Jing Mohao glanced at the person in his arms and said coldly, "What's the point of having a son named after me?"
"What's my name?
What did you say?"
Luo Xi rolled her eyes at him.
"It's true," Jian Qing agreed on the side, "The father is Feng, and the son is Xiao.
Don't you think this generational hierarchy is a bit confusing?
The wind should be under Xiaohan, although the name Lingxiao has great ambitions.
But it’s still a bit inappropriate.”
It really feels a bit like the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead.
Ling Feng must be photographed on the beach.
Not only Ling Feng, this word "Xiao" probably photographed the entire Ling family on the beach.
Just from the name, it can be seen that Cheng Sisi's ambition is really quite big.
Seeing that both of them reacted so strongly, Cheng Sisi quickly explained, "I just gave my son a casual nickname.
It's not as serious as you said.
Besides, it's not Xiaohan's Xiao that you said.
It's a digestive problem.
My aunt I said, give it a name related to eating so that you can make a living."
When Luo Xi heard this, she was very angry for Cheng Sisi, "Yes, it's just a nickname.
Why are you two so serious?"
What these two people said was so true that she almost believed it.
"In my case, the word related to Ling can only be Xiao of Xiaohan."
Jing Mohao arrogantly retorted.
If you want to enter Ling's house with a digestible word, there is no door.
Luo Xi didn't know the deep meaning of his words, so she just took advantage of his ability to chew words and asked half-seriously, "Hey, Jing Mohao, I didn't expect you to be a writing genius."
The man lowered his face and smiled seductively in her ear, "Luo Xi, in what way is your man not a genius?"
"vomit" Luo Xi couldn't help but feel a sourness in his pubic area, and a sour smell came back.
He couldn't help but lie on the edge of the sofa and retched.
Jing Mohao's face darkened instantly.
She was so disgusted when he said he was a genius.
Could it be that his image in her heart is not tall and mighty at all?
Looking at Jing Mohao's face, which was so dark that it dripped with ink, Jian Qing, who had witnessed the entire interaction between the two, suppressed a smile and her abdominal muscles twitched.
"I said, Hao, you are good at practicing internal skills, and you are also a genius at inducing vomiting."
"Just tell me if you want to die."
"I didn't say anything."
Jian Qing straightened up, and then continued to shut up and pretend to be dead.
Luo Xi's urge to vomit flashed away, and she recovered immediately and stood up.
He was also confused about such an unfamiliar reaction.
Although Jing Mohao's words just now were so arrogant and arrogant, such a reaction of his could indeed kill his prestige.
Normally when he was so beautiful, I would pretend to be disgusted and hit him.
But she clearly felt the soreness in her stomach just now.
She was not pretending.
Could it be that, as Jian Qing said, Jing Mohao could trigger a physiological reaction in her just by speaking with low pressure?
What is the physiological reaction?
Luo Xi turned to look at Jing Mohao and asked seriously, "Jing Mohao, what did you do to me just now?
Did you really use your inner strength?"
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Does this guy really have any superpowers?
Could it be like the one in You from a Certain Star, where he comes and leaves as soon as he wants, a light bulb goes off with just one look, and he feels like vomiting after just one word: