Six years later, she took three milk balls to blow up the world

Chapter 1098 Ye Huan is a waste of naming

But considering that Ye Huan was a patient, An Yan still handed the child to Ye Huan.

"Look, look at it more!"

"Uh-huh."

Ye Huan held Qin Shu's hand tightly and looked at his son excitedly.

His eyes gently and carefully looked over the baby's white face, long eyelid lines, and pouty little mouth.

After a while, Ye Huan let out a silly laugh.

"Hehe, hehe...my son looks so much like me!"

An Yan and Qin Shu looked at each other and sighed.

Why does this guy look so stupid? Did his head get hit by a car?

An Yan moved her disgusted eyes away from Ye Huan's miserable face and held the baby farther away.

"Okay, I have to take the baby back. You guys should take care of each other."

Ye Huan did not stop him this time.

He is wrapped like a mummy now and cannot hold the child at all. His wife also needs to rest. If An Yan is willing to take care of her, she can take her.

After An Yan left, Ye Huan's attention returned to Qin Shu.

He took Qin Shu's hand and rubbed the back of Qin Shu's soft hand aggrievedly: "Honey, can you sit next to me?"

Qin Shu was a little shy subconsciously and wanted to push Ye Huan away, but was afraid of hurting him, so she had to follow his wishes and sit down next to him.

The faint fragrance of the woman's body rushed into his nose. Ye Huan buried his face in Qin Shu's chest and abdomen, and his heart completely calmed down.

His wife who ran away from home came back, gave birth to her son safely, and showed it to him. His life was finally complete.

But when he thought about the premature birth of the child and the fact that he was not around when Qin Shu gave birth to the child, Ye Huan felt deeply guilty and sour.

For a moment, my heart felt numb and my eyes felt hot.

But he didn't dare to show it, for fear of making Qin Shu sad by mentioning it again.

He muffled his voice and changed the subject: "Honey, have you named the baby?"

Qin Shu sensed that something was wrong with Ye Huan. His slender fingers gently ran through his messy hair, soothing his emotions. He smiled softly and said, "I haven't even picked a big name yet, so my nickname is Xiao Long Bao."

"Xiaolongbao?" Ye Huan suddenly turned his head and widened his eyes: "Is this nickname too unimpressive?"

This made Qin Shu laugh: "Then which name do you think is more powerful?"

"Little tiger, little leopard, little lion, etc..." Ye Huan's peach blossom eyes were sparkling, and it could be seen at a glance that his mind was filled with little animals.

Qin Shu raised his finger and tapped on his forehead, interrupting his fantasy.

"Xiao Long Bao is a premature baby, and it would be the best thing if he could grow as white and fat as a little Baozi. You are still so greedy, you want him to become as powerful as a tiger cub all of a sudden!"

"This... okay." Qin Shu tapped his forehead with slender fingers as if tickling him, and Ye Huan immediately shut up.

But thinking that his son's name had not yet been given, Ye Huan instantly became energetic again.

"Since you have already chosen a nickname, let's call him Xiao Long Bao, but you have to save the nickname for me!"

"Well, tell me, what kind of name do you want to give him?"

Qin Shu asked calmly.

She did not directly name the child at that time. In fact, she was hesitating whether to let the child's surname be Ye or follow her surname Qin.

After all, as a single mother, it is still necessary for the children to have their own surname. For example, the three little ones have not changed their surnames until now.

But now she and Ye Huan have reconciled. The child's surname should be Ye, and she has no objection.

Ye Huan had no idea that Qin Shu had such thoughts in his mind, so he concentrated on thinking of a name for his son.

After thinking hard for a while, Ye Huan's eyes lit up. "Yes! In our Ye family, my generation has a single character, and Xiao Long Bao can have a double character. Let me think about it...According to the genealogy, the Xiao Long Bao generation has the character 'Yun'. How about our son’s name being Ye Yunting?”

"Ye Yunting?" Qin Shu thought this name was good.

But after thinking about it, I felt it was inappropriate.

"My mother's name has the word 'Yun' in it. The younger generation can't have the same name as the elder, that's not okay."

"Then this...this..." Ye Huan was a little confused.

If the son's seniority name conflicts with his mother-in-law's name, can his son still be included in the family tree?

But then I thought about it, he had already fallen out with his family, and he himself had probably been removed from the family tree by his father. What did it matter whether his son entered the family tree?
When he got out of the hospital, he took Qin Shu and his son to live a small life as a family of three. It didn't matter whether he entered the family tree or not.

After Ye Huan figured this out, he immediately let himself go, and more weird names popped out of his mouth.

"How about Ye Sihan? Or Ye Zhenting, Ye Aotian..."

"Stop, stop, stop!" Qin Shu was shocked by the names Ye Huan mentioned and quickly stopped.

This is such a cool and cool name for the tyrant, but she is really incompetent!
Qin Shu resolutely covered Ye Huan's mouth: "You are tired and need to rest. Stop talking."

Ye Huan struggled relentlessly: "Then the son's name..."

Qin Shu gritted his teeth: "I'll pay ten yuan to go to the Tianqiao fortune-telling stall to find someone to tell one!"

If she had known that Ye Huan was a bad namer, she should have decided on her son's name earlier.

Qin Shu regretted it, but Ye Huan took the opportunity to bury his whole face in her palm and rub it, smiling like a cunning fox.

It's great that his wife is no longer angry with him at all, and his happy life is finally back!
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Bihaitian Villa.

On the first day of the new year, the family was supposed to go back to Zhan's old house to spend the New Year with Mr. Zhan, but because An Yan stayed up all night with Qin Shu in the hospital, Zhan Mochen temporarily decided to let his wife sleep first, and then go to the old house after she had had enough sleep. .

An Yan was very embarrassed and wanted to force herself to go to the old house, but Zhan Mochen and San Xiaozhi pushed her into the master bedroom without any explanation.

An Chenchen comforted An Yan very maturely: "Mommy, sleep peacefully, I will explain to my great-grandfather, he will not blame you!"

Mr. Zhan has always been very kind to her. An Yan is not worried that Mr. Zhan will blame her. What worries her the most is the xiaolongbao.

"But Xiaolongbao is still small and needs someone to take care of it..."

An Suisui patted her chest directly: "You can leave the xiaolongbao to daddy and us, and Aunt Zhang and the others will help, no problem!"

Zhan Mochen also solemnly expressed his position: "You can go to sleep without worries. I will take the children to take care of the xiaolongbao."

Zhan Mochen's guarantee was much more substantial than the three. An Yan thought about how many experienced aunts and servants there were at home, and after yawning twice, she compromised.

"Then I'll leave the xiaolongbao to you. I'll go to bed first!"

"Go, go, mommy can sleep peacefully!"

The three children thoughtfully closed the door for An Yan, and then dragged Zhan Mochen downstairs to see the baby.

"Daddy, come on, it's time to test you!"

Zhan Mochen was confident in front of An Yan just now, but now he really had to take care of the baby. Only then did he suddenly realize that he had no experience in taking care of a baby!

But he couldn't show his timidity in front of the three little ones.

Zhan Mochen followed the three little ones downstairs while quickly thinking of countermeasures in his mind.

In the living room, the baby is sleeping soundly on the large sofa and does not need special care for the time being.

Zhan Mochen frowned and looked at the sleeping baby, his handsome face was enigmatic, and he had an idea in his mind.

While the three little ones were not paying attention, he quickly sent a message to Ding Hao: "Send me a guide to infant care."

(End of this chapter)