The Apocalyptic Boss Raises Buns In the Interstellar

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Jun Moyao didn't see Xiaoxing's inner muttering.

Just when Xiao Xing was so nervous that he couldn't hold back anymore, he finally said quietly: "Oh? You're quite free."

"No no no."

When Xiaoxing heard the tone was wrong, he quickly flapped his wings: "Master, Xiaoxing is very busy these days."

"We need to help track down the beast that slipped through the net and plotted against the mistress."

"I also need to help calculate the ransom for everyone in the federal prison, so that they can feel heartache without letting the people behind them abandon them."

"By the way, Xiao Xing will also help to carefully review who can be released on bail, and who can't be released on bail no matter how much the ransom is paid."

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Jun Moyao: "Then why are you still doing this? Want me to kick you out?"

Damn, this smart butler is terrible, he really has no eyesight at all.

Didn't you see that he wanted to taste her loving food with his heart? Still talking so much here.

As for the fact that this delicacy was bought by spending tens of millions of star coins, he automatically ignored it.

What's more, the phrase "just this once" that Si Lingling said before cooking for him was automatically ignored by him.

In his mind, as long as he wants to eat, there will always be a way.

Xiaoxing heard the strong disgust in his master's tone, and quickly disappeared into the room.

Before disappearing, I did not forget to shrink the robot shell and take it away.

It was finally quiet in front of him, and Jun Moyao then withdrew his gaze to observe the perfect-looking food in the lunch box.

On the lid of the box, there is actually a spoon and a pair of chopsticks.

He had seen these things in the live broadcast room before.

I also witnessed Si Lingling using it.

At that time, he didn't know why he deliberately found something similar,

Practiced according to the method she taught the audience in the live broadcast room.

Seeing this kind of thing brought in the lunch box now, the corners of Jun Moyao's lips raised unconsciously: "Opportunities are indeed for those who are prepared."

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For the next few days, Si Lingling didn't start the live broadcast.

Even if the editor of Xingwang wanted to contact her, Si Lingling, who was not on Xingwang, would not be able to see her.

But even so, her live broadcast room is still the most lively.

Those people would rather post barrage on a black screen at the twin mothers than watch the singing and dancing shows of the past.

"Oh~ I miss the eighth day of the anchor mother."

A starry barrage instantly resonated with the audience.

"Isn't it? I haven't seen the twin mother for eight days, and I don't know if she will broadcast live today."

"I want to know how old the two babies are now?"

"Before the anchor's mother stopped broadcasting, she said that she would take the baby outside to see the world. I don't know what kind of world the anchor's mother will show them?"

"I also want to know how magnificent and colorful the world is in the eyes of the host's mother?"

"Don't think about it, since the anchor's mother is unwilling to broadcast the content, this must be her family's secret."

"Unless you want to remember the untold secret of the host's mother's family, you'd better not think about it."

"Quickly save it, I still miss the untold secret of the host's mother's family."

Xingyun is not Yun sending out a barrage, "Everyone, have you forgotten that eight days ago, the mother of the anchor played hundreds of thousands of star people around?"

As soon as these words came out, there was a brief pause in the barrage in the black screen.

Immediately afterwards, more frenzied and enthusiastic barrages were sent out as quickly as no money.

The mental strength and eyesight are not good enough, so I can't see clearly what everyone is saying.

In a certain small apartment on Star 3, Shen Minjiao stared at the black screen flickering in front of her eyes, her small mouth pursed in aggrieved manner.

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