Chapter 870

As soon as Bai Ling saw it, he knew that the little guy couldn't help but want to fight. It was just some low-level mutated poultry. He had better keep his energy in case of real need.

Little meatball a listen, that piece of soft chubby small face immediately pulled down, immediately resentful biting bottle, Gulu Gulu drinking milk.

But I don't know how many people a child envies in this world full of ruins, who can drink milk powder, eat food at his age.

"Cut, ordinary people are ordinary people, can only stand there watching!" Not far from the left side of the white spirit, a woman who was dealing with the mutated poultry said disdainfully.

"That's right. A trash, a little kid, and soy sauce can get 100 Jin of specific mutant pork. It's not fair

They didn't dare to say before, but now they are busy killing zombies, and their dissatisfaction naturally comes out.

Besides, if it wasn't for the team built by Bai Xiaoxi and Bai Shan, could they have such a good treatment?

"Forget it, who let people have a sister and brother of grade 13."

"What's the big deal? Is it difficult for her to follow her sister and brother like this all her life? "

At this point, the eyes of those people were obviously laughing.

Not to mention bailing, even the little meatball felt it. The little guy was precocious and contacted so many people. He also took part in large-scale zombie hunting activities. He became more and more proficient. He was no longer ignorant before, so he could naturally hear those people saying bad things about them.

Then he took the bottle down, lifted his head up, and looked at the people with his nostrils. Then he snorted with disdain, "this is what uncle Jiaming said. If you can't eat grapes, it's sour!"

Because before Zhu Shuaiyi brought the grapes, when Li Jiaming was fighting with Bai Xiaoxi, he said this sentence. The little guy was confused. The grapes in his mouth were sweet, so he pestered Li Jiaming to explain it several times.

In short, it means jealousy.

"Ma Da, this little boy!" People over there almost smoke when they see this scene.

At least they are also level 6 or 7 powers, and they are despised by a level 2 or 3 one-year-old kid?

It's like losing the dignity of an adult. Can you keep them from getting angry?

Bailing is quite helpless in the little guy's head touched, "you ah, this character really don't know like who!"

No patience at all.

"Grandma said I was very similar to my aunt when I was a child!" At that time, Bai Shan also said that she was not like the Xia family. Little meatball ran to ask Li Dongmei.

The hand that Bai Ling touched his head was stiff. What she remembered most about her childhood was that thing.

Also, what endurance does a child need? Happy to laugh, sad to cry, this is the expression of innocent children.

White work properly tiny smile, cover up the idea in the heart, pinched to pinch the soft meat of the little fellow, "that and aunt resemble!"

Small meatball this just satisfied to pick up that haven't drunk the bottle, once again open the eyes of a round to drink.

When free, still don't forget to use that tender voice to shout refuel to white brook and others.

This way, let Meng Xin happy not.

But the other people looked in the eyes, but looked at the two people standing on the side of the hands.