"This is way too big, honestly more majestic and robust than an old cucumber from the field."
"Is this still flesh and blood? How could any normal man possibly develop to such an unimaginable degree?"
"Could it be genetic mutation made Zhao Tienan's development take after bulls and horses?"
Liang Xiaoqiao only glanced at it, and her heart felt like it was tangled up in wild threads.
She was definitely a little excited, but also extremely afraid, feeling like that thing could practically kill someone; if it went inside her, wouldn't it peel off a layer of her skin?
But honestly, if her mother could share some of the pressure, Liang Xiaoqiao wouldn't feel quite so scared.
"Qiao, come here, Mommy will hand Zhao Tienan over to you right now. If you can handle it, I'll willingly step back and never get in your way. How about it?"
Liang Jing pursed her lips, grabbed her daughter's little hand, and spoke with absolute seriousness.
"Huh?"
