Chapter 1259 The Baby Will Be Called Junyi From Now on, Simple and Easy to Write

She usually talks loudly, falls on her side when she sleeps, and retches when eating... He is afraid that she will move her fetus.

Feng Liyan said many times that the child is not that fragile, but he is very nervous.

Wen Xiaoai pulled Jun Moyan to the stall, picked up a brush, and asked:

"Jun Moyan, I haven't asked you yet, when the baby is born, what name should I choose?"

"name?"

He hadn't thought of that yet.

"Yes, the baby must have a name, and everyone else has it."

"Um……"

Jun Moyan thought for a while and asked, "Then do you want the baby to have your last name or mine?"

He has no concept of passing on the family line. It doesn't matter whose surname the child takes, as long as Wen Xiaoai is happy.

"With you."

Wen Xiaoai didn't even think about it.

In the human world, when he was still Jun Moyan, only the second elder brother and grandfather were good to him in the Jun family, but he still moved away from the Jun family.

Later, it was also because she completely broke away from the Jun family.

When he was a soul-suppressing beast, he was even more alone.

If the baby had Jun Mo Yan's surname, he would have an extra companion.

"Are you ready to follow me?" Jun Moyan asked with a smile.

Wen Xiaoai nodded: "Well, if you want to be surnamed Jun, it doesn't sound good to have the surname Jun Moyan, and the surname Soul-Suppressing Beast."

Jun Moyan couldn't help laughing, wanting to say that the soul-suppressing beast is neither a surname nor a first name.

"Well...then I'll call you Jun Yi."

"Jun one? One two three one?"

"Um."

"Is it so casual?"

It was as casual as if he hadn't really thought about it at all.

"Simple, easy to write, both boys and girls can use it, isn't it good?"

Wen Xiaoai suddenly realized that it was to make her writing simple.

"It's okay, it's okay to be more complicated, I can learn it slowly, and I will definitely learn it."

Wen Xiaoai's words reminded Jun Moyan.

"It's better to be more complicated. It's so complicated that you can only recognize it, but you can't write it."

"Why?" Wen Xiaoai was taken aback for a moment, why did this change again.

Jun Moyan reached out and pinched Wen Xiaoai's small face, and said in a domineering tone, "It's fine if you can write my name alone, you don't need to learn from others."

"Jun Moyan, you should sleep in the jar at night, it's so sour." Wen Xiaoai wrinkled her little nose in disgust, but couldn't help but smile happily.

"I am serious."

"I don't care, the baby's name will be called for a lifetime, it can't be casual, at least it should be nice, like Jun Moyan."

"Then I'll think about it."

Jun Moyan thought about it seriously.

Wen Xiaoai held a pen, looked at him with her head tilted, and waited.

"Have you thought about it? If you think about it, tell me first." Wen Xiaoai asked in a low voice, afraid of interrupting his thoughts.

Jun Moyan took the brush from her hand, and began to write on the yellowed rice paper.

"Jun... Ten... What's the word behind it?"

Wen Xiaoai knew the first two.

After Jun Moyan made the last stroke, she put the brush aside, then took her hand and walked forward.

"Hey, Jun Moyan, you haven't told me yet, the name is still there."

"I'll tell you when the baby is born."

Wen Xiaoai broke free from his hand, trotted back to the stall, picked up the rice paper with his name on it, blew on the ink on it, folded it, and put it into the clothes on his chest.

"Little boy, everything here is full of ghosts, try not to get close to you, and don't take it with you."

Seeing this, Jun Moyan opened her skirt and took out the paper.

Wen Xiaoai clutched her chest, took two steps back, and avoided his hand.

"don't want."