Zhu Shuaiyi exchanged glances with Meng Xin and others, showing helplessness.
"You're at such a high level now, do you really understand your own power?" Bai Xiaoxi was an experienced person. After wiping the sword, she pinched the little guy's chubby hand and asked, "Do you want to run by yourself or do you want me to take you with me?"
"I want to walk by myself!" The little guy was small, so he might need several steps for every one of their steps. Naturally, he would be much more tired than them. But he was now at level 40, which was not a level lower than Zhu Shuaiyi and others. The higher the level, the stronger the power would be.
More importantly, the little meatball’s meridians have been opened up a lot.
How old was he, after all? When he was promoted, he invisibly opened up on his own, so the energy contained in him was no less than that of a normal two-element psychic.
Although Bai Xiaoxi didn't know about the meridians in his body, she knew the level of his current supernatural power. She stretched out her hand and said, "In that case, I'll keep your little milk bottle and the candy that Sister Meng Xin and Brother Zhu Shuaiyi gave you with me!"
When the little guy heard this, he reflexively hugged his small bag and stared at Bai Xiaoxi with his round eyes, as if he was a bad guy who came to steal his things.
Bai Xiaoxi suddenly felt a headache. She didn't know who this little guy inherited his genes from. He had never seen his mother like eating so much.
"You can't eat while running!"
After hearing this, the little meatball finally breathed a sigh of relief and happily hugged the small backpack, "Don't worry, uncle, I definitely won't eat it!"
Looking at the little guy staring with his big round eyes, he looked quite innocent, yet determined.
The corner of Bai Xiaoxi's mouth twitched. It was impossible for her to believe him. He would only do what he said in front of Bai Ling, Li Zhenghao and his mother.
So he looked at Bai Shan beside him as if asking for help.
Bai Shan is now becoming more and more strict with Xiao Rouqiu, and she glanced at Xiao Rouqiu with a serious look.
Little Rouqiu shuddered and put on a flattering smile. Finally, he took down his small bag and placed it solemnly in Bai Xiaoxi's hand, muttering, "Uncle, you must never steal little Rouqiu's food!"
Bai Xiaoxi looked at the little guy speechlessly. It seemed that in his eyes, everyone was as eager to eat as he was. He pinched his white and tender little face, which was soft and smooth, and he inherited his mother's appearance.
That’s right, the little ball is now looking more and more like his mother Bai Shan, so he is very beautiful. It can only be said that children’s appearance really changes every day. “Little foodie, if you keep eating, you will really grow into a little fat boy!”
Hearing Bai Xiaoxi say this, Little Meatball immediately looked at his own body. Because he was small, his flesh was soft and plump. Strictly speaking, he was not fat. His flesh was white and tender, and he looked very pleasing.
"Auntie, is Little Meatball a little fat boy?"
Bai Ling looked down at the little guy's chubby little hands pulling at the hem of her clothes. Her round eyes were watery, and she was obviously very upset about the word "little fat boy".
"No!" Bai Ling said softly, stroking his soft hair, "Little Meatball is the cutest and the most handsome!"
As soon as these words came out, the little guy immediately showed a mouthful of small pearly white teeth, looking extremely cute. His round eyes did not forget to glance at Bai Xiaoxi, as if to say, "Uncle, you have poor aesthetic taste."
Meng Xin, who was watching from the side, felt itchy and wanted to go over and pinch the little guy's soft flesh immediately.
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