Chapter 2937

"Why don't you give yourself the name of '11's son' like your father?" Duan Manyu teased the little guy.

"Because I want to protect Mommy," the little guy replied solemnly.

"Didn't you also say you wanted to protect godmother me? Why don't you take the name of a protector in light Goman?" Duan Manyu continued to tease.

"Because godmother, your name is too long." Han Jian said seriously.

Duan Manyu has an impulse to vomit blood, which can also... Be a reason? "It's not for you to write your name, it's just typing. You also feel trouble typing on the keyboard? Godmother hurts you in vain." Duan man joked angrily.

Before, she also heard Li Li say that the little guy struggled for a long time on the question of surname "Han" or "Bei" because he was afraid of writing more strokes.

After a while, the little guy said, "why don't I build another number and write in the godmother and Mommy together."

Should the name be written as "one and the protector of light Gothic"? It's long enough to think about it, and it seems that it's beyond the length of the name.

"Forget it, if you have this heart, godmother will be happy. Later, godmother will take you to the next copy!" Duan man said.

On the other hand, the PK between Han Lin and Zhou Liye is gradually coming to an end. Duan Manyu looks at Zhou Liye's blood getting less and less, but it doesn't increase any more. He knows that Zhou Liye's blood tonic bottle is probably used up, and Han Lin's blood volume at the moment is obviously much more than Zhou Liye's.

Therefore, a few minutes later, Zhou Liye's defeat was also expected by Duan Manyu.

Of course, at the moment, the crowd around is already a sea of people. Duan Manyu glanced aside at Zhou Liye. At the moment, Zhou Liye, with a dignified face, has completely lost the laziness when he was playing strange with her.

He... Doesn't mind losing.

So, she eased her throat and said, "er... Don't mind even if you lose. PK has a lot of uncertainty, and... Maybe Han Lin has more potions in his bag than you."

Zhou Liye turned to look at her, "are you trying to comfort me?"

Well... It seems that she is really comforting him. Duan Manyu thought, "yes, do you want to eat some popcorn? If you eat it, you will feel better."

She said and handed him the popcorn in her hand, although... Strictly speaking, the popcorn is also his. When she went to the Internet cafe to buy popcorn, the working world resolutely confiscated her money.

He suddenly sneered, "if you really want to comfort me, popcorn is not enough."

"What do you want?" she answered naturally.

His eyes slowly deepened, his eyes stared at her and said, "do you really want to know?"

Inexplicably, at this moment, she dared to have a feeling of danger, or an instinct, telling her that the man in front of her was dangerous and could not be approached.

"Ha ha... No, you're the boss here. You can eat anything." she pretended to be stunned, then changed the topic and said, "well... Do you want to make a copy with Han Lin and them?"

After all, he is a man who has just lost! You'd better ask.

"Let's go," he said, looking back to his previous laziness. "It's rare to play games with President Han. Of course, we should have a good time."