The Holy Hand Medical Concubine

At this time, Hunxi couldn't help giving a thumbs up secretly, and sighed secretly, the formation ball made by the master is really good.

"Who are you?"

Beiye Xingchen asked Lan Yuruohua.

"Little guy, what's your name?" Lan Yuruohua took Bei Yeqing by the hand, knelt down and looked at Beiye Xingchen.

He couldn't believe that the name of the little guy in front of him was Yuechen, and his surname must be Beiye, that was for sure, but he had to ask the little guy in front of him what his name was.

"What does my name have to do with you? Who are you?" Beiye Xingchen asked.

Hearing his question, Lan Yuruohua glanced at his son, motioning for him to talk to Beiye Xingchen.

The reason why he brought his son here is because children are easy to talk to each other. When Beiye Xingchen saw Bei Yeqing, who was the same age as him, he would let go of his vigilance.

"Little brother, what's your name?" Bei Yeqing looked at Beiye Xingchen very contemptuously and asked him.

In fact, he is very disdainful of Beiye Xingchen, he is the most beloved prince in the Ghost Palace, how can he talk to such an ordinary person? And he was still locked in such a small room, he didn't even want to say a word.

However, his father had taught him before that he must follow Beiye Xingchen's words, and he had to follow suit, so he could only suppress the disdain in his heart and talk to Beiye Xingchen.

Sure enough, upon hearing Bei Yeqing's question, the expression on Beiye Xingchen's face also warmed up.

"You can call me Xiaobao, how about you? What's your name?" he asked.

Hearing this, Bei Yeqing glanced at Lan Yuruohua.

Even if he is still young, he still understands that the word Xiaobao is not the name of the little guy in front of him at all, it can only be regarded as a nickname at best.

"My name is Bei Yeqing, what's your first name?"

Encouraged by Lan Yuruohua, Bei Yeqing asked him again.

"Just call me Xiaobao, my father and mother call me Xiaobao, you can call me that too." Beiye Xingchen said.

Hearing that he still said that, Bei Yeqing couldn't hold back any longer, glanced at him, and was about to kick Beiye Xingchen, but was sometimes held back by Lan Yuruohua at the side.

He pursed his mouth and hid in Lan Yu Ruohua's arms.

"Daddy, it's so troublesome to talk to him, Qing'er doesn't want to talk about it anymore."

I have asked so clearly, but this guy didn't answer his words, it was clearly intentional.

"fine."

Lan Yuruohua just smiled lightly, and took out a few small plates from his storage bracelet, which contained exquisite pastries.

"Come on, Xiaobao, Uncle brought delicious pastries. You are about the same age as Uncle's Qing'er. The two should become good friends. Let's eat together."

He stood up and took Bei Yeqing's hand to let him sit in front of the small table, put the pastry on the table, and reached out to pat Bei Yexing Chen on the shoulder, but Bei Ye Xingchen hid and didn't Let him touch himself.

"Don't touch me, my mother said not to let strangers touch me, otherwise my mother will be angry."

Hearing his words, Lan Yu Ruohua was embarrassed.

He didn't expect that a five or six-year-old child would be so vigilant that he wouldn't even let him touch him.

But he also has other ways, don't let him touch it, can't he deal with this little guy? Can a child compare his brains with an adult?