Li Jiaojiao remembers that many only children are like this, occupying their parents and not allowing them to have a second child.

It's just that if the parents are properly enlightened, let them take care of the second child more......

Ahem, it seems that she also taught Hongyu like this back then.

Look, how well Hongyu was taught by himself.

Not at all jealous of Hongyun and Huturi.

"Really? That's called a good man. Hongyun was the first to raise his little paw and give the embryo a name.

Great ......

Fourth master, come and take a look, your son's aesthetic ability is worse than mine.

"No, it's called, it's called......" Huturi was suddenly stuck, not knowing what to call it.

"Call, toot, well, Mianmian is also very good." Huturi saw the whirring lump of flesh at his feet, fat, well, called Dudu.

In the future, it will also be soft, and it can be called cotton.

It must be very comfortable to hold.

But it's comfortable, and it's so ugly.

Well, Mianmian is very good.

Li Jiaojiao glanced at her daughter, and her ability to choose a name is also very poor.

"It's just that you have both taken two names, so how do you choose?" Li Jiaojiao looked embarrassed, and frowned at not knowing what name to choose.

"It's called a good man."

"It's called Doodoo."

"No, it's good, you bad girl in Hutuli, listen to me."

"Don't, Hongyun, you stupid, I'm my sister, listen to me."

The two fought in the dark because of the battle for the name.

The meat ball lying at his feet watched the two little masters start playing again, and stood up very playfully, walking towards them with his round body. It's easy

"Meow, meow." I'm going to play too, I'm going to play too......

It's just that Hongyun and Huturi are immersed in their own battles, like whoever wins, they will listen to whomever they want.

Li Jiaojiao looked at the two little guys like this and touched her chin.

I remember that when Hongyu was born, it was called Fubao.

Hmm, he glanced at Hongyun, seemed to think of some name, nodded, and had an idea in his heart.

However, looking at the posture of the two milk babies fighting, they did not stop them.

Instead, he nodded appreciatively, "Ouch, Hongyun can't do it, I'm about to lose, come on!" ”

Hongyun, who was pointed out by Eniang as he was about to lose, immediately broke out, as a man, how could he lose to a woman?

He's definitely not going to lose to Huturi.

At this moment, he pounced and crushed Huturi to death.

"Yay! E-niang, I won. Happy, he ran to Eniang's side, blinking and looking at Eniang with round eyes.

E-niang, I won, I won!

"Hongyun, Hutuli, do you know that your brother Hongyu has another name."

Suddenly, Li Jiaojiao mentioned Hongyu.

"Huh?" As soon as they heard this, Hongyun and Hutuli became curious again.

"Before, when your brother Hongyu was born, Eniang gave Brother Hongyu a name, called Fubao."

Li Jiaojiao mysteriously stepped forward to them, "At that time, our brother Hongyu was a blessed baby." ”

"Why don't we have a similar name for our baby? It's a good match with Brother Hongyu. ”

When Hongyun and Hutuli heard this, their eyes widened and they immediately became unhappy.

"Eniang, what about us?" Why is Brother Hongyu a blessed baby, so what about them? What a baby.

Hongyun and Huturi feel that they have been left out.