1387 Give the Little Baby a Name

An Rao wanted to cause more trouble, but Xia Wanyuan stuffed Xiao Qingli into An Rao’s arms. An Rao no longer had the mood to play.

Looking at the cute little dumpling in her arms, An Rao sighed and reached out to pinch the little dumpling’s face. “You’re cute, but why are you so difficult to serve?”

While An Rao was taking care of the child, Xia Wanyuan returned to the bedroom with her things.

Looking at Xia Wanyuan’s sneaky appearance, Jun Shiling’s eyes were filled with smiles. He reached out to Xia Wanyuan. “What are you doing? You’re so sneaky.”

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“It’s nothing. I was just playing with An Rao.” Xia Wanyuan sat on the bed and prepared to change into a coat. “I’ve rested at home for so long. I should go to work. There are still many things waiting for me.”

Jun Shiling frowned slightly.

Before he could speak, Xia Wanyuan interrupted him first. “I’ve already rested for a month. Didn’t Shen Xiu say that my health is very good? I was already recuperating very well half a month ago. You were the one who insisted that I rest at home for a while more.”

Jun Shiling was rendered speechless. He reached out and pinched the space between his eyebrows. “Okay, I’ll pick you up in the morning, noon, and night.”

“Mm.” Xia Wanyuan smiled at Jun Shiling. “I’ll go to the production team tomorrow. The television drama can be submitted.”

“Come here.” Jun Shiling waved at Xia Wanyuan.

“What’s wrong?” Xia Wanyuan put on her coat and walked towards Jun Shiling.

Jun Shiling reached out and pulled Xia Wanyuan into his arms. His hand wrapped around Xia Wanyuan’s waist and he glanced at her, his eyes burning.

“Why do I feel that you’re even more..”

Xia Wanyuan reached out to cover Jun Shiling’s mouth. “Shut up. The child is still beside you.”

With that, Xia Wanyuan observed the two children sleeping in the cradle beside her. “If you wake them up, you’ll be in charge.”

Jun Shiling kissed Xia Wanyuan’s palm. Xia Wanyuan shrank back from the heat. “You!”

“When have I not been in charge??”

Jun Shiling’s words touched Xia Wanyuan a little. Although Jun Shiling was especially busy with work, as he had said, as long as he had time and returned home,

Jun Shiling had never let Xia Wanyuan touch the children’s food, drinks, poo or pee.

Even if Xia Wanyuan wanted to carry the child, Jun Shiling would clean the child up and place him in her arms.

Thinking of this, Xia Wanyuan’s actions slowed down.

Jun Shiling pulled Xia Wanyuan closer. “Baby, it’s been almost a year. I miss you.”

Xia Wanyuan pushed Jun Shiling but did not push him. “But, child..”

Jun Shiling whispered something into Xia Wanyuan’s ear, and she scolded him jokingly, “Hooligan.”

Jun Shiling threw away the document in his hand, picked Xia Wanyuan up, and entered the bathroom.

Worried about Xia Wanyuan’s body, although he did not really eat meat, Jun Shiling, who was married, was top-notch at unlocking all sorts of tricks.

Jun Shiling coaxed Xia Wanyuan until two hours later before bringing her out of the bathroom.

Xia Wanyuan was already very tired from Jun Shiling’s torture. She looked at Jun Shiling angrily. “Liar.”

Jun Shiling, who was half-full, had a hint of spring in his eyes. “What did I lie to you about?”

Seeing Xia Wanyuan’s red lips and pink face, the flames in Jun Shiling’s eyes burned again. He lowered his head and kissed Xia Wanyuan’s face. “Alright, go to sleep. I’ll change the child’s clothes.”

“Mm.” Xia Wanyuan was too lazy to move and allowed Jun Shiling to carry her to the bed.

Jun Shiling covered her with the blanket and was about to leave when Xia Wanyuan stopped him. “It’s been so long, but I haven’t given her a name.”

Up until now, these two children had not even had a nickname.

“The daughter’s name is Xingxing.” Jun Shiling turned around with a gentle expression.

“What about the son?”

“Ignore him.” The disdain in Jun Shiling’s eyes was obvious.

Xia Wanyuan casually took a pillow and threw it at Jun Shiling. “No, think of one.”

“Then Yangyang.” Jun Shiling gave him a rather casual nickname. “I’ve actually thought of their names long ago.”

“Tell me.”

“Jun Jiajin, Jun Muxia.”

Hearing these two names, two dimples appeared on Xia Wanyuan’s face. “Didn’t you say that you don’t like sons?”

Jiajin [1. It means to be outstanding and brilliant.] , this was Jun Shiling’s best wish for his son.

Muxia [2. It means admiring ‘Xia’.] was Jun Shiling’s love for Xia Wanyuan.

Jun Shiling coughed lightly. “I saw it when I flipped through the dictionary and casually picked it out. Does it sound good?”

“Mm.” Xia Wanyuan nodded. “It’s nice. This is it.”

A smile appeared in Jun Shiling’s eyes. “Then it’s settled.”

Ever since Xia Wanyuan got pregnant, many things had happened. She had disappeared from the Internet for a long time. Every day, countless netizens habitually found Xia Wanyuan’s Weibo to take a look.

As usual, everyone came to see if Xia Wanyuan had updated. Then, they were surprised to discover that Xia Wanyuan had actually updated a new post.

It was two calligraphy works written by Xia Wanyuan herself. It was a few very simple words.

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“Jun Jiajin” “Jun Muxia”