The two treasures of the Song family have been like stars in the moon since they were born.

Not to mention the love between the young couple, the attention of Song’s father and mother, and the father and mother of thousands of mothers almost couldn’t bear it.

For a time, Nanyuan was crowded with people.

In the storage room next to the baby room, gifts can’t be stored.

The two little guys have just been born, so the rooms have not been separated yet, so they sleep together on weekdays.

On the two soft little beds, the brother and sister were slimming softly.

In the past, my sister was quite noisy, but my brother was surprisingly quiet. Sometimes when I opened my eyes, I was so black that I just looked at people without laughing.

My brother's temperament is neither Song Qishen nor Qianzhi.

Song Qishen is cold and noble, which is the outside world's evaluation of his temperament and appearance. He actually talks a lot in private. Qian Zhi was quiet before, but he was not cold. Later, his young temperament was developed by Song Qishen, and he became more agile.

According to Lin Yanzhi's words, this is actually a reduced version of Qian Yan, which can be said to be a generation of different generations!

But after all, I was still young. When I was full, I was full and I slept with my stomach.

During the day, I just eat after sleeping, and continue to sleep after eating, and it is rare to open my eyes.

This doesn't look like her father, it looks so small.

Qian Zhi rubbed the hands of the two little babies and looked at Song Qishen, "How long has it been? Haven't your name been chosen yet?"

Song Qishen, wearing golden-rimmed glasses, was leaning against the bay window and flipping through the dictionary. Hearing this, he looked over.

A pair of peach blossom eyes were burning, hidden behind the lens frame, and he smiled, "Anyway, don't hurry, take your time."

"It's not urgent," Qian Zhi whispered.

When parents first learned that they were twins, the two of them had already discussed the issue of their names.

But from the beginning to now, it seems that there is still no satisfactory name.

If it is based on the genealogy and the character is portrayed according to the word ", it is actually not difficult.

But Song Qishen didn't want to inherit the style of a century-old family, he just wanted to get something that both of them were satisfied with.

"The dragon and phoenix are rare, of course we have to choose the best one." Song Qishen didn't know what he thought of, and his tone became longer. "Speaking of all, the old man left early and couldn't ask him to help him get a name."

As long as the juniors of the Song clan have not surpassed the old man's generation, they will all be given names.

"Ah," Qian Zhi said in surprise, "That's right."

This is true or not. Mr. Song’s name sounds pretty good.

Song Qingting and Song Qishen each have their own meanings.

"Where is the nickname, take it slowly, take it slowly."

"Baby and Beibei?" Song Qishen blurted out without thinking.

Day and night when the two little babies grew up, Qianzhi only called Xiao Baby, and there was no special name.

Unexpectedly, Song Qishen used this.

"Then I'm still Kong Kong and Queque."

Daming saw that he prepared so seriously, but Xiaoming was so careless.

"You are holding the peacock and not letting go, right?" Song Qishen closed the dictionary neatly and looked directly over.

"Is it me who is holding on to me?" Qian Zhi laughed, "I didn't change your peacock picture in the master bedroom and in your company, I didn't change it, I'm enjoying it."

No matter what, Song Qishen seems to enjoy it.

Song Qishen raised his eyebrows, "You should decide on the nickname, but Kong Kong and Queque are not good."

Qian Zhi glared at me angrily, "Will you still tell me to settle?"

However, she just said casually.

Qianzhi didn't think that she really wanted Kong Kong and Queque.

She didn't know when, but from the old man, she heard that if the nickname is not chosen well, the child would be unhappy when he grew up.

Qianzhi was called "Daibao" by her grandparents, and she didn't feel angry. At least she even brought the word "bao". Qianzhi only thought that it was a favorite name.

"Hey—— Speaking of this, what is your nickname?"

Qianzhi has never heard of Song Qishen having a nickname.

When I was a child, I heard the old man of the Song family call him, and they were always "We Qi Shen".

"I don't have this." Song Qishen raised his eyebrows slightly and looked back with a look.

Qian Zhi was facing his gaze, but in his heart he was thinking about what names to give the two dolls.

Qian Zhi didn't understand this doubt until the two of them returned to their master bedroom at night.

She had already passed the confinement period, and her life in that aspect had long been put on the agenda.

But I tried it carefully before, but later Qian Zhi opened her body and the process of baking the pie was left with madness.

Because of the good maintenance in the confinement center, Qian Zhi's physical weakness after giving birth was also passed away.

Later she became like a rich peony, with the fragrance of flowers becoming stronger and stronger. Not to mention, some places became more and more full.

It is like a soft cloud or a kneaded dough. When buried, it is completely intoxicating.

Song Qishen was attached to Qian Zhi. He was almost past, but now he was shallow. "Is he still thinking about nickname?"

"Um."

"It takes so long to think about it?" Song Qishen said, his tone getting stronger.

Qianzhi was next to each other, "I can't think it's all right."

"If you don't concentrate, you should be punished."

Qian Zhi’s last perception was the voice that Song Qi was deeply attached to her ear.

After returning from the bathroom cleaning, Qian Zhi pulled his shoulders and placed the tip of his small chin on his thin skeleton.

"Tell me, what do you have any other opinions?"

“There are opinions and there are also opinions.”

"Um?"

"You can have better physical strength." Song Qi looked light.

But no matter how light the tone was, Qian Zhi could still hear the meaning of it.

Qian Zhi grabbed him hard, "You are talking all day long and you will be shattered if you are discovered by others one day."

The comments from Yishui outside are all about the cool male god, the breeze and the moon.

Qian Zhi began to wonder if it was the water army that Song Qishen bought.

"What's wrong? Do you still need to question this?" Song Qishen suddenly smiled, and his hands were down from the girl's graceful spine.

Then, he sighed.

"I've gotten fatter."

Qianzhi?

"I'm really fat?" Even a person like Qianzhi cannot escape the topic.

A figure always needs to be maintained and cared about for the rest of your life.

"What?" Song Qishen didn't care, "It feels very good."

Hearing his calm voice, Qian Zhi felt that he deserved a beating.

"Why are you like this?" Qian Zhi said with great confidence, "If you like it yourself, you think it's better to be fat?"

Song Qishen pulled her down, "Is it still my fault if you are fat?"

And he had no intention of ridicule at all.

On the contrary, he doesn't like it.

"I don't care." Qian Zhi was pulled down by him, so he simply turned around and carried him on his back, leaving only an angry back.

Song Qishen followed and came up, "You have to listen if you don't care."

"I like it, I like it very much, I like it very much. I like it even if I get fat and lose weight."

Qian Zhi still didn't say anything. Just as Song Qishen was about to continue speaking, the little girl turned around suddenly.

"Have you noticed that you really can do these words now."

Song Qishen walked around his fingertips, "It's not good to do this? Do you really think I'm talking to others like this?"

While Qian Zhi was still listening, he spoke slowly, "You are only fat in two places."

Qianzhi

"Do you want me to tell you where two places are now?"
To be continued...