"Little pig, you can speak human language again?"
The little pig could speak in the beginning, but he couldn't speak after he was injured. Now, he could finally speak.
Mo lishang laughed happily. His smile was quite young, but it was like a ray of sunshine, shining into the hearts of others.
The baby chuckled. When he laughed, he was like Maitreya Buddha, honest and loyal.
He turned his fair and chubby little face and his short and chubby little hand pulled Bai Yan's sleeve. "Empress, Empress, help me take a name. I don't want to be called little pig."
mo lishang's face darkened. " little pig, i'm your master. if you want to change your name, why didn't you come to me? "
The child tilted his head and looked at mo lishang, " "You will help me marry a little chick, little duck, or something like that. I don't want it, I want the Empress to give me a name."
