Watching them go out, King Xuan lay down on the outside of Luer, with the baby in the middle.
Looking at that little white face, he is not very fat, but he looks very strong at first glance.
"Xuan, it's time for us to give him a name. What do you think he should be called?"
The baby was sleeping soundly. Lu'er gently picked up his little hand. His hand was clenched tightly, and the strength of his little fist was so strong that he couldn't break it open.
"Lu'er, give it a few days! He's still young, so he's not in a hurry!"
"Yes, but how should we call him? Baby? Beibei? Doll?"
With her beautiful eyebrows slightly furrowed, Lu'er said a few nicknames, and Prince Xuan's face darkened, "Baby?" They are sons, how could they be called "Baby"?
"The last one won't work..."
With a cold face, he didn't want to be chased by his son when he got older. If it was a girl, a doll might be okay.
"Why?"
Lu'er looked at him in confusion, "Baby, what a good name?"
"What's more, when he made a sound, the first thing he shouted was wow. It seems that he also likes the name Wawa. Good baby, do you like the name Wawa? If you like it, clenched your fists. If you don't, just loosen it. I'll count.
It counts until three..."
"one……"
Lu'er began to count, while Prince Xuan was about to open the baby's fist in a panic. He was also praying hard in his heart: Son, please cooperate and don't open your hands, but it's really a baby.
Already...
However, the child did not hear any of Prince Xuan's prayers. Instead, he was very uncooperative and burst into tears.
"Two...three..."
Lu'er quickly finished counting. She looked at the child who was crying with squinted eyes, and then looked at the little fist that was still clenched tightly. She smiled happily and said:
"Xuan, I didn't accuse him wrongly. You see, he also likes dolls very much..."