The Qing Dynasty's habit of holding grandchildren and not holding children has long been broken in Xiao Fugua, and the king of Dunjun has no taboo at all to hug the second child over, Gesang Hua waited and took a hot towel to Wen Wense to wipe his chest, and Wen Wense began to bow his head and be careful about the baby.

This second child has the best life, because he is the original and did not touch his face.

Wen Wense lowered his head and looked at his little mouth with a smile, desperately agitating, I don't know how cute it is.

The second child is breastfeeding, and the third child can't wait, and those who are aggrieved cry can't do it, and those who dance can cry and smoke it.

The undulating mountains like white jade were sucked hard by his son's small mouth.

King Dunjun looked at the beautiful scenery, swallowed his saliva, and his eyes trembled a little.

On a whim, he also hugged his son to join in the fun, one on each side, and nursed Wen Wense there.

The third child frowned a little and snorted patiently, indicating that the master was also hungry.

However, he didn't seem to cry much, and the small red dot between his eyebrows slowly turned red, and his temper obviously came up.

Three sons in one play, it's so troublesome to eat milk, it seems that it will become more and more lively in the future.

Fortunately, the child was born and did not experience much harm in feeding, and he stopped talking after a while.

Wen Wense took the third child and continued to feed it.

The third child sucked and sighed slightly, that appearance was completely indescribable.

Wen Wense smiled, it was so cute.

The three children took turns to go into battle, and after a while, they were all full and slept quietly.

Wen Wense looked at the three baby cradles side by side in front of the bed, "The three little ones don't look the same." ”

In fact, it's obviously very similar, but Jiufujin confessed and confessed, and he must let this wind out, just say that the three are not the same, and there will be more tattoos or something in the future, just make it more obvious.

As long as the child looks different, it doesn't matter if he looks like anything, at least he will have a chance to be a leader in the future.

Of course, King Dunjun understands this truth better than Wen Wense, "Yes, of course, three children are different from twins, and they are naturally a one-of-a-kind. You see that the second and third are naughty, they are not honest when they sleep, and the fourth is very well-behaved, and they have the style of a general at a glance, like a master, a special elephant ......"

Yuan Wense refused to talk stupidly about him, and only gave him a noble and cold eye.

Lao Shi smiled good-naturedly, "We have to name these three young masters, Phoenix, you have worked hard, this time, give your son's nickname." ”

Lao Shi had no hope of naming his son, because this must be what Huang Ama was going to do.

Today is too busy, Huang Ama can't scruple about this, and Huang Ama is very careful about naming the children, and he must go back to think about it, but this name must be decided.

As for the old ten, this effort will not be wasted.

But when it comes to naming children, it's always up to them as a couple to decide.

His eldest son's nickname, Xiao Fugua, was given by him, and everyone who heard it said that it was a good name.

He himself was secretly proud of the two years of hard work.

Now he is giving this opportunity to Fu Jin, which is really not easy.

You must know that Brother Jiu was chirping just now, and he thought about Mao Sui's self-recommendation several times, and he interrupted it.

Wen Wense looked at the naughty second son, looked bad for a while, and said with a smile: "This is a naughty baby, let's call it Taobao." ”