Chapter 870

When Bai Ling saw it, he knew that this little guy couldn't help but wanted to make a move. They were just some low-level mutated poultry. It was best to save his energy for real emergencies.

As soon as Little Rouqiu heard this, his chubby little face immediately pulled down, and then bit the bottle angrily, gulping down the milk.

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

"Tch, ordinary people are ordinary people, we can only stand there and watch!" A woman not far from Bai Ling's left who dealt with the mutated poultry over there said disdainfully.

"That's right, a good-for-nothing and a brat can get a hundred catties of specific mutant pork with soy sauce. It's really unfair!"

They didn't dare to say it before, but now they are all busy killing zombies, and their dissatisfaction is naturally murmured.

Besides, if it weren't for the help of the team built by Bai Xiaoxi and Bai Shan, how could they have been treated so well?

"Forget it, who let someone have a younger sister and younger brother at the thirteenth level."

"What's the big deal? Could it be that she wants to follow her sister and brother for the rest of her life?"

Speaking of this, the eyes of those people were obviously full of ridicule.

Not to mention Bai Ling, even the little meatball can feel it. The little guy is already smart, and he has been in contact with so many people, and he has also participated in large-scale zombie hunting activities. , Naturally, I can hear those people talking bad things about them.

Immediately, he took the milk bottle down, raised his little head up, stared at those people with his small nostrils, and then snorted coldly, "This is what Uncle Jia Ming said, if you can't eat grapes, you say grapes are sour! "

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

In short, it means jealousy.

"Damn, what a brat!" The people over there almost gasped when they saw this scene.

After all, they are also six or seven-level supernatural beings, and they are actually despised by a second- and third-level kid who has not yet passed the first year?

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

But Bai Ling felt helplessly on the little guy's head, "You, I really don't know who this character looks like!"

No patience at all.

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

Bai Ling's hand touching his head stiffened for a moment, and that was the thing she remembered most about her childhood.

Also, what endurance does a child need? Smile when you are happy, and cry when you are sad. This is the expression that a pure child should have.

Bai Ling smiled slightly, concealing the thoughts in his heart, pinched the little guy's soft flesh, "Then be like Auntie!"

Only then did Little Rouqiu pick up the unfinished milk bottle in satisfaction, and started to drink again and again with round eyes open.

When he is free, he still does not forget to shout cheers to Bai Xiaoxi and others with that tender voice.

This appearance made Meng Xin very happy.

But the other people looked at the two people who stood aside and did not move with contempt.