Now that the apprentice has been accepted, Moshu at night has decided to be a qualified teacher, so he intends to simply get to know each other with the apprentice.

“Oh, boy, remember, Master, my name is Moxie Night! ”

Looking at the little bun's furry little head and tender little face, Ink couldn't bear to rub it decisively, pinching the little bun's face while introducing himself.

“Wet tiger, what's a name? ”

The little bun was under Moshu's ‘claw’, whispering and asking in a low voice.

“Name, that's what people call you, like people in town, that's your name. ”

Night ink scratches the back of the head, organizes a language and speaks his own explanation.

After listening to Moshe, Bao suddenly realized and nodded: “Oh, so that's what people in town call me, little bastard. Is that my name? ”

“What?! Is that what they always call you? ”

After listening to Bao Bao, Mo Shu's heart caught fire and his face was also distorted.

How can you treat a child like this? Anyway, he's also a child! Allow your own children to beat up Bao Bao without saying anything, and call us Bao Bao a little bastard. Uncle can't stand it!

The more he wanted to get angry, the more he thought about it, but then he thought, it was all his original setup, the little bag that hurt him so much, looked at the little bag that Wylisser trembled, and Moxie felt guilty again.

Don't worry, Master will be fine!

Moshu pointed at the little bag and pulled out a reluctant smile, nodded: “That name doesn't sound good, Master can I give you another name? ”

Bao Bao first stunned, then opened his eyes, smiled and held Moshu's hand, smiling: “Mmm-hmm, I want the wet tiger to give me a name! ”

Faced with those clear and bright eyes, Moxiu felt his heart turn into a bowl of water at night.

# Emma, all the kids I've seen before crossing are more woody than a bear kid! #

# I've never seen such a sweet, sweet little bun before, Master, I'm all crispy and woody! #

# In an instant, there's hope for the future #

Slightly poking Bao's face, Moshu smiled: “Well, you'll be a stranger in the future! ”

Think about it. Does Moxie feel like giving him the name of the original novel? Why?

Mersh said, "It's my fault for naming the loser horse! I can't hurt the author who wrote the novel with the classmate's name.

The only characters and villains whose names I've worked so hard to come up with, don't bother ~

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And Bao Bao, no, should now be called an official stranger, only to see him smile and whisper the name, repeatedly and repeatedly.

It's like a kid got a toy and couldn't let go of his hand, and he was so happy.

Looking at the little guy smiling, the night moshu is also a bit of comfort, and the look at the little guy is also full of tolerance and drowning.

♪ La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la ♪

The damage caused by crossing the paper is healed instantly, there are trees

# Aww, baby, wet tiger will surely raise you to be the most powerful man in the world, Shenma Evil Magic invincible hegemonic rebel boss, minutes to hang the main character, that's not a thing ~ #

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