"I think this little chub looks plump and cuddly, let's just call him Fatty Tiger," Wang Cai suggested as he eyed the little chub.
"You're the fatty, you're the fattest. Why don't you call yourself Fatty Dog?" The little chub hid in Qingyi's arms, instantly gaining confidence.
But if he knew that Mu Can had named this dog in front of him Wang Cai, would he still be so arrogant?
Mu Can's naming skills have always been mocked relentlessly.
All sorts of names like Wang Cai, Little Lucky, Silly, and Little Red all sprang from Mu Can's 'masterpieces'.
Hearing the little chub's mocking words, Wang Cai, for the first time, hung his head; he wasn't pleased with his name at all.
However, considering that all the later names were almost as unappealing, Wang Cai came to terms with it.
"This one is Wang Cai, that one is Little Lucky, that one is Silly, and the flying one is Little Red. I came up with all of them, how about that?"
