For three days, Molde slept with Fan Ziyan in his arms.
This was completely impossible in the past. Not even a pet, but now he can actually tolerate Fan Ziyan sleeping with him without being disturbed.
The sleeping posture of the little thing is good, quiet, and will not wriggle randomly. The body is attached to his body, very honest.
But more, Molde was waiting, waiting for Fan Ziyan's white and tender little milk to overflow the milk, let him taste the taste, it will definitely be more delicious than he imagined.
In the hall, Molde sat on a soft chair, stroking Fan Ziyan's soft hair.
"Little thing, you will call Kaina from now on."
Fan Ziyan raised his head, his big eyes gleaming, but he looked at Molde very ignorantly: "Huh?"
Mold was very patient, and slowly repeated: "Kaina. Read it with me."
"Launch." Fan Ziyan read it obediently.
Mold chuckled and corrected her pronunciation: "Kay...Na..."
"Kaina." Fan Ziyan replied, twisting his eyebrows, blinking his eyes.
"From now on, you are to Kaina, little thing, do you hear me?"
Fan Ziyan seemed to understand what Molde meant. Kaina was her new name, and she muttered with a smile: "Kaina...Kina...Kina..."
Her voice was different at the same time, the tail trembling slightly, crisp and sweet, clearly just two words, but it sounded like enjoying an opera.
Mold's expression gradually sank, and he suddenly said, "Kaina, who am I?"
Kaina turned her head to look at Molde in confusion, wrinkled her face, and shook her head for a while, a little depressed, who is he?
"I'm your father, Kaina. You want to call me father." Molder smiled at the corner of his mouth in a gentle tone.
Kaina laughed at once, father, he is her father!
"Father, father."
Molde had to admit that Kaina did have a unique advantage in this language, otherwise it was only repeated a few times, how could she be able to explain it so quickly.
"Good Kaina, my father will teach you how to speak." With a beginning, Mold simply started to teach her basic words.
I want Kaina to grasp the words quickly, and then listen to her moaning and charming.
In one afternoon, Kailin didn't let Molde down. Simple sentences have been learned, and there is nothing wrong with basic communication.
"Father, it's uncomfortable." Just as Molde said a few words that represent her mood, she suddenly heard Kaina yelling uncomfortably.
Mold picked up her body and stroked her back lightly: "Where is it uncomfortable?"
Kaina touched her chest with her little hand, and touched her flower hole again, and said with a cry: "Itching, uncomfortable."
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