Chapter 572: Undersized meatballs

On the other side, Bai Xiaoxi followed the crowd and cooked dumplings directly with his fire ability to speed up.
Meng Guang, who was preparing to sit in Bailing Camp with everyone, did n’t want to speak anymore, but he did n’t speak because of his elder status. Li Jiaming and Li Zhenghao were n’t self-possessed people. They were born in rural areas. Easy-going, just a slight change in temperament after having high-level abilities, but it does not mean that they changed their original simple personality.
Looking at Meng Guang, we know that the apprentices who can be taken by him, even if occasionally one or two people have bad thoughts, other people are not the ones who stole the dog.
Soon in this harmonious atmosphere, there is a five-year-old pink child who has bright eyes calling their brothers, sisters, uncles and aunts, and there is a soft and cute like a little bun. It likes to be lively, right The little baby who smiled and made everyone stare at the child with curiosity.
Even Meng Guang, who seemed to be fierce and evil, couldn't help but look at the softly dressed little apron, leaning on the chubby little hand, with his eyes round and big like black grapes, looking around, laughing without teeth but abnormal The cute white tender bun looked a few more times.
The clever eyes of the little guy seemed to find this big muscled grandpa, and his lively cracked mouth laughed more brilliantly, even making a creaking noise.
To the pair of eyes that have not been contaminated by the dust of the world, pure and innocent and clear, with such agility and cuteness, the eyes of Meng Guang's big copper bells full of momentum are actually softened by three points?
Meng Xin has always been afraid of his grandfather being unhappy, so he turned his head and stared at him from time to time, fearing that he would get angry because of something, how could he think that there was a hint of love in his grandfather's eyes? Busy looking down at his eyes, isn't that the younger brother Meng An grabbed the soft and adorable little baby boy in his hand?
It was at this time that there was a black mole on the left temple with a sneer on the corner of his mouth. "Unfortunately, such a good-looking child has no power!"
As soon as this remark came out, the originally lively environment became a bit weird.
"Feng Yuan, just a child. As you say, ordinary people can't live?" Another 24-year-old woman with a slightly ordinary look, but with good skin, couldn't help saying.
Feng Yuan, the black mole on the left temple, scoffed.
The ordinary-looking woman, who was so angry with her skin, groaned coldly, "Aren't your brothers-in-laws also ordinary people?"
Feng Yuan's face was instantly ugly, and with a trace of anger, he stared tightly at the woman in front of him.
"Sister Liu Li ... don't say it." The fifteen-year-old boy, who was looking at the side, could not help but persuade.
The eyes of Liu Li stared at Feng Yuan, and then a flash of contempt flashed, not wanting to embarrass each.
She did n’t understand. This little, soft baby is so cute. It ’s been two months since the end of the world. It ’s so good. There is another mother of the eighth-level ability, and the uncle of the tenth-level ability. Master, the uncle of the ninth-level ability, and an aunt who can speak well, what if there is no ability? He will live better than anyone in this end time.
Besides, now that they are still guests in their camps, they are about to eat their food.