All Stars Are My Food Fans

Not only was he not afraid, but he also took the initiative to come up.

Mo Si didn't know where he took out a black and white, fluffy panda one-piece pajamas! ?

"Can I show you this dress?"

"!"

"If you're going to use this for your meal, I think it's fine." She was serious.

Mo Si nodded, looking well-behaved, "In exchange, Qiuqiu will also wear it for me."

"Can!"

Reach a consensus on pajama play.

On Saturday and Sunday, suddenly there is color.

After tacitly confirming the tune of the weekend, Mosi asked Qiuqiu if he wanted to live stream online tomorrow.

"Ah? You already know? Did the company announce the time on Xingwang?"

"Well." Mo Si nodded, "I saw it on your company's account. You just upgraded. Can you live stream for three hours in a row? Can you stand it?"

"Okay, cooking, for me, it's as simple as eating and drinking water." She made brown sugar steamed buns for so long in Q3, and she got itchy, "I can't help but want to make something complicated and delicious. It's gone!"

He felt that it was a tiring battle, but in the eyes of his sweetheart, it was a journey of relaxation.

"You can bear it."

Now that he mentioned the live broadcast, Qiuqiu couldn't help thinking of the current predicament that Xinxing was facing, "That's right, Mo Sisi, do you have any mechanical brains in the military? It's the kind with a slightly higher level."

Qiuqiu told Mo Si about the fact that Xinxing's hardware facilities could not keep up, "Can Xinxing buy it?"

"Yes, yes, there are tenth-level ones."

The military should be the place that stores the most level ten mechanical brains.

Because the mecha needs to be driven by a mechanical brain.

However, the tenth-level mechanical brain is neither borrowed nor sold, and the military does not bother to do this kind of business at all.

After Mo Si said that it was not for sale, Qiuqiu died and didn't want this.

"you want?"

"No, no, no, if you can sell it, you will. If you can't, forget it."

"Don't worry about your company." Mo Si seemed to know something.

"? Why don't you worry about it?"

"Someone will come to you and cooperate with you. But it will take a little time."

"?"

Take the initiative to come to the door to cooperate?

Qiuqiu thought for a while, the military came to cooperate at this time-

"Could it be that you want to try to see if the data can really restore your mental state? Then the soldiers make up their state while training?"

"Yes." Mo Si gave a positive answer, "In fact, someone has already done this."

Such as ink heart.

"It's just that this time it's a more standardized discussion of cooperation."

"Then I don't have to worry about it, or it will feel weird every time I want to stop the broadcast of other people."

After she finished speaking, the two of them looked at the time again and found that in the blink of an eye, it was 11:30. Qiuqiu was considered to be "healing at the beginning of the illness", and Mosi of the health school felt that it was very late and it was time to rest.

He said the common phrase again, "It's time to rest, go to bed early."

"Okay, okay, I got it! I'm a little sleepy, and so are you. You just came back from there, so you should go to bed earlier and rest earlier."

"Wait for me to go to the stars on Saturday to spoil you, you know?"

"Yeah. I know."

Communication is cut off.

Jiang Qiuqiu, who pushed open the bathroom door to the dormitory, exuded the smell of spring all over his body.

Several people thought that Qiuqiu should like this boyfriend very much.

Just chatting, so happy.