She is the president's favorite

Chapter 819 The hands are too short...can't reach.

She thinks milk is delicious...why does the baby dislike milk so much?

"I don't like it." The little guy shook his head firmly. He doesn't like anything he doesn't like.

Well... Ning Ziqi sighed helplessly.

"Then don't drink milk today, okay?" She gently reached out and touched the little guy's head, her voice was extremely gentle.

"En!" Beichen Shaoting nodded, with a hint of joy on his face.

Seeing the baby laughing, Ning Ziqi couldn't help laughing helplessly.

How much her son hates drinking milk...

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Ning Ziqi originally planned to take the baby to eat, but he didn't seem to like being held by others very much, so he broke away from Ning Ziqi's hand.

Seeing this, Ning Ziqi had no choice but to let him go by himself, and he followed behind him.

When Beichen Shaoting stopped at the dining table and looked at the chairs, Ning Ziqi subconsciously wanted to move forward and hug him to sit on it.

But at this moment, the little guy managed to climb up with his own efforts, and then sat firmly on the chair.

Ning Ziqi was a little surprised...

"Young Mistress, Young Master is always like this. He never lets us intervene in what he can do." The servant on the side looked at Ning Ziqi and explained to Ning Ziqi with a faint smile on his face.

Hearing this, Ning Ziqi was a little shocked...

But a child who is only two years old is so particular about independence.

Is it because Beichen Shixi doesn't care much about him without his mother by his side? Is that why the child's personality is like this?

"Young mistress, sit down too, the young master may come back later!" The servant opened the chair for Ning Ziqi and said.

"Well, good." Ning Ziqi nodded, and then sat on the chair.

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Beichen Shaoting sat on one side of the long table, while Ning Ziqi sat opposite him.

There were about seven or eight dishes on the table, all of which were home-cooked dishes that Ning Ziqi liked to eat before.

Looking at the home-cooked dishes on the table, Ning Ziqi's nose suddenly felt pantothenic...

How long has she not had such a good meal.

It would be great if... Beichen Shixi was here.

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The little guy is not very good at using chopsticks, so he uses a spoon.

"Young Master, what dish do you want to eat?" The servant stood aside with chopsticks, ready to help Beichen Shaoting pick up dishes at any time.

"I'll do it myself." The little guy held the spoon and straightened up, trying to reach the plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes, but because his hands were too short...he couldn't reach it.

The little guy had a look of annoyance on his face.

Seeing this, Ning Ziqi quickly stretched out his chopsticks, picked up some vegetables for him, and put them into his bowl.

The little guy paused, looked up at Ning Ziqi, then retracted the spoon, sat upright on the chair, held the small spoon gracefully, took a mouthful of rice, put it in his mouth, and chewed slowly up.

Looking at his appearance, Ning Ziqi only thought it was a bit funny...

The more he looked at it, the more he felt that the baby was very similar to Beichen Shixi... The sense of saving face, and the elegant movements of eating seemed to be copied from him.

"Go down, I'll be fine here." Ning Ziqi smiled at the servant and said.

Although her eyesight is not very good now, she can still do simple things like helping her son pick up vegetables.

(End of this chapter)