After talking to Huo Rin about things, Huo Hanhuan, who came out of the study, heard Jiang Fanxing's words.

Million......

150 million ......

Poor child.

Jiang Fanxing pinched the soup spoon and took a bite of the little chaos, feeling that his name was very good.

Seeing Huo Hanhuan coming over, she asked for credit with a face, "Husband, you see I named our child!" ”

Huo Han walked over with a sympathetic face, "Wife...... I don't think our kids will like the name very much. ”

"Huh? Why? ”

"Hmm...... Probably someone will laugh at it. ”

Jiang Fanxing pouted, "No!" Only those who are called Zixuan Yixuan will be ridiculed, and the kindergarten will raise seven or eight hands at a glance. When I get old in the future, when I dance the square dance, Grandma Zixuan and Grandpa Zixuan ...... Hey, goosebumps are up! ”

Huo Hanhuo, "......"

"Fifty million and one hundred and fifty million are good! There will be no duplicate names, and it will always remind them how much their mother has paid to give birth to them! The more Jiang Fanxing thought about it, the more he felt that his name was good!

Huo Hanhuan looked helpless, and he glanced at Ruan Qing.

Ruan Qing also looked helpless and sympathetic.

"That...... It's just a nickname. Daimyo...... It can't be so casual. ”

"You see my mother loves it."

Nguyen Thanh, "......"

Can't you see the wry smile on my face????

Huo Rinshen walked over and circled his wife's waist, "It's late, you should rest." ”

"We're not in a hurry about the name, let's think about it!" Ruan Qing admonished uneasily, and then went back to the room with Huo Rinshen.

Jiang Fanxing continued to eat the small wontons, "Isn't it good?" ”

"It's not good...... Well, it's okay to listen carefully. His words, under Jiang Fanxing's slightly squinted gaze, changed the words.

Jiang Fanxing was satisfied, "Let's eat a cucumber, it's crunchy and delicious." ”

The pungent sour smell made Huo Hanhuan subconsciously dodge.

It is said that sour children are spicy girls.

Look at her...... I want to give birth to a son.

"I'm going to eat quickly, it's going to be twelve o'clock soon!" Holding the white porcelain bowl, Jiang Fanxing drank the thick soup.

Huo Hanhuan's eyes deepened, he knew what she was talking about.

It was past twelve o'clock.

Twenty-one days have passed.

It's the twenty-second day.

Gu poison in the body......

"Okay, I'm done. Let's go back to our room! Jiang Fanxing put the bowl down and ran into the small kitchen again.

Huo Hanhuan followed behind, saw what she was looking for, and asked, "What are you looking for?" ”

"Knives and bowls."

"What are you looking for?"

"Take blood and detoxify you!" Jiang Fanxing said without looking back.

Huo Hanhuan hugged her from behind, "Don't look for it." ”

"Yes."

"Dr. Tangy is all set."

"Huh? Well, then I'm not looking for it. He's definitely better prepared than I am! When Jiang Fanxing heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief, "Then let's go back quickly!" ”

"Daughter-in-law...... I can't bear it. ”

If she loses a hair, he will be distressed.

What's more, it's a knife on the body and a bowl of blood?

"Oh, don't be afraid!" Jiang Fanxing turned around from his arms, stood on tiptoe, and kissed him on the lips, "Don't worry, I will always be with you!" ”

Huo Han pecked the corner of her mouth, "I'm not afraid, I'm distressed." ”

"If you feel sorry for me, then pray that I will have a daughter. I don't want to lose 150 million for no reason! That's all my hard-earned money. ”

Huo Hanhuan did not return to her words, but continued to kiss her.

From the lip flap to the corners of the lip, to the tip of the nose, eyes, eyebrows, forehead.

Every time, there is endless human tenderness.