Soon it was the end of the year, the atmosphere of the New Year was getting stronger and stronger, and Qiao An'an's belly was getting bigger and bigger.

On Chinese New Year's Eve, Gu Ting planned a fireworks show in the Gu family manor and had dinner with Qiao Anan at the restaurant on the highest floor of the Gu family.

The restaurant on the top floor of the Gu family is a greenhouse with floor-to-ceiling glass on all sides, and you can clearly see the scenery in the sky outside.

The night sky was as thick as ink, scattered with scattered stars, Qiao An'an and Gu Ting sat opposite each other on both sides of the long table, with the melodious violin sound in their ears, and through the orange and soft candlelight, Qiao An'an and Gu Ting's eyes suddenly looked at each other in the air, and a layer of ambiguity rippled out of the air.

Gu Ting opened his mouth and said, "Our child will be born next spring." Think about it...... Their names? ”

This is the first time Gu Ting has talked about the children's names. yes, it's time for a name.

"You can get the daimyo." Qiao An'an is really not good at naming, she cuts the beef in front of the table, her movements are comfortable, elegant and generous, when she first came to Gu Ting's side, she still has a lot of discomfort with Gu Ting's life, but after 5 months of running-in, everything is not strange to Qiao An'an.

She has a little more Gu Ting's temperament. When Gu Ting's friends saw her some time ago, they would sigh with emotion: "You husband and wife are really getting more and more alike." ”

"I'll take a nickname, the one born first is called Dabao, and the one born later is called Erbao."

Joan Ann Dao. The nickname was taken casually, and there was no technical content, but Gu Ting smiled, "Not bad." But Dabao and Erbao both sound like boys' names, if it's a girl, what nickname should you choose? ”

"And what if there are no girls?"

"Why are there no girls? An An, I prefer to be like your daughter to my naughty son, and I will raise our little princess well. ”

Qiao An'an thought that the truth was probably going to disappoint Gu Ting, because there were only two little boys in her belly.

"Then if it's a daughter, let's call it Sisi."

Sisi ...... The thoughts of missing, the thoughts of thinking. Gu Ting chewed these two words repeatedly, "An An, our daughter, is called Sisi." ”

Halfway through the meal, Wu Hao came, and he bowed to Gu Ting and Qiao An'an: "Mr. Gu, Mrs., the fireworks show is ready, and it will start in 10 minutes." ”

Gu Ting nodded, he gently took Qiao An'an's hand and took Qiao An'an to the terrace outside the top floor, even though it was late at night, the Gu family manor was still brightly lit. Joanne stood on the top of the hill with a clear view of all the buildings of the manor, and she could see the grass and woods of the courtyard, the small garden and the pitch, and the scattered paths.

"When the children are born, there will be another puppy, and the children and the puppies will run around the courtyard, it will definitely be lively." Gu Ting held Qiao An'an's hand tightly, and the heat passed through his palm and passed to Qiao An'an endlessly.

"Hmm." Jo Anan replied in a low voice.

Suddenly, there were several crisp sounds of "bang" not far away, and clusters of fireworks bloomed and bloomed into the sky, colorful and colorful, instantly igniting the silent night.

The intoxicating music echoed in the ears again at some point, and the various shapes of the ceremony. Flower. The bullets took off again and again, blooming thousands of rays of light at a height of 100 meters, one by one, one by one, among the fire trees and silver flowers, completely lighting up the Gu family manor, so dazzling.

Qiao An'an was stunned, she had never seen such beautiful fireworks, and she had never watched this fireworks that were only for her from the best perspective.

Qiao Anan was watching the bright night, but Gu Ting was watching her.

The colorful colors were reflected in Qiao An'an's round eyes, changing various shapes.

Gu Ting couldn't help but say what he wanted:

"An An, after the birth of the child...... Can I formally propose to you? ”