Does nanlinhuang like her?
This idea flashed through her mind and was rejected by Zhao Wanxi in an instant. She didn't believe it. She drew a monster face, even she couldn't recognize it. Which man would like such a strange and ugly face?
Tired again, Zhao Wanxi unconsciously fell asleep again, until the East showed white belly, she woke up again.
The baby on the other side of the bed is gone, and there is no sign of Leng junao in the room. There is a sound of breaking up outside the yard. Zhao Wanxi gets up from the bed and walks to the window. The soldiers are ready to go.
I'm afraid she's the last to wake up, isn't she?
How come no one called her? Zhao Wanxi can't help feeling a little embarrassed. In the second half of the night, she fell asleep so soundly that she didn't even feel her baby was taken away.
She quickly cleaned herself, pushed open the door and went out, just in time to take a positive photo with Leng Jun Ao.
It was the baby in the swaddling clothes in the man's arms. When she saw the baby, Zhao Wanxi suddenly felt that the stone hanging to her throat had fallen down.
"The baby just fell asleep, and it's going to be hard all the way..."
Leng junao handed her baby into her arms. With her hot eyes, Zhao Wanxi quickly turned away her eyes. But in the next second, she suddenly remembered something.
"Is it time for Nanlin emperor to give the little prince a name?"
The baby should be three months old, but she doesn't even have a name. Whenever she is alone with her baby, she doesn't want to call his breast name intimately.
The woman's words did remind Leng junao. He stared at Zhao Wanxi thoughtfully for a few seconds and nodded slowly: "Xi'er is right. It's really time to give the baby a name. You can do it!"
Let her do it? what do you mean?
Zhao Wanxi hasn't recovered. She just feels the heat on her shoulders. Leng junao naturally embraces her fragrant shoulders. Her familiar mellow voice whispers: "it's time to start!"
Looking at the man's awe inspiring face and no distractions in his heart, Zhao Wanxi was speechless.
Leng junao takes her and her baby to the carriage. The narrow space is extremely quiet. Zhao Wanxi looks at her baby in her infancy. The man actually gives her an irrelevant outsider the important thing of naming her baby.
But her brain really can't help but start to turn, thinking about such a lovely fat boy, she gave him a nickname named baozi!
Looking at him, he is really like a steamed bun. Zhao Wanxi is very satisfied with the name!
At this time, the fat boy suddenly woke up, and shuilingling's big eyes looked at Zhao Wanxi.
Woman lips hook Yang, fingers gently point on the baby's pink face, laugh banter voice: "small steamed stuffed bun, you wake up?"
The big fat boy's eyes flickered and grinned at her. It was so cute!
"It seems that you are satisfied with the name, too!"
The smile of Zhao Wanxi's lips is more profound. There is no denying that she likes this fat boy more and more.
At this time, there was a sound of horse's hooves outside the carriage. Zhao Wanxi's eyes tightened, lifted the curtain and looked out. Some cavalry brought news from the front and was reporting to Leng Jun.
"Tell the emperor that in the city of Huzhou, a hundred miles away, General Ma San and his soldiers are fighting against the Xiqi army, but the number of enemy troops is too large. Dunzhou city Fall back