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　　Chapter 441: Jealousy

　　The little girl seemed to have just woken up. When Feng Xinglang carried her out of the child's seat, she was still yawning deeply.

　　Her baby fat face was soft and pretty like a doll's. Her skin was so white that it was almost transparent. There was a hint of red on her face, which made her look really cute. Her long eyelashes blinked, and then she saw little friend Linnuo at the side of the parterre.

　　The little girl's round arms tightly wrapped around Feng Xinglang's neck, and her little chin laid on Feng Xinglang's shoulders like a spoiled child.

　　"Papa, there's a big brother watching me!"

　　When she saw that Linnuo was staring at her, the little girl seemed to have recognized him and buried half of her face in Feng Xinglang's neck. She only revealed her big watery eyes and stared adorably at Linnuo's little friend.

　　Linnuo heard her clearly: This little girl was calling Feng Xinglang a papa. Dad's nursery rhyme in English.

　　When Feng Xinglang turned to look, for some reason, little friend Linnuo had already flashed behind Xing s.h.i.+'er.

　　Feng Xinglang kissed the little girl on her pink little face, "Huan, is it cold? Will you wrap the capa suit around it? "

　　Thinking that the little girl was talking about Xing s.h.i.+'er, Feng Xinglang did not notice the Linnuo hiding behind Xing s.h.i.+'er.

　　The little girl shook her head, staring straight at Linnuo who was behind Xing s.h.i.+'er, she grinned at him bashfully.

　　Feng Xinglang still undid the buckles on his suit and wrapped the little girl inside it.

　　Her actions were so tender that it was like water, which was enough to prove just how much Feng Xinglang doted on the little girl in his arms.

　　Until Feng Xinglang carried the little girl and walked into the hall of the GK Venture Group, Xing s.h.i.+'er still did not feel any movement from Linnuo who was behind him.

　　When he turned around, he found that Linnuo was holding onto the drawing paper in his hands, and was looking in the direction that Feng Xinglang disappeared in with the little girl in his arms.

　　"Fifteen, what happened to you? Didn't you come to find Dad? Why don't you go over and recognize him? "

　　Xing s.h.i.+'er didn't seem to explain why the little fellow stopped, but it even revealed a sad look.

　　"Old Tweleve, why do you think that little girl called him daddy?"