Madam Zuo, your vest is off!

Chapter 715 Baby Name (2) 1121
Murong Ruowei was not angry because Zuo Sihan decided on the child's name alone, but was curious about what the baby's name was?
"You haven't told me yet, what was your last name?"

"Zuo Nanjin."

Murong Ruowei recited silently, "Zuo Nanjin... well, the name sounds nice!"

Eh?
"The name seems to have a deep meaning, doesn't it?"

South, the south of Yuewen Kingdom!
Jin, the brocade of Yue Wenheng!
"Well," Zuo Sihan's mouth curled up, "Adding Nan to his name can be regarded as the continuation of Jianguo's surname."

Also during that treasonous riot, he and Murong Ruowei traveled to the modern age together. The bones in ancient times may have been turned into ashes. As for the state of Yuewen now, he has no way of knowing.

He also looked up the information and hoped to find the later historical information about Nan Yu and Fei Yu, but unfortunately all he could find was a few words.

"That's good, we can't go back, we can pin our thoughts on the baby."

At least they know where their roots are.

The atmosphere was a little melancholy for a while, and Zuo Sihan gently hugged Murong Ruowei, "You don't blame me for deciding on the name alone?"

"What's the blame? Thinking of a name is too much of a waste of brain cells. I wish you could take the initiative to take care of this matter!"

If it weren't for the fact that the two grandfathers had been arguing for so long over the matter of names, she wouldn't need to die so many brain cells every day.

"Hehe~" Zuo Sihan chuckled softly, and rubbed Murong Ruowei's hair, "Let's go, go down and tell the old man about this, so that they won't quarrel about it again."

"You go..." Murong Ruowei lowered her eyelids, if this matter was revealed, the two grandpas would definitely be upset, and maybe they would make trouble again!
"Qiuqiu hasn't slept yet, I'll coax him."

Hahaha, that's the perfect excuse!

Murong Ruowei was secretly happy, but she made her son miserable.

Zuo Sihan looked at the son in Murong Ruowei's arms, feeling very upset, but it didn't matter if he didn't look at it, but when he saw it, the anger became bigger, where do you put your hands, you little bastard!

Actually... put it on his soft!

As if feeling the eyes ray projected by her father, Xiao Qiuqiu's delicate hands tightly grasped her mother's softness, silently declaring her sovereignty.

This is my ration!No one can grab it!

Murong Ruowei felt her son's little hands pawing herself non-stop, "Oh... Qiuqiu, are you hungry? Mommy will give you milk, okay?"

Listening to Murong Ruowei's gentle voice, Zuo Sihan seemed to be able to hear the sound of his own heart breaking, no... that's my softness!
Zuo Nanjin, let go of my softness!

Xiao Qiuqiu was attracted by Mummy's softness in vain, ignored Daddy's eye rays, sucked heavily, and pressed the softness tightly with his little hands, Zuo Sihan was jealous.

Brat, dare to rob your father!
In the future, when your mother is away, let's see how I deal with you!
I must teach you the principles of life, and you can't just touch the softness of other women!
"Huh?" Murong Ruowei raised her head to look at Zuo Sihan, "Why haven't you come down yet?" The stick didn't move for a long time.

"Well... I'm going down."

Zuo Sihan adhered to the principle of out of sight, out of mind, and walked downstairs every three steps.

"Grandpa, stop arguing. The child's name has already been decided - Zuo Nanjin!"

Hey, let you also experience the feeling of your own things being taken away by others!

Seeing the dumbfounded looks of the two old men, Zuo Sihan smiled unkindly in his heart, this feeling of building happiness on the pain of others... is really good!

(End of this chapter)