Chapter 314: Daughter's Name Already Thought Out

Just like that, Shen Yan lost himself in the sound of "Big Brother" spoken in a milky, childish voice.

Damn it! The little sweetheart is just too cute.

I must have one, no, two children in the future.

At this moment, Chen Shanni finally adjusted her emotions and couldn't help but tease, "Youwei calls you Big Brother often, but I've never seen you look that happy."

Shen Yan rolled his eyes and said that how could that be the same; children are so cute, and to tell you the truth, I even thought of my daughter's name just now.

Unaccountably, Chen Shanni felt a glimmer of fatherly radiance from Shen Yan, thinking that if Shen Yan had a daughter, she would definitely be just like this little girl, cute to the point of exploding.

She asked Shen Yan what name he planned to give his daughter.

Shen Yan smiled slightly, his eyes flickering with a soft light: "Her formal name will be Shen Jingzhu, hoping she can be as resilient as bamboo; her nickname will be Tangtang, hoping her life can be as sweet as candy."

Hearing this, Chen Shanni's heartstrings were gently plucked, and she silently repeated these two names.

Shen Jingzhu, Tangtang...

This name seemed to carry a kind of magic, letting her immerse herself in it, unable to extricate herself.

If her own life weren't so short, perhaps she could... with Shen Yan.

Thinking of this, a wave of sadness surged in Chen Shanni's heart again, tears swirling in her eye sockets; she hurriedly looked out the window, forcing herself not to let them fall.

Seeing this, Shen Yan let out a soft breath and changed the subject, saying, "Shanni, let me tell you a joke."

"What?"

"One day, a turtle got injured and asked a snail to go buy medicine, but who knew that two hours passed and the snail still hadn't returned.

The turtle was so angry it cursed: If it doesn't come back, I'll be dead.

The next moment, the snail's voice came from outside the door: If you say that again, I'm not going."

As the words fell, Chen Shanni instantly broke into laughter through her tears.

That is so snail-like.

At eleven in the morning, the plane landed smoothly at Kunming Airport.

The two took a taxi to a five-star hotel near Dianchi; Shen Yan asked for two single rooms at the front desk, and since it wasn't peak tourist season, the hotel was practically empty.

Hesitating for a good while, Chen Shanni suddenly spoke with a blushing face: "Shen Yan, let's get a double room, okay? I'm scared to stay in a room by myself."

Upon hearing this, the female receptionist glanced at Chen Shanni obscurely, secretly sighing at what a two-faced scheming girl; if she could have been like this back in the day, her child would probably be old enough to run errands by now.

However, reality is always so cruel, making the female receptionist feel somewhat helpless and regretful.

And Chen Shanni, who had said these words, had cheeks that turned bright red instantly, as if they could drip blood; she lowered her head shyly, not daring to look at Shen Yan at all.

Shen Yan's expression was slightly strange; if he didn't know Chen Shanni's character well, he would have thought the other party was seducing him.

Since the girl herself didn't mind, he didn't have a damn opinion.

Thus, the room changed from a single to a double.

On the way to the room, Chen Shanni kept her head lowered, and only after putting away her suitcase did she say in a voice as soft as a mosquito's: "Shen Yan, booking this room..."

"Alright, don't I know what kind of personality you have?"

Shen Yan waved his hand indifferently, which made Chen Shanni heave a sigh of relief.

Afterward, the two ordered some local specialty delicacies at a private restaurant, and after filling their stomachs, they went to the first scenic spot to start sightseeing.

Dianchi, hailed as a pearl on the Yunnan plateau; this season, one can just happen to see seagulls from Siberia flying in flocks across the lake, just like being in an oil painting, which is especially romantic.

A casual snap looks like a blockbuster film.

The two bought some bananas, bread, and bird feed at a stall and fed the seagulls there; surrounded by the seagulls, Chen Shanni cast all her worries to the back of her mind, laughing as innocently as a child.

"Shen Yan, shall we take a photo together?"

Shen Yan readily agreed.

And so, with the help of a passerby, this beautiful scene was permanently frozen in time.

In the evening, they watched the beautiful sunset here again.

At night, they went to the Shuangqiao Night Market to taste various snacks and delicacies.

It is worth mentioning that every time she travels, Chen Shanni becomes a completely different person; her gentle and quiet demeanor is gone, like a bird that has broken free from its cage.

She finds everything novel and wants to see everything.

They played until nine in the evening before Shen Yan pulled her back to the hotel.

Shen Yan first plugged in his phone to charge, then took his clothes and walked into the bathroom to shower.

The splashing sound of running water was like a heavy hammer, continuously striking Chen Shanni's heart; she paced back and forth in the room, unable to sit or stand still.

Being in the same room with a boy for the first time, she couldn't help but start letting her imagination run wild—would Shen Yan do anything to her tonight?

Probably not; Shen Yan isn't that kind of person.

But what about herself...

Chen Shanni's thoughts raced, her eyes flickering with an inexplicable luster.

Suddenly, a crisp phone ringtone echoed in the room, and Chen Shanni was startled.

After checking, the caller ID was "Pig Trotter."

Chen Shanni couldn't help but smile; she wondered which unlucky soul was saved under such a name by Shen Yan.

At the same time, Chen Shanni's curiosity was piqued; she didn't know what Shen Yan had saved her as, so after the call hung up, she pressed the dial button.

The label was "Good Girl."

Well, it's quite vivid and accurate; hasn't she always been the image of a good girl?

When Shen Yan came out, his attire had changed to a gray T-shirt and a pair of blue boxers; in fact, he only ever wore boxers to sleep, but with Chen Shanni present today, he had to be appropriately restrained.

He climbed straight into the covers and looked at his phone, seeing two missed calls.

He immediately asked Chen Shanni: "Did you call my phone?"

Chen Shanni's cheeks flushed slightly, saying she pressed the wrong button by accident, and Shen Yan didn't pay it any mind.

His fingers tapped lightly on the display screen.

In fact, "Pig Trotter" was Wu Yue'er; it was a nickname Shen Yan had given her on a whim.

For this, Wu Yue'er had protested more than once; how could such a pair of slender, jade-like beautiful legs be associated with pig trotters?

However, Shen Yan remained stubborn, insisting on using this nickname.

In the end, Wu Yue'er followed suit and changed Shen Yan's contact name to "Big Fat Pig."

Pig Trotter belonged to Big Fat Pig.

This looked much more pleasing to the eye.

Seeing Shen Yan busy sending messages, Chen Shanni felt bashful again, then took a set of pajamas out of her suitcase and walked into the bathroom.

The night was soft, and outside the window, everything was silent; moonlight spilled in from outside, the silver light illuminating the darkness and coating the entire room in a mysterious veil.

Listening to the gradually deepening breathing from the bed opposite, Chen Shanni felt not the slightest bit sleepy, so she tentatively called out, "Shen Yan."

"What's wrong?" a drowsy Shen Yan replied.

"I can't really sleep; would you mind talking with me?"

"What do you want to talk about?"

"Anything is fine."