"Be careful." Li Sicheng stopped her. "We'll talk about it later."
"Okay!" Su Qianci followed him off the airplane. After the two took the luggage, they got a car and went to the hotel they had booked. The weather in the north was cold, and all the trees were leafless. Looking ahead, it was foggy and grey. This was the legendary smog.
Su Qianci looked back and saw that he was actually searching for the child's nickname with his mobile phone. She took a look and said, "I thought of another one: Xiao Si, Xiao Cheng."
Xiao Cheng? Li Sicheng chuckled and turned off the phone. He said, "Xiao Cheng, Xiao Si?"
"Yeah!"
"How about Da Su, Er Su?"
"No, that sounds like uncles, so hard on the ears."
The driver chuckled. She blushed and nudged Li Sicheng. "A different one."
