Xiaoxiao blinked and said honestly in the eyes of her second brother who was holding back a smile: "Braised pork, lion's head, meat buns..."

Rong Yan thought that he might hear Xiao Hei Xiao Hui and Wang Cai, but he didn't expect that Ning Xiaoxiao named the dog after a dish. Now he knew what the laughter in the room was about just now, let alone Ning Erlang. They, even Rong Yan, couldn't help but curl the corners of their mouths.

Xiaoxiao immediately put her hands on her hips: "Why don't you have the same reaction as my second brother? You can see for yourselves whether its meat smells like braised pork. The hair on its head is so long that it looks like a lion. And this dog's face is round and round." Does Ruanhu look like a big meat bag?"

Ning Erlang held his stomach and coaxed his sister: "Okay, okay, you are right, but with such a name, aren't you afraid of scaring the dog?"

Xiaoxiao pouted and kicked him: "So didn't I ask Mr. Ayan to help me think about it?" Although she was still very unconvinced!

Rong Yan pursed his lips and heard her complain again: "It's all Shen Tianci's fault. Can't you give me a good name?"

When Shen Tianci was mentioned, Xiaoxiao remembered another thing: "By the way, Shen Tianci's birthday is on the third day of next month. Let's go to enjoy the flowers together. Mr. Ayan, will you go?"

Rong Yan finally raised his eyebrows: "Don't call me Young Master." Even if Shen Tianci is called by his first name, he has to add Young Master?

Xiaoxiao blinked her eyes, thinking the same thing, her family was in decline, how uncomfortable it would be to hear this title. She only blamed herself for being careless in the past: "Then what should I call you? Zhao Yan?"

Rong Yan didn't like it. His surname was not Zhao, but he couldn't tell her his real name.

As soon as Xiaoxiao asked, Mrs. Song came over and patted her on the head: "No matter how big or small, Ayan is older than you, I want to call you brother!"

Xiaoxiao pouted, her mental age is two times older than this little kid, okay! But doing as the Romans do, she tried to shout: "Brother Zhao?"

Rong Yan pursed his lips, lowered his eyelids and said, "I heard others calling me Uncle Zhao Hu, Brother Zhao."

Xiaoxiao thought hard and uttered a title that sounded strange to her: "Brother Yan?" Then she was pricked by goosebumps that appeared on her arms.

Rong Yan felt as if his heart had been hit by something, and the tips of his ears instantly turned red. Actually, it wasn't impossible...

Just as he was about to speak, he saw Xiaoxiao rubbing her arms and denied it herself: "No, no, I can't scream!"

Mrs. Song laughed at her: "Ayan is older than you, you should have been called brother."

Xiaoxiao begged for mercy: "How about I call you little brother Ayan?"

Ning Erlang also laughed at her: "Is there any difference between the two?"

Xiaoxiao put her hands on her hips: "Of course, little brother Ayan is more fluent!" "Brother Yan" was so affectionate, it felt like she would twist her waist and fall into his arms the next moment after calling her!

She ignored her mother and brother who were teasing her, turned around and asked the person involved, "right, little brother Ayan?"

This sound fell on his ears, as if something scratched his heart. Rong Yan's fingers on the dog's body tightened, causing the dog to let out a dissatisfied groan.

"Um."

Xiaoxiao didn't notice Rong Yan's abnormality and just raised her chin proudly: "Did you hear that, little brother Ayan agreed! Little brother Ayan, are you hungry? Let's eat?" After calling it a few times, it became smoother. Anyway, she is a real little loli now, so calling someone like this shouldn't be considered a pretense.

Little did she know that these calls of "Brother Ayan" made Rong Yan so scared that he didn't even dare to raise his head - his face was hot.

Xiaoxiao suddenly remembered something: "When I see Shen Tianci in the future, will I have to call him 'Brother Tianci'?"

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