Crazy Concubine is very sturdy

Chapter 450
Xiaoguai Zhan glanced at him sideways, and felt cold.

Zhan Beiyan rubbed his chin, feeling helpless: "Feng'er likes it."

Zhan Beilie stroked his forehead, and the three brothers should stop laughing at each other: "Leng Xia said that he wants to give the little brat a commemorative name."

What he didn't say was that he had been thinking about this for almost a year.

The small hand in the big palm was exerting strength, Zhan Beiyan looked down at the cool boy Bingshan, let go of his hand and said sourly: "My son was cheated by your wife."

Speaking of this, Daqin God of War was even more depressed.

Who knew that the lioness was so destined to be a child, and those three little devils all liked her so much, not to mention that the little brat was simply the reincarnation of brown sugar, and even this cool little boy didn't know what evil he had committed. From the day I caught Zhou, I have worshiped the lioness and even worshiped her as my teacher.

As soon as he let go of his hand, the little cool man immediately walked up to Leng Xia, raised his face, and worshiped: "Master."

Leng Xia touched his little head and reminded with a smile: "The queen mother is also here."

Xiao Feng, who was completely ignored, curled her lips and turned her face away, muttering angrily: "I don't look like an old lady at all."

Then he stared at the cute little one with envy and hatred, puffed up his cheeks and said, "This one looks like I was born..."

Zhan Xiaoguai glanced at her in disgust, reluctantly: "Mother's queen."

As Zhan Xiaoguai grows up day by day, this disgust has reached its peak. His nominal mother is nothing like him. She spends all day climbing walls, fighting crickets, drinking, and knows nothing about women. Do it, it's simply a troublemaker.

Xiao Feng rolled her eyes, turned around with a smile, and said in a thousand voices: "Little boy..."

Immediately, the cool boy Bingshan pulled down his cute little face, turned his pitch-black head to the side, and didn't even look at his mother. He obviously disliked the name very much.

After a while, he threw himself into Leng Xia's arms, ignoring the woman who gave him such a foolish name.

Xiao Feng smiled happily, the greatest joy in her daily life is bullying the little devil with this name!
"Cuckoo..."

There was a burst of crisp laughter, and the one-year-old boy frowned, facing the replica of the face of the little God of War, and smiled brilliantly: "Mother."

The little guy can't speak coherent words, and he can roughly understand individual words, especially this "mother", who talks about it every day, and especially likes calling in front of Zhan Beilie, the soft and waxy Leng Xia He bent his phoenix eyes, and the Great Qin God of War who called him gritted his teeth.

Leng Xia rubbed the heads of the two little devils in her arms, touching this little face and that head.

My heart is full!

Looking at the night sky outside the palace, before I knew it, it had been almost two and a half years since I came to this world.

Her son is already one year old, although he is satisfied, sometimes he can't help but miss the old world, the only friend Qiao Qing, perfect modern facilities, towering high-rise buildings, bright neon lights, sports cars, arms...

And her favorite gun - Glock 17.

Suddenly, her phoenix eyes lit up, and Leng Xia blurted out: "Glock 17..."

Looking down at the pink and tender son in her arms, she raised her eyebrows and said in surprise, "Seventeen... Fight Seventeen!"

Killer Leng recited this name silently several times, the more he listened, the more he felt a sense of belonging, and the more he listened, the more satisfied he became.

The little boy blinked his eyes, and a strange premonition popped up from the bottom of his heart. These three words, it seems, it seems, it seems, it seems, it seems, it seems, maybe... It will be linked to his life!
He opened his extremely shining eyes and looked at Leng Xia, meaning: Isn't it?
"Zhan Shiqi!" Xiao Feng stared at the stars, made a Xizi holding a heart, hugged the little one, and cheered: "What a cute name! A cute name with a cute little face, oh, absolutely match!"

The corner of Xiao Budian's mouth twitched, and he looked at Xiao Feng, with the same meaning: Isn't it?
Xiao Feng's cheers attracted everyone's attention.

"Seventeen?" A noble voice came, and Zhan Beiyan smiled as the spring breeze brushed the willows, squinting his fox eyes, and followed his wife's footsteps: "Seventeen, morale! This kid will be a little God of War in the future, fighting on the battlefield, a soldier Our morale is the most important thing, good name!"

The smile on Xiao Budian's face froze, and he turned his head to look at Zhan Beiyan, with the same meaning: Isn't it?
"Oh, that's a good name!" The old urchin danced and danced. The more he thought about it, the more he felt satisfied. He gave Leng Xia a thumbs up: "His senior brother is called Mu Er, and his name is Zhan Shiqi. Girl, you have the same taste as the old man!"

The little boy wanted to cry but had no tears, turned his head to look at the confused master, and continued the meaning: Isn't it?
The premonition is getting stronger and stronger, the mother has made a decision, the Emperor Daqin has made a decision, the empress has made a decision, even the master has made a decision, the so-called father...not to mention.

Sure enough, Zhan Beilie's eagle eyes narrowed into crescent moons, and he grinned, revealing two rows of thick white teeth, shining brightly.

His sword eyebrows were raised twice, and he said in a sinister way: "It's called Zhan Shiqi!"

"I object!"

Suddenly, a sound of resolute opposition came from afar, and everyone turned their heads to look.

I saw the Kuangfeng trio standing on the table, raised their hands together, and shouted loudly, "We don't agree!"

The little master is the future god of war, how could he have such a foolish name?
Be domineering!

Be handsome!

Be loud!

If you want to announce your name, you will make the enemy's body tremble, and the whole world will tremble!

Xiao BuDian had tears in her eyes, glittering and translucent tears, looking at these three idiot uncles with eyes full of emotion, and decided not to punish them again, a friend in adversity sees the truth!

Naturally, except for the little one, the rest of the people were collectively upset.

Leng Xia's willow eyebrows raised: "Oh?"

Xiao Feng rolled up his sleeves: "Oh?"

Zhan Beiyan smiled like Xu Yang: "Oh?"

The old urchin twirled his beard: "Oh?"

Zhan Beilie crossed his arms: "Oh?"

Five "Oh"s with obvious warnings, five pairs of eyes looked over coldly, and there were rows of same eyes behind them, and all three of them softened their feet.

(End of this chapter)