Su Qingying's forehead was gently kissed, and Jun Liye held her shoulders, softly saying: "Ying'er, let's give her a name.",Looking back, Su Qingying's usually thick and weathered face, like an old mountain, turned a rare shade of red. She let out a delicate moan, "It wouldn't be right, what if you called me Ying'er Wouldn't that confuse me with your daughter",This Xuan Yuan Luo Chen is really a persistent soul, after so many years he still can't forget his wife!。