Chapter 153 Is the biological father ≈ a weakling?

Bubbles appeared on Qiao Qiao's forehead.

The little person standing in the bubble originally had a puppet of the same size beside her, labeled "Waste Snack". Now the puppet has disappeared and been replaced by a thin, sparse chick with only a few feathers.

The thin, frail chicks circled around her legs, waving their sparse, flesh-colored wings and clucking.

The little figure blinked, bent over, and squatted down.

Then he grabbed the chick by the neck and lifted it into the air to examine it closely.

Watching it struggle and flutter its fleshy wings in my palm, its little face was full of confusion and bewilderment.

A few words and three large, bold, red question marks appeared on the side.

[Is a weakling ≈ his biological father?]

The rest of the Qiao family: "..."

The somber atmosphere vanished instantly.

The members of the Qiao family all pursed their lips tightly, trying their best not to laugh out loud.

Qiao Qiao silently reached out her small hand and touched the big head that was bumping against her knee.

Just like when we were in Qiao Family Village, we would occasionally pat the neighbor's big yellow dog that sneaked into the Qiao Family's yard to gnaw on bones. He gently patted the other person's head.

She began to doubt whether her weak-willed father could really beat Shen Qingrong.

Qiao Qiao sighed sadly.

But she still tried to comfort him in the same way the Qiao family had comforted her: "Be good, be good, don't cry, don't cry, if you cry you won't be pretty anymore."

"Pfft!" Mo Wenpei covered her mouth.

But even though she covered her mouth, laughter still escaped through her fingers.

The others laughed so hard their shoulders shook.

"Hahahaha, hahahaha... Baby, you're so cute." Yan Liti didn't hold back anymore and laughed so hard she bent over.

The owner of the large head resting on the little knee froze completely.