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The child had probably cried for too long and was somewhat hoarse.

After drinking, Fu Qing walked to the side of the brick bed and carried his daughter up.

The little baby had big eyes, like a porcelain doll, she wrapped her arms around Fu Qing's neck, "Daddy ? "Father ?"

However, the man in the office, who was not smiling, was currently looking tenderly at the child in her arms