812. Chapter 812 I don't know which tendon is wrong
"It's so boring!" Beichen Shixi threw the remote control aside with some disdain and said with a relaxed expression.
"..." Ning Ziqi looked at Beichen Shixi speechlessly.
Where does he get his sense of superiority? The other person is just a two-year-old child, and he is also his son... Wouldn't he put some water in it to make the baby happy...
This man...
Ning Ziqi shook her head helplessly, wanting to comfort the baby.
But when she got closer to the little guy, she found that Beichen Shaoting was looking at Beichen Shixi with admiration.
"Daddy... is awesome." The little guy didn't have any frustration on his face. Instead, he looked at Beichen Shixi with admiration... and even praised him for his awesomeness.
Ning Ziqi was stunned, a little surprised...but more of a speechless...
But think about it, after all, the things in the mind of a two-year-old child are not too complicated.
Maybe, in his eyes, Beichen Shixi would appear very powerful just by doing a small thing.
Of course, this is the same in Ning Ziqi's eyes.
He can always do something he has never done before effortlessly.
Although Beichen Shixi's attitude towards the baby is a bit too cold, there is no doubt that he has created a very tall image in the baby's mind...
And she...
"I can do it too..." Ning Ziqi suddenly blurted out because she didn't know which muscle in her head was wrong.
When she really reacted, she was a little surprised.
Beichen Shixi glanced at Ning Ziqi with some contempt: "Are you sure?"
"..." Not sure... Ning Ziqi bit her lip and said secretly.
But for the sake of dignity in front of her baby, she didn't say anything in the end.
"How about playing a game?" Beichen Shixi looked at Ning Ziqi with interest.
He saw all her little thoughts...
Do you want to show off in front of that brat?
For some reason, this feeling made him feel secretly unhappy.
Because the birth of this brat took away most of his small presence in her heart!
"No..." Ning Ziqi originally wanted to refuse, but...at this time, Beichen Shaoting also turned his eyes.
He looked at himself curiously, as if interested, but said nothing.
Seeing this, Ning Ziqi secretly clenched her fists, and then said without confidence: "Better, better..."
Although she knew she would definitely lose, at least she proved to her children that she was not a coward...
"Here you go." Beichen Shaoting suddenly stretched out his hand and handed over his remote control: "You have to do it well and don't break it..."
The little guy was still a little worried that she might damage his racing car.
This is the new racing car that his godfather gave him just today.
And it is also his favorite color. His godfather said that there are not many cars like this in the world.
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"Okay..." Ning Ziqi bit her lip, then reached out and took the little guy's precious remote control.
The remote control is specially designed for children. It is relatively small in the hand and does not weigh much.
She tentatively fiddled with the buttons on the remote control a few times, and the car suddenly moved forward...
To be honest, it was her first time to touch this kind of racing car...
But fortunately, the design of the remote control is very simple. After a few fumbles, Ning Ziqi understood it.