"What should we call him then?" Rong Zi Chen ran out of steam.
"Use that pig brain of yours and think properly."
Xi Yemo prodded his head.
"What do you mean by those disdainful looks?" Rong Zi Chen was deeply struck.
"Disdain, of course."
Lan Xin Ai stated bluntly.
"Hmph." Rong Zi Chen snorted, nursing a headache, "It'd be so much easier if it were a girl. There are so many names to choose from, like Yaya, Duo Duo, Huahua... Naming boys is such a hassle, it has to be manly."
The corners of Xi Yemo's mouth twitched, he couldn't help but knock him again: "Come on, choose properly."
"Unreliable dad." Xiaoyan mourned silently for the little brother in Tian Tian mummy's stomach.
"Xiaoyan, are you talking about me?"
Rong Zi Chen wouldn't admit he was an unreliable dad.
"What do you think?" Xiaoyan raised an eyebrow.
"Damn, it's just a name, watch me come up with one that'll shock your souls."
