Bigshot's Sweetie Is a Cat!-Chapter 1299: Let’s Call the Baby Jun Yi—It’s Simple and Easy to Write
Whenever she spoke too loudly, turned over in her sleep, or felt nauseous while eating... he always feared she might affect the baby.
Feng Liyan said many times that the child wasn’t that fragile, but he was still very nervous.
Wen Xiao’ai pulled Jun Moyan over to a small stall, picked up a brush, and asked:
"Jun Moyan, I haven’t asked you yet, when the baby is born, what should we name them?"
"A name?"
He hadn’t thought of that yet.
"Yeah, the baby definitely needs a name, just like everyone else."
"Hmm..."
Jun Moyan thought for a moment before asking, "Do you want the baby to have your last name or mine?"
He didn’t care much about carrying on the family name; it didn’t matter as long as Wen Xiao’ai was happy.
"Yours."
Wen Xiao’ai answered without hesitation.
In the Human Realm, back when he was Jun Moyan, only his second brother and grandfather treated him well, but he still moved away from the Jun Family.
Later, he cut ties with the Jun Family because of her.
Back when he was the Soul-suppressing Beast, he was completely alone.
If the baby had Jun Moyan’s last name, it would be another companion for him.
"Are you sure about that?" Jun Moyan asked with a smile.
Wen Xiao’ai nodded, "Yes, it should be Jun, like Jun Moyan. A name like Soul-suppressing Beast doesn’t sound good."
Jun Moyan couldn’t help but laugh, wanting to say that Soul-suppressing Beast was neither a last name nor a first name.
"Hmm... then we should call the baby Jun Yi."
"Jun Yi? Like one, two, three, Yi?"
"Yes."
"So casual?"
It seemed so random as if he hadn’t thought it through at all.
"It’s simple, easy to write, and suitable for both boys and girls. What’s wrong with that?"
Wen Xiao’ai had a realization, understanding it was meant to make it easy for her to write.
"It’s okay if it’s a bit more complex; I can learn slowly, and I will definitely master it."
Wen Xiao’ai’s words reminded Jun Moyan.
"Maybe it should be more complex, so complex that you can only recognize it, not write it."
"Why?" Wen Xiao’ai was puzzled, wondering why he changed his mind.
Jun Moyan pinched Wen Xiao’ai’s cheek playfully, saying in a domineering tone, "As long as you can write my name, that’s enough. No need to learn others."
"Jun Moyan, you should sleep in a jar tonight; you’re too cheesy." Wen Xiao’ai wrinkled her nose in jest but couldn’t help but smile happily.
"I’m serious."
"I don’t care; a baby’s name is for life, it can’t be random. It has to sound at least as nice as Jun Moyan."
"Then I’ll think about it."
Jun Moyan began to think seriously.
Wen Xiao’ai held the brush, tilted her head, and watched him expectantly. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚
"Have you thought of one yet? If you have, tell me first," Wen Xiao’ai whispered, afraid to disturb his thoughts.
Jun Moyan took the brush from her hand and began writing on the yellowed rice paper.
"Jun... Shi... What’s that last character?"
Wen Xiao’ai could only recognize the first two characters.
After completing the last stroke, Jun Moyan put the brush aside, took her hand, and led her away.
"Hey, Jun Moyan, you haven’t told me yet! The name is still there, and we haven’t taken it yet."
"I’ll tell you after the baby is born."
Wen Xiao’ai broke free from his hand, ran back to the stall, picked up the rice paper, blew gently on the ink to dry it, then folded it and tucked it into her shirt.
"Xiaoguai, everything here is tainted with ghostly energy, try not to keep it close or carry it with you."
Seeing this, Jun Moyan reached to open her shirt and take the paper out.
But Wen Xiao’ai held her shirt, stepped back two paces, and avoided his hand.
"No."
