"Yuwen Ye, Huo Hua Ye, Guangsheng means that the name and the character are generally related to the character. My Jing is also the brilliance of jade, but I don't like the excitement, so I added the word Feng, which is the opposite of the meaning." Feng Jing was also afraid that Su Hua would not understand, so he explained his name carefully.

Su Hua finally understood the meaning of the words. She used to think that the words were all randomly selected.

Feng Jing's real name is just one radical and her real name, Su Hua's Hua. She is Mu, and he is Fire. Mu produces fire. I just hope he won't burn her to death.

But she still has the ability to water, and water overcomes fire, so she still doesn't have to be afraid of him. Su Hua secretly laughed in her heart, "Your surname is Yu?"

"Yuwen."

Su Hua pouted unhappily. Did she get into a strange old Mary Sue novel? She actually met a man with a duplicate surname.

How can she name the child in the future? No, Feng Jing is married into a marriage, and the child is following her surname. How easy is the name of Su?

If she takes his surname, if there are many children in her life, she will be lazy and will directly take the school subject names.

Isn’t there someone in history named Yuwen Chengdu?

She doesn't follow the trend of Yuwen Xi'an or something like that. Just Yuwen Mathematics, Yuwen Sports, Yuwen Physics. By doing this, she can save some brain cells without losing her hair for naming.

Seeing the lady's expression of wandering around the sky, Feng Jing knew that she was thinking about something messy again, "What are you thinking?"

"I'm wondering how to choose the child's name."

It turned out that he was thinking about this, and Feng Jingle saw it happening, "My wife is thinking about it very far and thoughtful. It's not too late to think about this matter now."

Su Huan didn't expect that he would say it, and pretended to have nothing happened, "I've chopped the meat stuffing, what else can I help?"

"You'll slaughter the ribs, I'll make steamed meat cakes."

"OK."

The two of them worked together in the kitchen, had lunch and continued to work in the afternoon.

I don’t know if I don’t do it, but after I do it, I realize that housework is so cumbersome.

Su Hua thought with distress that Feng Jing's background could calm down and do such housework and do these small things in the kitchen, which was enough to show that he really didn't like the palace.

Ambitious people don’t like these things at all. They are all about intrigue and power struggle. Some men even deliberately misinterpret the idea of ​​a gentleman staying away from the kitchen. Anyway, it’s just an excuse to throw all the housework to women.

In their opinion, Feng Jing is just a failure.

But it is not them who judge whether they are promising or not. Are those men who don’t do housework really promising?

Feng Jing's background was destined to be successful. In the eyes of others, he was the only way to become an emperor.

But Feng Jing also said that he did not want brothers to fight, causing the people to be displaced.

So, it would be great to be a free king who cares about things.

Thinking of this, Su Huan also patiently accompanied Feng Jing to do the kitchen work for a day. The dishes prepared were fine and the Lantern Festival were fine.

"I'm so tired, I'm more tired than asking me to hit ten wolves." After finishing work, Su Huan washed his hands, knocked on his waist, his legs, and sat back on his wheelchair. "Fortunately, the New Year is only celebrated once a year."

"Yeah~"

Feng Jing stirred the hot veil and applied it to her face, gently rubbed it for her, and she sighed comfortably.

"Thank you for your hard work, my wife."

Su Hua looked at Feng Jing who was still in good spirits and was a little doubtful if he was a psychic. "Aren't you tired?"

"Not tired." Feng Jing collected the veil and went to clean it up. "Compared with killing the enemy, this is really not tired."

Compared with her killing zombies, Su Huan felt that zombies with superpowers should be more difficult to deal with.

But why does she just feel that doing housework is so tiring, it's really tedious.

So is it still the cause of being lazy?

Su Hua rubbed her temples and couldn't figure it out, but Feng Jing wiped her face and helped her solve her confusion. "I just like to make delicious food for my wife. When I think about her like to eat the food I cook, I will be full of energy. If I ask me to cook for others, I will not be so attentive. What qualifications do they have to eat the food I cook."

Su Hua felt sweet in her heart. Sure enough, she was still a superficial woman. She liked to hear men say sweet words. What is special? Others are not worthy of it. It really makes her a little bit arrogant!

The smile was contagious. Feng Jing was infected by the smile secretly laughing on Su Huan's face. He walked to the wheelchair, squatted down, and took her hand to rub her fingers with heartache. "And I have cooked so many dishes today, and I have no work to do in the next day, so I can accompany my wife."

This guy made her feel itchy, and Su Huan pulled her finger awkwardly, "I don't need you to accompany you."

Feng Jing admired the red clouds that covered her shy face. She didn't dare to look at him with her eyes. She had never seen the posture of her little daughter before. Feng Jing grabbed her hand again with emotion, "You must accompany your wife, otherwise, you won't know when the name you have thought of will be available."

What does it have to do with the name?

Su Huan's mind turned around with a slurry mass, and then he realized, "I, I haven't thought of my name."

This look of verbal discourse made Feng Jing funny. She clearly understood it, but she was still shy.

In the past, he was afraid that she would not understand, so he always just wanted to fight like a fight. He tried a little, and then took it away after being flirted with her. He was afraid that she would become angry and backfire.

Now, he knew that she still had him in her heart, so he naturally would not let her go easily. Instead, he said with a greed and timid attitude, "In the days to come, I will accompany you to create a child, and slowly think of our child's name."

"You, can you be more serious?" Su Huan tightened his toes. Why did Feng Jing become so shameless after he regained his appearance?

Isn't it said that he can let himself go more when wearing a mask? Why can he say such shameless words with his righteous and fresh and elegant face?

"Why are you not serious? Isn't it normal for couples to say this? We have been married for so many days and have sex with a separate room to sleep. We should have many places and children can come to us early. Don't you want children?"

"I..." Su Huan was not opposed to having children.

Judging from Su Hua's attitude towards his younger brother and sister, he knew that she didn't hate children, so he asked this question. Seeing that she couldn't say she hated her, she knew that she was right, "Although our family does not have the throne to inherit, there are still a few acres of thin land and a sugar factory in the family that need children to inherit, right?"
Chapter completed!