161. What should we name our kid

(TN: I’m sorry for the late post!! Life has been busy and I’m tired. TT)

Yan Shi was in a difficult situation. The only thing she was thankful of was that Liang Ziqian was not here, or else it would be even harder for her to choose.

When Yan Shi wanted to choose Nan Fengyi, Cheng Yimian would look at her with resentment. When she turned soft-hearted and wanted to choose Cheng Yimian, the corners of Nan Fengyi’s mouth would bend down.

She liked both of them and cared for both of them.

It was already eight o’ clock at night. There were only four hours left until the New Year’s countdown. If they continued to stall like this, Yan Shi thought that her grandmother might just sleep early because she celebrated the New Year alone.

Yan Shi closed her eyes and hesitated for a while before she said: “I’ll sit half the journey for each, is that okay?”

Nan Fengyi and Cheng Yimian definitely had a lot of dissatisfaction in their hearts, but there were no better choices.

There was still quite a distance away from the city area. Thinking that they wouldn’t bump into the traffic police, Yan Shi decided to take Cheng Yimian’s car first.

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The smile on Cheng Yimian’s face turned stiff as he quickly reduced his speed. He actually never thought of that, he was too careless! He almost gave Nan Fengyi the advantage.

“The night view of the New Year is so beautiful. I think it’ll be better if we slowly admire it.” Cheng Yimian smiled against his heart.

Then Cheng Yimian’s car went down to 20km/h from 100km/h. It was considered moving at a snail’s pace.

After that, Yan Shi saw the silhouette of Nan Fengyi riding the motorcycle outside the window. But Nan Fengyi did not appear from the back, but he reversed from the front.

Obviously it was because Nan Fengyi’s speed was too fast just now, so when Cheng Yimian reduced his speed, Nan Fengyi sped ahead too much.

Yan Shi leaned beside the car window to greet Nan Fengyi. Nan Fengyi, who was wearing a helmet, slightly nodded at Yan Shi.

Yan Shi never imagined that Nan Fengyi knew how to ride a motorcycle. In her impression, riding a heavy motorcycle was supposed to be something Bei Xingyan would do.

Cheng Yimian coughed twice, trying to pull Yan Shi’s attention back.

“Xiao Shi Tou, you have more than enough time to talk to Nan Fengyi later. Now talk to me first.” Cheng Yimian looked very natural when he acted like he wanted to be doted on. He didn’t seem girly at all.

Yan Shi instantly switched her attention back towards Cheng Yimian. Her eyes were attracted by the colorful sequins on Cheng Yimian’s hair.

“Yimian, you look even more handsome than usual today.”

Cheng Yimian couldn’t help but to feel so proud when complimented by Yan Shi. His capricious behavior returned again, “Am I normally not handsome?”

Yan Shi quickly said, “You are handsome, but you look extremely dazzling today.”

When she said that, a troubled expression appeared on Cheng Yimian’s face. He said: “Are you referring to the shiny things on my head? It’s my mum, she insisted on styling my hair, and even made a surprise gun salute for the New Year. All of it was scattered onto my head, while none stuck on both of them.”

Hearing how Cheng Yimian grumbled about his parents, Yan Shi couldn’t help but to laugh, “Maybe they just want to be jolly because it’s the New Year.”

“Then they use me to humor themselves? In that case, aren’t I being taken advantage of? No, the more I think of it, the more I feel bad for myself. Xiao Shi Tou, when we have our own children in the future, I want to do this as well.” Cheng Yimian’s eyes stirred as he asked: “Xiao Shi Tou, what do you think we should name our children in the future?”

Yan Shi’s face went red from being teased by Cheng Yimian. She said in a low voice: “That’s still uncertain.”

Cheng Yimian’s face darkened as he asked: “Xiao Shi Tou, don’t you want to marry me in the future? That’s sad, you actually just want to play with my body.”

Yan Shi stammered as she tried to explain, “No, that’s not it! I don’t think that way at all! But there are still others besides you.”

Cheng Yimian said: “This is easy. I can be the first wife, and they all be the concubines. Wu.. never mind, since Nan Fengyi treats you well too, I’ll allow him to be the second wife.”

Yan Shi burst out in laughter, “I’m actually okay with everything, but I’m afraid Ah Feng might not agree.”

Cheng Yimian acted like it was a pity as he sighed, “What can he do since Nan Fengyi comes late. Everything is about first come, first serve.”

Yan Shi agreed with him: “Yup, this does sound right.”

With a screech, Yan Shi’s body propelled forward uncontrollably. Cheng Yimian braked the car with a dim look on his face, “This guy is really not afraid of dying.”

The car window was being knocked. Yan Shi lowered the window.

“My turn.” Nan Fengyi said.

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