An Xueqing also had this doubt, but seeing Zi Qi now, they couldn't bear to ask, so they could only look at her with distress.
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Suddenly, the sound of a child crying was heard.
Seeing this, An Xueqing quickly hugged the child in her arms and coaxed her.
Hearing the child's cry, Ning Ziqi became interested and stretched out her hand to touch... But after gesticulating several times, she could not touch anything.
A hand suddenly held her wrist, and the familiar temperature told her that it was Beichen Shixi.
Then, her hand was led in one direction, and finally, she touched a soft little face.
"How old is the baby? Is it a boy or a girl? It should be very cute." Ning Ziqi rubbed the baby's face with her soft fingertips with some joy.
"He's half a year old, boy. He's cute. Not bad. He looks more like me." An Xueqing looked down at the child with eyes full of love.
"That must be very cute." Ning Ziqi praised from the bottom of her heart.
"Fortunately, I'm not as cute as Shaoting when he was a kid." An Xueqing smiled and then said.
Hearing this, Ning Ziqi paused... When he was a child... she only remembered what he looked like a month before he was born, his little face was red... and he always loved to sleep.
As if realizing that she had said the wrong thing, An Xueqing quickly hugged the child and moved closer to Ning Ziqi.
"Come on, baby, look, this is aunt." She said softly.
It's a pity that the child is still young. He just looks around with his big eyes and doesn't understand anything.
"Can you give me a hug?" Ning Ziqi suddenly stretched out her hand.
What does it look like to hold a six-month-old child?
She missed her son when he was six months old, and she always felt very regretful.
"Well, okay!" An Xueqing put her son into Ning Ziqi's arms without hesitation. Although she couldn't see it, she still caught the child steadily.
As soon as the baby entered her arms, she smelled a milky fragrance that was exclusive to babies...
It smells very good... Shaoting also had this smell on his body when he was young.
However, the six-month-old baby didn't seem to adapt to Ning Ziqi's arms. He stretched his neck in dissatisfaction, and his little face turned red instantly.
The next second...a clear cry sounded again.
--Wow!
Seeing this, Ning Ziqi quickly handed him back to An Xueqing and returned to his mother's arms. The little guy slowly stopped crying.
"By the way, what's the baby's name?" Ning Ziqi suddenly asked.
"Tang An." The person who answered this time was Tang Ze.
"Tang An? This is such a good name." Ning Ziqi couldn't help but snickered when she heard the name Tang An.
Tang Ze's Tang, An Xueqing's An... Such names are really interesting.
"It's random, it just happened to be the last names of the two of us, and it sounds quite smooth." An Xueqing smiled, with a happy smile on her face.
Although Ning Ziqi couldn't see the smile, she could hear it.
They must have lived very well and happily these past two years...
Next, Ning Ziqi chatted with Tang Ze and his wife about their daily routine.
When the two women got together, they couldn't stop talking.
They kept chatting, and the three men beside them, no, it should be two men, plus a little man, couldn't stand listening anymore.
Beichen Shaoting thought it was too noisy here, so he walked away quietly and went to find his racing car.