The fight between the two here did not affect the interaction between the two phoenix birds not far away, one large and one small.
Well, there was also a fat bun.
"Baby, come closer and let mother take a good look."
Huangniao swept away the arrogant look she showed at the beginning.
Now her every move exudes the brilliance of motherhood, and her voice is so soft that it makes her water drop.
"Mother" The little milk baby broke off a piece of the incomplete eggshell and stuffed it into his mouth, correcting what Huangniao said in a sweet voice.
"Don't call me a baby anymore.
I already have a name."
"Nonsense, when did you have a name?
How could I not know?"
Huangniao reprimanded warmly, but there was no hint of reproach in his narrow eyes.
"The one I just had before it came out of the egg," the little milk baby shouted like a treasure, "it was the fairy sister over there who gave it to me."
Huangniao looked up and saw Mu Chuyue and Xiao Jinyan leaning together and whispering and laughing, looking very intimate.
If it was Mu Chuyue who helped the chick choose a name, it would still be acceptable.
After all, Mu Chuyue is now assuming the identity of an owner.
Huangniao corrected the little baby's wording and said, "That's not a fairy sister, but my mother's current master.
According to this relationship, you should also call her master."
"Oh, so the fairy sister is called the master."
The little baby girl shook her head hard, and the red hair that clung to her skin was fluffed up a lot.
Obviously, for this little guy who has just emerged from his shell, explaining this to him has no practical meaning. tcentergttcentergtFortunately, Huangniao was also fully aware of the existing problems, and did not dwell too much on why his young son insisted on calling Mu Chuyue "Fairy Sister".
Instead, he asked: "Let's talk about it, Master.
What name was given to you?"
"Mother Nian Gao, my name is Nian Gao," the little baby said excitedly.
"What is the rice cake?"
Huangniao has never eaten rice cake, so naturally he cannot understand what kind of wonderful thing it represents.
"rice cake is my name" The little baby girl replied in a sweet voice, directly appropriating Mu Chuyue's previous remarks about her.
This explanation obviously did not satisfy Huangniao.
However, it has long passed the age when it had to find out the truth of everything.
Ten thousand years is enough time for it to calm down, "Since it is the name given to you by the master, then you can also be called like this from now on."
"Wow, mom also likes my name Nian Gao, Nian Gao."
The little milk baby was so happy that he turned out of the eggshell and buried his whole head in the remaining liquid inside.
Seeing Nian Gao's behavior, Baozi curled his lips in disdain and said with disdain: "Isn't it just called Nian Gao?
Why are you so excited?
Baozi eats hundreds of times more than Nian Gao.
I didn't say anything."
When Baozi said these words, his ice-blue pupils shone with an indescribable light of superiority.
Those eyes seemed to say: You country bumpkins who have never seen the world.
"Can I eat the rice cake?"
The little milk baby held the last piece of eggshell in his hand, tossed it with his little hand, and wrapped it completely in his mouth.
The swollen cheeks shrugged up and down, and the sound of chewing came from his mouth.
His big and smart eyes looked at the buns, full of curiosity.
"If you can't eat this joke, you'll have my last name." xx4911131: