in the military camp?"
Are there women in the military camp? Arnold's eyes lit up. She had always thought that the military camp was a place for men!
"She is very obedient, just follow me. Don't worry, although I am injured, I can still take care of her. Just step back!"
"Yes." Hassen glanced at Arnold again, his eyes full of vigilance.
Arnold naturally caught his look and hid behind him, pretending to be scared. This man had really misjudged him. He was so insidious that he even warned her with such a fierce look.
"Where did we just talk?" Zhenjin wiped his body with a white cloth again, looking through the mist with his dark brown eyes.
"Call Amul." Arnold said helplessly, pretending to be sleepy and yawning, rubbing his eyes with his little hands. "Uncle, Arnold wants to sleep."
"Oh, are you hungry? Hassen will bring the goat milk in a moment. Do you want to drink some more?"
"No, I'm very full." Arnold yawned. This guy must have been lonely for too long, so he kept pestering her, a little kid with a bigger butt.