Chapter 12 Who? Who was it?! They sealed her mouth shut!

Qiao Changdong laughed for a while before slowly stopping under Qiao Qiao's unusually aggrieved gaze.

He reached out and stroked her unusually active little head, coaxing her, "Okay, okay, Daddy's not laughing anymore. Baby, go to sleep now. No matter what you want to say, we're not in a hurry."

Thinking of something, he added, "Daddy promises that no one will dare to bully you again. Daddy will chase away all the bad guys. You trust Daddy, okay?"

As for why small air bubbles appeared on the daughter's forehead, it might seem extremely strange to outsiders, and might even be considered a monster-related matter.

In Qiao Changdong's view, none of this was a problem.

To him, she was simply Qiao Qiao, his daughter, and the most precious treasure of his life.

It doesn't matter whether she's human, ghost, or demon.

He will continue to pamper her as always.

Although Qiao Qiao didn't know why this was happening, she had no other choice but to give up.

And she was indeed very sleepy.

From the moment she started talking about rebirth, her head felt throbbing, as if it were about to explode.

Following her memory, she touched Qiao Changdong's earlobe with her small hand, unconsciously kneading it, and then drifted off to sleep under his gentle patting.

That night, Qiao Qiao had a strange dream.

I dreamt that I entered a place surrounded by white fog, gray and hazy, with almost no end in sight.

In this misty place, there was a patch of greenery and a delicate fragrance that made her feel particularly comfortable.

She unconsciously walked in that direction.

Then she saw a very, very small sapling.