Ji Cha Gu was naturally not afraid. When he saw her coming, he turned around.

that's all.

Back and forth.

Back and forth.

Back and forth

After being trained for three days in a row, Chicken Fork Bone is already fed up.

Um.

I can't beat her sister.

No one is more ferocious than her brother.

Although the name is a bit insulting, the hen is flexible and will she really ruin her bright future for such a small reason?

Seeing that this little ancestor was not going to let him go, he decided to go all out. The chicken head tilted, the chicken eyes rolled up, and the chicken legs glared.

He performed an act of "overwork and coma" on the spot.

Um.

Maybe it’s because Fat Mushroom is not smart enough or his brain is not fully developed, so this trick always works for the kid!

As expected.

Next second!!

Seeing his son suddenly faint, the little boy's eyes widened in panic: "Son, son, why are you fainting again? Son? "

Taozi, who was standing by, quickly handed over a plate of corn kernels: "Are you hungry again? Little Miss, I'll feed you some corn kernels!"

The kid nodded his head anxiously and stuffed corn kernels into the mouth with his mouth straight.

One second...

Two seconds...

Three seconds...

Chicken Forkbone woke up slowly, lay in Zhuzhu's arms, fluttered its wings, and then clucked twice in a hoarse voice.

Taozi understood instantly: "I'm thirsty! Give me some water, little miss!"

The kid opened the chicken's beak and poured water into it.

After eating and drinking, the chicken fork bone raised its noble claws and was about to take two steps, but for some unknown reason, the chicken claws suddenly became "lame"!

He walked unsteadily.

The clever peach took one look and quickly pulled the fat mushroom and muttered, "Maybe he just fell down. You have to hold him, little miss!"

The gullible boy blinked, looked at the pitiful limping chicken popcorn, and then turned to look at Sister Taozi with a serious face.

Fat Mushroom stuck out his butt, holding the fat chicken in his arms, and his wobbly steps were more graceful and elegant. The kid blinked and looked at the fat hen in his arms. She called out crisply: "Son~ Where are you going?"

"I'll take you there~"

The fat chicken with a very high IQ actually flapped its wings and pointed to the left.

The little milk ball, who was successfully caught by the chicken, immediately ran over with his short legs, panting.

Bo Shiyu: “…”

emmm...

What happened??

Is it an illusion???

Why... he always feels that this chicken is smarter than his kid???