Chapter 1567

Lu Wang and Zhu Yan immediately cupped their hands in thanks, and turned to share the good news.

Bai Xilie raised his head, feeling that as Bai Zhi'er's biological father, he couldn't lose.

"In this case, when I wake up from the dream and go back, I will immediately pardon the world and say that I dreamed that my precious daughter gave birth to a son."

Jing Jia chuckled: "Then I will cast a spell to bring down the dew and make the world harvest continuously for three years to celebrate the birth of my little grandson."

Everyone happily decided.

Finally, the child returned to Bai Zhi'er's arms.

Feng Fuce asked, "What name do you want to name the child?"

Bai Zhi'er thought for a while, then smiled and said, "Let's not get up, let him draw lots for himself when he is [-] days old. He is a little man with ideas, I believe he will be willing to choose a name for himself."

As she said that, she lowered her head and asked the little guy in the swaddle: "Do you think so? Be good?"

The little devil showed a harmless innocent smile towards his mother.

Babbling, he stretched out his chubby hand and placed it on Mother's face.

Bai Zhi'er happily kissed his palm, and when it was Feng Fuce's turn to kiss, the little devil quietly took his hand back.

Feng Fuce raised his eyebrows: "Don't let daddy?"

Anyway, the stinky son has nothing to kiss.

He grabbed Bai Zhi'er's hand and kissed it in front of his son.

The little man's dark eyes were wide open.

As if thinking, how can he kiss his mother so many times?
The family is happy.

Bai Zhi'er is immersed in the joy of nursing his son every day.

He always eats too much, hiccups non-stop, and often does not close his eyes when it is time to sleep.

So Feng Fuce took the initiative to hold the child and walked around the house.

At that time, the little guy was lying on his father's shoulder, looking at the flowers and plants in the demon world, and every monster passing by.

The blurry scenery I saw in my mother's womb is now clear.

soon.

The little guy is a hundred days old.

According to what Bai Zhi'er said, today is his lottery, so let him draw his own name.

Otherwise, during the time when there was no name, the family would call him babe, which has already been used as a baby name.

In the main hall of the lottery banquet, more than [-] guests have gathered.

From the entrance of the hall to the middle of the hall, there is a long table filled with written paper.

This was written by Bai Zhier and Feng Fuce.

They put some characters with excellent meanings in it, and whichever one the little guy catches will be his name.

When Feng Fuce appeared with the child in his arms and Bai Zhi'er by the hand, the guests cheered.

The handsome little guy with milk whistling is well-defined and is being hugged obediently.

Afterwards, Feng Fuce placed him at the front of the table.

Bai Zhi'er said with a smile: "Hey, you have to think about it before you start."

The little guy seemed to understand, but crawled forward.

He didn't take any paper along the way.

Bai Zhi'er couldn't help feeling a little worried.

She tilted her head and whispered to Feng Fuce: "Does my son not understand?"

Feng Fuce smiled: "It's possible, he doesn't usually like those ordinary toys, and it's reasonable that he won't grab paper when he sees it."

Their sons would only show interest when they saw different monsters flying around, or when monsters were fighting.

If he wasn't interested, he wouldn't even take a second look.

Just when Bai Zhi'er sighed.

Guests cheer!
It turned out that the little guy finally picked up a piece of paper.

"cold."

(End of this chapter)

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