Shen Miaoyan gently stroked her belly, and her movements were very gentle, "I haven't chosen a name yet." ”

Jun Qianji rubbed his hands, forcibly resisted the sour vinegar at the root of his teeth, and said tentatively: "That...... I'll name him, okay? ”

"It's not your baby, what is your name?" Shen Miaoyan glanced at him angrily, "I want to choose a name and give birth to a baby by myself." ”

Jun Qianji's handsome face was a little embarrassed, and his voice was arrogant, "I read a lot of books, I am more educated, I will definitely be able to get a good name, I don't lie to you." ”

Shen Miaoyan sneered, "Read a lot of books? I've flipped through it with my own hands, and the ancient books on your bookshelf are just the ones that are serious. There's something hidden in there, you think I didn't see it?! ”

Jun Qian's face turned red, and his hands tightly grasped the hem of his robe, so ashamed that he couldn't speak.

Shen Miaoyan thought about it again and said with a smile: "That's it, for the sake of you being my apprentice, let you have a nickname!" ”

"Who is your apprentice...... Jun Qian was not angry, but the corners of his lips couldn't help but rise, and he couldn't help but admonish, "Then say okay, I'll take the nickname, I'll take it, you must use it!" ”

Shen Miaoyan rarely saw this appearance on a man, and felt a little cute, so he smiled and bowed his head.

As a result, this marriage was completed in the eyes of outsiders, but the two people in the house were like no one, what should they do.

At this time, it was not long after it got dark, and it was not yet time to go to bed, Shen Miaoyan was leaning on the sandalwood carved bed frame with a bowl of bird's nest porridge, scooping and eating slowly.

The room was brightly lit, and on the round table not far away, there were stacks of books, and Jun Qianji was sitting behind the stacks, nervously flipping through the thick, dusty books.

"I didn't know how to work hard when I was young, but now I have passed the weak crown, but I have begun to read books......" Shen Miao's words were lazy, "How do you say that sentence, when books are used, you hate less, and you are probably talking about people like you." ”

Jun Qianji raised his head from the thick pile of books and glared at her with displeasure, "Who did I work so hard to choose a name for, you are embarrassed to blame me!" ”

Shen Miaoyan stirred up the bird's nest porridge and chuckled, "You are crying and making trouble to choose a name, what does it have to do with me?" ”

"Who's crying and making a fuss?!" Jun Qian raised his eyebrows.

"Alright then, don't name it, I'll do it myself." Shen Miaoyan got up and walked towards the table.

"Don't, don't! Stay away from me! Jun Qianyi hurriedly reached out and grabbed the overlapping scrolls in front of her, glaring at her vigorously, "Go, go, the small kitchen is still making bird's nest porridge for you, you just eat porridge, don't bother me!" ”

The corners of Shen Miaoyan's mouth twitched slightly, she remembered, this guy seemed to have confessed to her, right? It's like, you like her, right?

Why does it seem that she is not as good as this little cub in her belly?!

The girl silently made up the picture of living with her fourth brother in the future, and always felt that her back was inexplicably chilling, as if her status was about to be lost......

She coughed, leaned over to Jun Qianji, and leaned over to look at the small notebook on the side of his hand, "This is the nickname you want?" ”

There are more than a dozen names densely written on the small notebook, although the handwriting is crooked like a chicken chop, but it can be seen that they are all thought of with their hearts.

"Zhen Zhen," she said softly, "but from the Book of Songs?" ”

"Yes, 'the peach is dying, its leaves are flourishing', take its luxuriant meaning." Jun Qianji pestled his chin with a brush stick, "But I always feel that being a nickname doesn't seem to be kind enough......"

"Wanyan ......" Shen Miaoyan stared at the second name, frowning unconsciously.

"'Feiquan's slight liquid, Huai Wanyan's Huaying'," Jun Qianji shook his head, "Wanyan means beautiful jade." ”

Shen Miaoyan shook his head, "It's too complicated, whose child did you see and choose such a complicated nickname?" ”

"It's ...... too," Jun Qian scratched his head, "what about the third one?" ”

Shen Miaoyan pouted, "Can I say I don't know those two words?" ”

Jun Qianji immediately laughed, "瀼瀼, pronouncing the word 'yelling', also means luxuriant." ”

The next dozen or so, the glyphs are complex one by one, and at the last one, Shen Miaoyan threw the small notebook in front of him angrily, "Do you recognize these two words yourself?" ”

Jun Qian looked at the name for a long time, his cheeks were slightly hot, "It seems to be the name of the divine beast in the "Classic of Mountains and Seas", how to pronounce it, I forgot ......"

Shen Miaoyan threw him a roll of the eyes, "That's it, think slowly in the future, and don't be in a hurry." ”

The lights in the room were warm, and Jun Qianji pinched the small notebook and lowered his eyes and smiled.

He no longer knows if there will be a future.

The night gradually deepened, Jun Qianji went to sleep in the study in the front yard, and Shen Miaoyan lay on the bed in the bedroom, tossing and turning.

Jun Qian's mind is simple, and he has the courage to drink flower wine, how can there be a thief who rebels.

I'm afraid that this rebellion was not planned by him at all.

The figure of Master Yan Xuan appeared in front of her again, and she closed her eyes, feeling an inexplicable rejection and hostility towards this man.

Following.

Shen Miaoyan was wandering around in the house in the morning to eliminate food, and everywhere she went, she was called "Princess Niangniang", so frightened that she hurriedly hid back to the dormitory, and sent someone to call Jun Qian's murder to complain.

Jun Qianji didn't care at all, stepped forward and pinched her sleeve, and said seriously: "Luoyang peony is the most unique, now in late spring, the peony in Fangfei Garden is blooming just right." At the beginning, I invited you to watch with me, but now that you are here, you have to go there no matter what, so that you will not come to Luoyang City in vain. ”

Shen Miaoyan was also willing to see the beauty of Fangfei Garden, so he cleaned up a little and went out with Jun Qian.

Jun Qianyi was afraid of riding a horse to ride her and the baby, so she specially made a gorgeous sedan chair carried by sixteen people, and countless servants followed her all the way, and went to Fangfei Garden.

When I arrived at Fangfei Garden, it was already evening, at this time the garden had already been cleared, Shen Miaoyan stepped down from the soft sedan chair, as far as the eye could see, it was an endless sea of peony flowers, the spring breeze blows, the patterns ripple, like a paradise.

The sunset is like Rao, there are several pavilions and pavilions standing among the flowers in the distance, there are silk bamboo orchestral sounds floating in the wind, the beauties are dressed in splendid clothes and dancing in the wind, and the smoke and waves here are misty, not seeing the mortal dust, just like a fairyland.

Shen Miaoyan stared blankly at this sea of flowers until his sleeves were grabbed.

She came back to her senses, and Jun Qianji pulled the corner of her sleeve and led her into the sea of peony flowers.

As soon as you step in, thousands of butterflies in the flowers will soar.

They were flying in the flower field of the setting sun, Shen Miaoyan subconsciously stretched out her hand, and a snow-white butterfly fluttered its wings and stopped at her fingertips, and after a while, it rose into the air again, leading a group of butterflies to dance with the wind.

"It's so beautiful......" the girl sighed sincerely.

I'm afraid it's the so-called fairyland, but that's it, right?

Jun Qian saw her distracted, and pursed her thin lips.

He clenched Shen Miaoyan's sleeve tightly, and cautiously and sneakily touched her fingertips.

Because of the nervousness, fine beads of sweat even appeared on his forehead.

The girl sensed his intentions and slapped the back of his hand with a "snap", "What are you doing?!" ”

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The explosion is over!

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