"What's wrong with the name?" Pei Huan's eyes fell on Lao Kan's body, thinking in his heart that this stupid child who had just been born was so amused. , 。

Pei Qiqi couldn't help but smile: "Your son's name...... Kanxing and Blanket Star, why do they sound so similar? ”

Even the corners of Tang Yu's mouth curled slightly, and he reached out to 'rub' his family's Qiqi hair: "'Messy' pulling." ”

But Pei Huan exploded 'hairy', because she often rubbed the red carpet without works before, and was ridiculed by the media many times!

Now Lao Kan still dares to come up with such a name!!

"Kan Mingzhu, you must have done it on purpose!" Pei Huan roared angrily, if she hadn't been able to get out of bed, she would have almost torn Lao Kan by now.

Lao Kan looked at Pei Qiqi sadly, "I don't mean that." ”

Pei Huan shouted, "That's what you mean!" Kan Mingzhu, I almost fell for you, you have to use your son's name to laugh at me for not having a work for the rest of your life. ”

"Isn't our Kanxing your work?" Lao Kan thought that this was a very high-level love sentence, but Pei Huan shouted again, "You still dare to say 'blanket star'?" How dare you say it! Kan Mingzhu, I slaughtered you. ”

Pei Qiqi and Tang Yu couldn't laugh, Pei Qiqi quietly bumped into Tang Yu, and whispered: "Look at it, is she becoming more and more like Zhou Meilin?" ”

Tang Yu is a man, and he is a noble man with a noble status, so naturally he will not easily evaluate a 'woman' and 'sex', he just smiled and reached out to pinch her little face: "Naughty!" ”

Pei Qiqi hugged his arm and coquettishly: "I'm for Pei Huan's good, I can't find out until I am fifty or sixty!" How bad does a blanket star sound like? ”

She tilted her head and smiled coquettishly, Tang Yu's heart was like a 'spring' wind.

However, the things that make Lao Kan's heart stuff are behind.

Lin Jinrong went to the hospital for a re-examination, and happened to meet Xiaomei, only to know that Pei Huan was born.

Out of politeness, Lin Jinrong asked his secretary to send a bouquet of lilies, as well as a piece of mutton fat white 'jade', which was 'quite precious'.

Lao Kan is such a rough man, his heart and eyes are as small as a needle at this time, and he looks at Pei Huan with a blank eye.

Pei Huan asked Xiaomei to send two happy eggs to Lin Jinrong's secretary, and when the people left, he picked up the bouquet of 'flowers' again and smelled it deeply, "It's so fragrant, Xiaomei help me 'plug' it up." ”

Lao Kan has a very opinion, "This 'flower' is white, without a trace of joy, and it doesn't look good in the delivery room." ”

Xiaomei smiled: "Lily is calming." ”

Pei Huan had the heart to 'provoke' Lao Kan and stared at him, "Where does he have any aesthetics." ”

Lao Kan was unconvinced: "I'm a photographer. ”

"But you still don't have an aesthetic." Otherwise, how could she like an old 'woman' like Su Mo! This is Pei Huan's little idea, but she won't be stupid enough to say it.

The old man stiffened his neck, and finally, softened.

"Okay, good, you say it's good-looking, just stay!" Lao Kan has no right to speak, he wiped tears in his heart, he has no status now, and it is a grace to be a 'milk' mother.

Waiting for the two men to go out to 'smoke', Pei Qiqi finally had the opportunity to talk to Pei Huan.

Sitting on the side of the 'bed', covering Pei Huan with the quilt, and letting go of his hand, Pei Huan's face was happy.

"It's decided?" Pei Qiqi looked at her.

Pei Huan snorted, "Yes, Qiqi, I've thought about it." ”

Pei Qiqi smiled, "I will live a good life in the future, Lao Kan is a good person!" ”

She paused: "If he had taken you to the hospital firmly at that time, regardless of Su Mo, it would have seemed even more ruthless." ”