Chapter 854

Jiang Beihan raised his eyebrows, his face was indifferent!

Seeing this, Song Wenxin gritted her teeth and gave him a speechless look!

"Forget it, I'll take it myself!"

She can choose her son's name herself, right?

After she finished speaking, she suddenly stood up and trotted away!

Looking at the back of her leaving suddenly, Jiang Beihan couldn't help frowning.

After a while, she ran back with a bunch of things again!

After returning, she climbed onto the bed again, sat back between Jiang Beihan and the baby, and put down all the things she brought over!

They are a dictionary, a blank book, a ballpoint pen, and basic poetry!

He began to raise his hand to look through the dictionary, and said coldly to Jiang Bei with a serious face.

"Let's get it now, you say I'll remember!" Song Wenxin smiled, and then handed him the dictionary!

"I don't need this kind of thing!" Jiang Beihan raised his hand and pushed her dictionary away, saying disdainfully.

"Okay..." Song Wenxin took back the dictionary speechlessly, and could only read it seriously by herself!

However, after looking at it for a long time, she didn't know what name to choose for the baby!

Song Wenxin took a pen and wrote several words on the notebook, but she was not satisfied, so she erased it again!

After coming down several times, but still didn't think of a satisfactory name, Song Wenxin sighed, and stretched out his hand to scratch his hair!

"Why is it so difficult?"

Picking a name...how could it be harder than designing clothes?

Seeing her tangled up, Jiang Beihan couldn't help but smile a little.

He casually flipped through the collection of poems beside him, the black color stopped somewhere in the poems, his eyes flickered... suddenly he thought of something.

"Give it to me!" He suddenly spread his palm towards her, and then looked at the pen and paper in her hand!

Song Wenxin froze for a moment, then handed him the notebook and pen!

Jiang Beihan raised his hand, and took the pen and notebook from Song Wenxin's hand! Then holding the pen, he quickly wrote three words on the notebook.

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——Jiang Zixie!

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Song Wenxin took the notebook and looked at it, then was taken aback.

Zixie...

This name made her eyes shine!

This name is very special...

"Why did you choose this name?" Song Wenxin stared at the book for a while, then suddenly asked him curiously!

"Take it and play with it!" He pursed his lips, replied lightly, and put down the collection of poems in his hand as he spoke. The place where his eyes were just now was a poem...

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——Hold the hand of the son, and grow old with the son...

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Hearing Jiang Beihan say that he was playing casually, Song Wen felt ashamed for a while, and glanced at him speechlessly...

Can't he just put a snack on his son's name?

"Forget it, I'll think about it..." She continued to look through the dictionary...

Hearing this, Jiang Beihan frowned, then raised his hand, took the dictionary from her hand, raised his hand, and threw the dictionary off the bed...

"I can't choose the name?!" He said angrily.

"Who told you to pick it up for fun?" Song Wenxin pursed his lips, who told him to say that he picked up that name for fun!

"Idiot!" Seeing her vindictive face, Jiang Beihan was a little amused, then couldn't help but raised his hand, and gently squeezed her face!

Being scolded by him for being stupid again, Song Wen slapped his hand off dissatisfied!

"You're kidding!" Jiang Beihan hooked his thin lips, and then explained in a low voice!