Even Ye Jingfeng was shuddering when he heard the three words Ji Dahui.

His cute little grandson, the word "sledgehammer" is really inappropriate.

His daughter is so good, and her power of naming is uncommon.

After Qingge finished speaking of Ji Daehing, the entire Yeshen Palace Hall was silent.

The little bun tilted his head, blinked his eyes, and then his eyebrows and eyes sneered, "It sounds so nice."

Everyone: "..." Little bun, speak against your conscience. Wouldn't your conscience hurt?

"Where does it sound good?" A Lian rolled her eyes. Even if she wanted to protect her mother, she should not be so disobeyed.

The light was reflected in Xiao Baozi's eyes, and he explained seriously: "The word "sled hammer" is broken up. From the word "big", we can see that my mother hopes that I will grow up safely and become an adult, and that I can protect my mother. As for this word "hammer", it is because my mother hopes that I can have the strength to protect the people around me."

Seeing Xiao Baozi's serious analysis, everyone was dizzy, as if there was a little reason?

Little Baozi ran towards Qingge happily, threw himself in his arms, took a deep breath of the fragrance, Little Baozi raised his head and smiled at Qingge, saying, "It shows my mother's expectation for me."

Qingge was very moved and squatted down and picked up the little bun. Sure enough, her son still understood her.

Look at those people, they are uneducated, they are so scary that they don’t know the connotation of the sledgehammer.

Qingge put the little bun in Ye Jingfeng's arms, "Here, your grandson."

"grandson?"

Xiao Baozi looked back at Qingge, "But grandpa?"

Qingge nodded.

Ye Jingfeng was holding the little bun stiffly, and he didn't even dare to move, especially the smell of milk on the child, which made Ye Jingfeng stunned and unresponsive.

The little bun broke free from Ye Jingfeng's arms. Ye Jingfeng's eyes were a little dim. Then the next moment, the little bun was very handsome and bowed in front of Ye Jingfeng, "Grandpa is here, grandson is polite."

Ye Jingfeng was stunned, cried with joy, his eyes turned red, and he squatted down and picked up the little bun again, "Good grandson, good grandson."

"Your son is so likable," said Feng Qi.

Qingge raised her eyebrows and looked proud. Feng Qi smiled and said, "What's the matter? One day, she will have a son."

Qingge handed the refined potion to Xiao Baozi. Xiao Baozi took the medicine bottle and looked at it, "Mom, is this?"

“Can hide the color of your eyes.”

Hearing this, Xiao Baozi was ecstatic, opened the bottle cap and swallowed it into her stomach in one breath.

Soon, Xiao Baozi's eyes stinged slightly. He subconsciously closed his eyes and wanted to raise his hand to rub it. Qingge held his wrist, "There was some sting and it would be cured soon."

Sure enough, it stopped hurting after a moment. Xiao Baozi slowly opened his eyes, no longer with his charming and strange eyes, but with his bright and vivid black eyes.

The little bun's eyelashes are long, black and dense, with watery eyes, shining brightly like obsidian.

"Mom loves me just now, or is it me at this time?" Xiao Baozi asked expectantly with stars in his eyes.

Qingge smiled and rubbed Xiao Baozi's head, "Anyway, I love it."

Xiao Baozi covered his hands with his mouth and smiled and narrowed into a slit.

The little bun is like the warm sun, which can dispel endless darkness and make people feel warm.

Everyone's mood was infected by it and was very happy, but Liu Yan'er frowned at the little bun.

She only knew that there were blood demon seeds in Qingge's belly. Later, she never heard Qingge mention blood demon seeds again. What's going on with this child?

Liu Yan'er was worried about Qingge.

Everything unknown is unpredictable without fixed numbers.

Wei Bomai moved his heavy legs towards Xiao Baozi. He looked at Xiao Baozi in a complicated manner. He wanted to say something, but he wanted to say something but stopped.

The little bun found Uncle Wei and turned to look at Uncle Wei. He looked at him with his eyes open for a long time, with a smile on his face, "Do you want to hug me?"

Bo Wei was stunned and didn't know how to respond.

"Uncle Wei, hug it, it's his child." After hearing Qingge's words, Uncle Wei reacted a little. He calmed down and tried to hug the bun.

"This is your Grandpa Wei." Qingge introduced.

Little bun smiled, "Does grandpa like me?"

"I like it, I like it..." I really like it.

Ye Jingfeng saw Xiao Baozi go to Wei Bo's arms, and his arms were hollow, and his heart was hollow.

Qingge saw Ye Jingfeng feeling a little emotional, and the corners of his mouth twitched. He was so big...

Uncle Wei held the little bun, and tears fell.

He looked at Qingge and said, "I was so young back then."

Ji Yue at that time looked exactly the same as Xiao Baozi now.

It's just two completely different expressions. If the little bun is the rising sun in the east, then King Ji is the cold lonely moon in the endless cold night.

Ye Jingfeng noticed that different expressions changed when Wei Bo was holding the little bun.

He had seen Ji Yue, and when he first saw him, he naturally discovered who the child's father was.

Wei Bo is the person left by Ji Yue. Although he is an old slave, anyone with discerning eyes knows that Wei Bo and Ji Yue have a different relationship.

Ye Jingfeng said: "Uncle Wei, he doesn't have a name yet. Why don't you give your grandson a name?"

Bo Wei raised his head, was extremely surprised, and then shook his head, "I cannot take responsibility for naming a name."

No name?

Qingge touched her chin.

Did Ye Jingfeng directly ignore Ji Daehui she took?

However, seeing Ye Jingfeng say this, thinking of the relationship between Wei Bo and Ji Yue, Qing Ge smiled slightly and said generously: "Wei Bo, you can take one."

"Name." Xiao Baozi's eyes shiny.

Wei Bo was moved. Although he was not Ji Yue's father, he had been playing the role of his father for so many years.

When he saw the little bun, he seemed to see his own grandson.

"The fertile ointment is the Guangye. I hope this child will always be like this, like light. Why not just call him Ji Ye, and Ye is also homophones with the surname of the Eastern Emperor, with a profound meaning. I wonder if the Eastern Emperor and the Emperor Ye like it?" Wei Bo asked.

Qingge nodded, "It's indeed a little better than a sledgehammer."

Everyone: "..." Is that a little nicer? It's clearly two levels.

Ye Jingfeng liked it very much, "Ji Ye is nice, nice, and not vulgar." Ji Dahui and other things are simply too vulgar.

The little bun jumped down and jumped, "I have a name, my name is Ji Ye."

Xiao Baozi danced happily and fell suddenly.

Qingge's heart tightened, and Wei Bo and others were worried and walked quickly.

Xiao Baozi moved his limbs and then got up.

Xiao Baozi walked to Qingge with tears in her eyes: "Mom, it hurts so much, I want to hug her."

If Mo Yu was here and saw the King of the Demon Clan fall like this, I would be a expression that was hard to describe.

Qingge picked up the little bun and patted the little bun on the back to comfort him.

Wei Botai sighed.

Back then, Xiao Jiyue was covered in bruises. When he healed Xiao Jiyue, Xiao Jiyue didn't say a word and her little face turned pale.

He asked, "Does it hurt?"

"It hurts, will my mother worry about me? If not, it won't hurt."

So far, he still remembers his answer.

The little bun hurts, he only needs his mother's care.
Chapter completed!