The little turtle glared at Jiuying angrily, then looked at Ning Xi and Luo Yinhuang pitifully.

"Master, master, the nine bosses bullied me again."

Ning Xi is very fond of the little turtle, "Okay, in the future, Jiuying will be the eldest father, and you will be the second father!"

In addition to her and Xiao Huanghuang, it is also good to have two more godfathers to spoil the little meat ball.

The little turtle immediately jumped up happily, "I knew the master was the best."

Immediately, he asked a little puzzled: "The ninth boss is the eldest father, and I am the second father. What about the male master?"

"I'm his father." Luo Yinhuang said with a smile.

The earth and this world don't call Daddy anymore, but "Daddy".

Although Jiuying somewhat disliked the little turtle becoming the second father of the little meatball, but did not refute.

At this moment, the little meatball opened his eyes sleepily, looked at the few people in front of him, and suddenly let out a "giggling" laugh.

He is very beautiful and delicate, his eyes are big and bright, and his blackness is like the finest black pearls. Such a smile almost made everyone present.

This is also the difference between monks and ordinary people giving birth to children.

Because the nutrients and ingredients absorbed in the mother's body are different, the child born by the monk can open his eyes at birth, and he will not be wrinkled or red, and his spiritual orifices will be opened at birth.

Not to mention that the little meatball had already swallowed the energy of so much animal meat in Ningxi's stomach, and was born with intelligence, so the IQ was comparable to that of an ordinary two or three year old child.

The little meatball woke up and smiled happily at his father and godfather, which made the three big men who had cold and cold hearts soften their hearts.

"This little guy seems to like me very much!" Jiu Ying wanted to hug the little meat ball, but he didn't dare, for fear of accidentally pinching him.

Little Turtle jumped over, "Little Meatball likes me."

Luo Yinhuang's brows and eyes were soft, and he stretched out his paws and gently touched his son's little face, which attracted a burst of "giggling" laughter.

"He likes Dad." Luo Yinhuang teased with his claws, and the little meatball reached out and hugged his claws, enjoying the game.

Ning Xi's eyes were full of smiles, "This little guy is a little flatterer."

Coaxing these three men into happiness, that's not to be spoiled.

Jiuying glared at Ning Xi, "Are you such a mother? My little meatball is the cutest baby, not a little sycophant. He likes us as fathers."

Then he couldn't help but reached out and gently touched Little Meatball's red face, it was soft and glutinous, it was about to melt him.

The little turtle also jumped over, grew bigger and touched the little meatball's face with his paws, his face full of excitement and love, "The little meatball is so soft!"

In this way, the little meatball won the hearts of one father and two fathers as soon as he was born.

After a while, the little baby pursed his lips and began to cry.

Luo Yinhuang and Jiuying two monsters panicked, "What's wrong with the baby?"

"I must be hungry." Ning Xi sat up and held the baby in her arms, and the little meat ball arched towards her arms, as if looking for something to eat.

"You all go out." Ning Xi said to the three big men.

They also knew what Ning Xi was going to do, so they were taken out by Jiuying.

After a while, after hearing Ning Xi's voice, he returned to the room.

One person and two demons watched Little Meatball laugh happily in Ning Xi's arms, grabbed her sleeves with their hands to play, and breathed a sigh of relief.

It turned out to be really hungry, nothing else would be better!

Jiu Ying sat down and looked at the little meat ball in Ning Xi's arms, "This little guy is really talented, he was born in the qi refining stage."