After the marriage with the bamboo horse agreement, Section 117
Jing Mian felt a strange feeling in his heart.
Nervous and sour.
The blood seemed to be wrapped in a warm current, and then poured into the heart, thumping.
"In order not to disturb the babies in other breeding barns, the number of visits is usually limited." The staff explained: "But Mr. Ren applied for an independent warehouse, and the other side of this room leads to a separate passage and elevator, so you can also visit the baby without entering the main floor, so there is no limit to the number of visits." ”
Jing Mian's throat moved.
It turned out that Mr. Ren had arranged a separate small room for their baby.
That is to say, in the next ten months, he can come to visit the baby without restrictions, and besides, the science and technology museum is very close to his school, even if he comes, it will not affect other people, no matter the time or place, this is a small space for him and the baby to get along independently.
The staff stretched out his hand and handed Mr. Ren the key card: "This is the access key card." ”
Ren Xingwan glanced sideways and motioned for him to give it to the people around him.
The staff quickly handed it over to Jing Mian.
"I won't bother you two."
"Please ring the bell if you have something, we have staff on standby at any time."
"Okay, thank you."
As soon as the staff left, the room was quiet, and only the husband and wife were left.
Jing Mian looked at the somewhat unfamiliar cultivation warehouse and looked up: "... Can we take a look? ”
Mr. Ren's thin lips pursed slightly, as if there was a faint arc of a smile, and said, "Of course." ”
Jing Mian also moved his lips.
The cultivation chamber glowed with a faint light, even if there was no bright light source, it was enough to illuminate every corner of the room, faint and soft.
Jing Mian's bent eyebrows and eyes also had a gentle light.
Mr. Ren stretched out his hand, the hand that landed on Jing Mian's shoulder did not put down, the cuffs were next to the chain of the schoolbag, and in this posture of almost holding the person in his arms, the other hand touched the second button of the cultivation bin, and then, the cultivation bin prompted-
"Transparency Mode Turned On"
With the prompt, the glass cover of the cultivation chamber quickly faded, revealing the scene inside.
……
Jing Mian: "? ”
Unlike what he imagined, Jing Mian didn't see anything unusual enough to focus on in the cultivation warehouse, and it could even be said that the cultivation warehouse was empty.
Mr. Ren said, "It's still embryonic morphology, and a microscope is needed. ”
Jingmian: "......"
It seems that he was expecting it too soon.
Jing Mian lowered his eyelashes, lightly touched the glass with his fingertips, was quiet for a while, and whispered, "I hope he looks like Mr." ”
Ren Xingwan was stunned.
Time seemed to stand still at this moment.
In the gentle and blue space, the light snort could almost be heard, and the man was just about to open his lips, Jing Mian's voice sounded again:
"It's good when I was like when I was a kid."
Mr. Ren: "......"
The air was quiet for more than ten seconds.
Suddenly noticed that the surroundings were too quiet: "......"
Mr. Ren: "Why when you were a child?" ”
Jing Mian swallowed softly.
To say why......
After all, his brother was the prettiest boy he had ever seen.
What's more, aside from his appearance, his brother has a gentle temperament, fair skin and handsomeness, like water, in his impression, he is the standard type of bamboo horse next door.
And Mr. Ren is cold and mature, and his aura is often tall and intimidating, and he remembers that when they first met, even if they didn't talk, their bodies were like being invaded by frost.
Jingmian thinks from the perspective of a thoughtful parent, when the baby grows up, if it is replaced by the current husband, whether it is a man or a woman......
It's easy to have no friends.
This kind of precaution from the guardian naturally can't be mentioned in the mouth, Jing Mian's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he said softly:
“… Like the current gentleman, it's also good. ”
Then, Jing Mian looked sideways and asked the man, "Who does Mr. want to be like?" ”
Although it was just a casual mention of changing the topic, Jing Mian found that he was also a little curious about the other party's answer.
"Hope to be like you."
Ren Xingwan's voice was silent and said, "I hope to be like us." ”
Jing Mian's pupils were sluggish, as if he heard his own heartbeat, powerful and noisy.
"Do you want a name?"
Jingmian: "Now? ”
Mr. Ren: "Well, now. ”
Jing Mian was a little overwhelmed.
He hadn't thought about this problem yet, especially in the solemn and absolutely childish decision to name the baby, not only the two of them, but also the elders, and the baby was also Mr. Ren's child, which also involved the Ren family.
Besides, it is very troublesome to change his name, and the name after birth is likely to follow him for the rest of his life.
However, Jing Mian thought, he could think of a nickname first.
……
"Years old."
Jing Mian said suddenly.
Mr. Ren's gaze froze, froze slightly.
"Mom used to post a Spring Festival couplet."
"Because other people's Spring Festival couplets are very long, only our family, there are only four words in the upper and lower couplets, which are the words that my mother has chosen for a long time."
Jing Mian's eyes seemed to reflect the past, pursed his lower lip, and said lightly: "The years are safe, Chang'an is always safe." ”
"She wrote it herself, and although it has only been posted for a year, I am very impressed."
"At that time, I didn't understand what it meant, but now that I've grown up, I realize that it's actually very easy to understand."
"She's probably just, hoping I'm safe."
Jing Mian pursed her lower lip, feeling the touch on her shoulders slowly tighten, and the force came through the fabric, mixed with a thick and warm force.
"I hope that every day after the birth of our baby, we can be disease-free and safe." Jing Mian looked at the cultivation warehouse and said softly:
"The years are smooth, and everything is safe."
……
Ren Xingwan: "Okay." ”
The soft pale light of the cultivation warehouse reflected the figures of the two people, and their faces were outlined in a deep and deep light, Mr. Ren looked sideways at Jing Mian, for a long time, and opened his lips:
"His name is Jing Sui."
Chapter 59
Jing Mian was in place, stunned for a long time.
He raised his eyes to look at the gentleman, and in addition to the surprise, there was a trace of confusion:
"Jing Sui?"
Ren Xingwan lowered his eyes and looked at him, and responded with a "hmm".
Jing Mian opened his mouth, and noticed that his speech was a little stuck: "Why... With my last name? ”
Mr. Ren's voice was faint: "Is there something wrong?" ”
Jing Mian was a little speechless.
was asked by the man, so he gave the baby a milk name, As for Mr. Ren, he also likes this word and wants to use it in his name, Anyway, the surname of the year should follow Mr. Ren.
This marriage is based on interests, no matter how different opinions from the outside world, the vested interests and the high climbing party, in the eyes of themselves and outsiders, are always their Jing family.
And this short-lived marriage is about to crystallize, This grand decision is still proposed by himself, if the surname is Jing instead of Ren...
It's like...... It's cheap and good.
This is unfair to Mr. Ren.
Moreover...
Jing Mian pursed her lower lip lightly: "This surname... Not good. ”
"It's easy to bring bad luck." Jing Mian's voice paused, as if he remembered something, after all, the person who married Mr. Ren now is himself, this kind of words, even if it is Mr., will be disgusted and evil when he listens.
“…… I mean, for the sake of the future, it might be best for him to have his last name. ”
When Jing Mian said this, his voice was not loud, and his eyelashes drooped and he looked at the cultivation warehouse, leaving only Ren Xingwan with a side face.
In the small space, there was a long silence for a while.
Worst.
Jing Mian felt that he had ruined the original warm atmosphere, in fact, they still had a lot of time to discuss the name in the future, not necessarily now.
"Your last name is good."