Jiang Zhihao knelt down and held the little girl in his arms.,Jiang Zhihao knew that it was filled with the roast duck he had been craving.,Lingling smelled the fragrance and immediately jumped out of Jiang Zhihao's arms. She excitedly ran to Zhong Jiawei and tugged at the plastic bag, asking, "Mom, what is it What is it"。