"So, these days, will you let the child sleep with us?" Zizhi frowned, his eyes were slightly pleading, and he looked at Feng Fushang with some pity.

After all, he was born by himself, even if it was indeed hindering him at this time, but in order to make Zizhi feel at ease, there was no way to do it.

"Okay, it's okay to sleep here, but you don't have to spend so much time taking care of these two little things at night!" said Feng Fushang took her hand and kissed her gently.

Azusa was silent but smiled.

"Feng Fushang, what do you say, what should you name our child?" she leaned half on Feng Fushang's body, and her two hands slowly shook the child's shaker.

"We can also think about the name in the long run, and we have to think about it. Feng Fushang said, a low, magnetic voice spraying on Zizhi's neck socket with a hint of moist heat, making her feel a little itchy.

She shrunk her neck and smiled: "Don't make trouble, I'm talking about business!"

Feng Fushang was very innocent: "What I'm saying is also the right thing, how can the child's name be so casual?"

"What's the matter!" Zizhi turned her head to look at him with a little temper and said, "I've been thinking about it very seriously for a long time today!"

He even said that she was casual!

Feng Fushang saw that she was angry, so she hurriedly spoke to comfort: "Okay, okay, then tell me, what name do you have in mind?"

"I'm thinking, my daughter is lively and active, like an elf, happy like a deer, it's better to call her the wind chasing the deer!"

Feng Fushang chuckled, as if she was very helpless about her thoughts: "Although it is good to chase a deer, but our daughter, whose status is so noble, how can she only chase a deer?

"The wind is chasing the moon?" Azusa said, "It's nice to hear, but I don't think it's enough personality." ”

"Where is there no personality? As the wind, but dare to chase the bright moon, isn't it bold enough?" said Feng Fusheng.

When he said this, Zizhi felt that there was indeed some truth.

"Then let's tentatively wind the moon first!"

"So, what about my son?" Feng Fushang stared at her little face, looking at her serious look, and the corners of her mouth slowly raised a shallow arc.

"Since my son is an immortal, then I hope that he can live a chic and happy life without being confined by the world, so it is better to call him Fengxiaochen. Zizhi said with a smile as she looked at Feng Fusheng.

Hearing this, Feng Fushang frowned slightly, and then shook his head: "It's not good, my surname is Feng, and adding the word dust will inevitably remind people of the land of wind and dust, wouldn't it make my son bear the life of the wind and dust in vain?"

Zizhi opened her mouth and was a little surprised: "What should I do then?"

"Since you want him to be dashing out of the dust, why don't you resemble your daughter and name him Wind Chases the Dust? Chasing the cleanest dust under the customs of the world also seems to be a bit of a breeze fairy bones. ”

Zizhi listened to his words, thought for a long time, and felt that what he said seemed to make sense, so he nodded, "Okay, then let's temporarily wind and dust first, and if we think of a better name in the future, let's change it!"

Feng Fushang listened to her childish words, only felt very ridiculous, stretched out his hand, and hugged her body tightly in his arms.

"They seem to be asleep, and you tap your voice. Zizhi lowered her head and looked at the two little things in the shaker that had closed her eyes, and her pink lips were still spitting transparent bubbles, as if she was sleeping very sweetly.

"Then let them go to sleep. Feng Fushang said undoubtedly, and then with a wave of his hand, the shaker flew to the side as if it had life, and then fell softly.

Before Zizhi could react, Feng Fushang waved her hand again, and the curtain on the bed suddenly fell, and her person was also held by Feng Fushang and put down on the bed.

"What are you doing!" Azusa glared at him angrily, as if she didn't understand what he meant.

"Zi'er, I miss you. Feng Fushang took her hand and gently dropped a kiss on her lips.

Zizhi immediately understood the meaning of his words, and a smoky red instantly rose on his cheeks, and he turned his head away from him: "The children are all here!"

"They fell asleep. Feng Fushang said confidently.

"It's going to wake them up!" Azusa pushed him.

But that broad mind is as stable as a mountain, where is it so easy to be pushed away?

"I'll be lighter. Feng Fusheng lowered his head, bit her ear and whispered, teasing Zizhi's cheeks were red and a little hot.

"Don't make a fuss! what if you wake up the child!" Azusa quickly turned her head and reached out to push Feng Fushang.

Feng Fushang chuckled when she heard this, then reached out to wrap her hand and kissed her lightly.

Leaning over, his long narrow eyes fixed on her face, the corners of his mouth raised a slightly seductive smile, and then he exhaled softly against her ear: "Then you can whisper." ”

******

The next day, the man sent by Feng Fushang to build the palace soon came back to his fate, saying that the palace of the little princess and the little prince had been completed.

"So fast?" Azusa was still holding her daughter at the time, and the expression on her face was a little surprised.

She clearly remembered that the palace was only built with a silhouette, and everything in it was not arranged.

"Niangniang, we are all the fastest architects in the Demon Realm, if it weren't for the orders of the Demon Lord, we must build it perfectly, and it would have been completed yesterday. The man said, clasping his hands into fists.

Azusa Zhi listened, only feeling very surprised.

"Later, let Li'er move the shaker to their newly built dormitory, and from this day on, they will sleep in the dormitory next door to us. Feng Fushang said.

Azusa didn't refute it.

Zhuyue seemed to understand Feng Fusheng's words, and knew that she was about to be let go of herself in the bedroom without a mother with that ignorant brother, and suddenly flattened her mouth and felt a little aggrieved.

In the morning, I discussed with Feng Fushang and the two for a long time, and then they both thought that the names of Feng Zhuyue and Feng Cha Dust were very good, so they decided on this name.

Zhuchen is obviously not as precocious as his sister, he is held in the arms of his own father, and he doesn't know what he is thinking when he stares at his father's handsome face with a pair of big black pearl-like eyes.

"I've seen the Demon Lord, the Demon Queen. At this time, a group of maids suddenly walked in outside the door, and they all saluted.

"Zi'er, what do you think of the batch of maids that were changed today?" Feng Fushang raised his eyes slightly, glanced at the group of maids and asked.

"How many maids were there yesterday?" Zizhi was stunned, and sure enough, she saw that these maids had very unfamiliar faces, not those from yesterday.

"It's all been sent out of the palace. Feng Fushang said, "Doesn't my daughter dislike them?" I heard that there was no maid in the batch of maids yesterday who could make his daughter let go of her brows, and since her daughter didn't like it, it was useless to keep it.