Chapter 441: Be jealous (1/2)
The little baby girl seemed to have just woke up. When Feng Xinglang was taken out of the child seat, she still yawned.
A baby's fat little face was soft and chubby, pretty like a doll; her skin was almost transparent, with a touch of red, really cute. Long eyelashes flickered, and she saw Lin Nuo's children beside the flower garden.
The little girl's rounded arms clung tightly to Feng Xinglang's neck, and her small chin rested on Feng Xinglang's shoulders like a cute girl.
”Papa, a little brother is watching me!”
When she saw Lin Nuo staring at her, the little girl seemed to be a little embarrassed. She put a half of her face in Feng Xinglang's neck, and only stared at Lin Nuo with a pair of big watery eyes. Look.
Lin Nuo heard it clearly: the little girl called Feng Xinglang papa. Dad's sonalization in English.
When Feng Xinglang turned to look around, for no reason, the children of Lin Nuo had flashed behind Xing Shiliang.
Feng Xinglang kissed on the little girl's face, ”Tuantuan, isn't it cold? Can you wrap papa's suit?
Thought the little girl was talking about Xing Shiliang, Feng Xinglang didn't care about Lin Nuo hiding behind Xing Shiliang.
The little girl shook her head and kept staring at Lin Nuo behind Xing Shiliang, grinning at him shyly.
Feng Xinglang still unbuttoned his suit and wrapped the little girl in it.
The tenderness of the action is like water, which proves how much Feng Xinglang loves the little girl doll in her arms.
After waiting until Feng Xinglang took the little girl into the lobby of GK Ventures Group, Xing Shiliang didn't feel any movement of Lin Nuo behind him.
Turning around, Lin Nuo was holding the drawing paper in his hand, watching the direction in which Feng Xinglang hugged the little baby girl motionlessly.
”Fifteen, what's wrong with you? Aren't you here to find your father? Why didn't you meet him?”
Xing Shiliang didn't seem to explain why the little boy paused, but also showed a gloomy little appearance.
”Old Twelve, why do you say that little girl doll called his father?”
The little boy suddenly asked.
Xing Twelve froze for a moment: Is this little thing jealous?
”That little girl is his daughter, so of course he called his father. Is this strange?”
”But ... but my mum and I live in Peteburg, where is his daughter?”
”Obviously, it was his daughter born to another woman!”
In the end, Xing Twelve was still talking about this cruel fact.
The little guy was silent. Long silence!
Maybe in the knowledge of the little guy: The children who can be called ”Father” of Feng Xinglang should be the children of Feng Xinglang and Mummy Lin Xueluo!
But this little girl was not born of Mummy Lin Xueluo! But she called Feng Xinglang's ”Dad”!
This complex and cruel reality has subverted the world view of a five-year-old child.
”Aren't we going in to find your father?”
Seeing the little guy silent for a long time, Xing Shiliang asked him a question.
”Look again! He's not very similar.”
The little guy turned silently, folded the drawing paper, and walked towards the asphalt road.
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”Dear little princess, come, Ye Papa hugs one.”
After seeing Feng Xuan's closure, Ye Shinian trot almost rushed all the way.
”Uncle Big Bad Guy! You're not my papa! My papa's name is Feng Xinglang!”
The little girl tightly hugged Feng Xinglang's neck and buried her small head in Feng Xinglang's neck. Various sticky people.
”Lang, you're not being kind like this! Why did you teach me to call me” Uncle Big Brother ”?”
Ye Shinian shuddered with dissatisfaction and wanted to reach out and pinch the little girl's fleshy face, but the little girl had hid in Feng Xinglang's arms playfully.