The Apocalyptic Boss Raises Buns In the Interstellar

Chapter 325: The Mysterious Beautiful Man

"The almighty master of the last days is raising buns in the interstellar ()"

"Another day of missing twin mothers."

"I'm now hoping that time will pass quickly. When it's night here and the daytime on Star 68, the mother of twins will figure it out and start broadcasting."

"I want to see the picture of twin mothers with twin babies living happily with the boss."

In short, each wish will have many similar bullet screens, which can be roughly divided into the following categories.

One is to taste the dishes of twin mothers.

The other is to hear the twin mother sing a lullaby or a lullaby.

The most practical one is to see twin mothers play with their children, and make some ancient toys that have been lost in the interstellar world.

Then there are romantics who want to see the warm, happy and sweet picture of their family of four.

"I'm afraid everyone is thinking too much."

At this moment, the barrage was sent out, "If the big brother really took the twin mother back to Shengruixing, it would be impossible for the society to be so quiet."

"It's true, but it's true. With the attitude of the boss towards the anchor's mother at that time, he couldn't have quietly taken the mother and child back."

Xing Yun is not Yun echoed, "I prefer that the anchor's mother is still in the same place, and the Master is still trying to figure out a way to integrate into them."

...

"Oh, didn't you find it?"

In a spacious and luxurious lounge of Sheng Rui Xing Brilliant Entertainment Building, a soft and soft voice sounded, "Is Star 68 big?"

The camera zoomed in, and I saw a spacious and luxurious rest center, where a top-level sleeping cabin was placed domineeringly.

On the custom-made massage chair next to the dormant cabin, a young man sat loosely.

This person's eyebrows are like willow leaves, but they are like the blade of a scabbard, flexible and sharp.

Her eyes are like cold stars, but bright like the scorching sun, charming without smiling.

The nose is like jade gallbladder, straight and delicate; the lips are like rouge, not smudged but vermilion.

It can be seen from this face that this is an extremely complicated and extremely contradictory beautiful young man.

At this moment, there was no expression on his beautiful face, just casually looking at the person with leopard prints between his eyebrows standing in front of him.

"Young...young master."

The leopard man knelt down in front of the young man with a plop, and tried to control his trembling voice, "It's my subordinates who are not good at work, please punish me."

"Punishment?"

The handsome man got up from the massage chair, and the massage chair also stopped working.

I saw him walking slowly in front of the leopard print man with his slender and well-proportioned legs.

Starlight flickered in his eyes, and he stared at the other party condescendingly: "I just asked you how big Star 68 is, and you want me to punish you?"

"Less... less, less... young master."

The leopard man swallowed secretly, and quickly replied, "Star 68 is not big, it is only one-eighth of Saint Rui star."

"Did you turn it over?"

The handsome man's voice was still soft and shallow, without the slightest emotion.

"no no."

The leopard-print man was trembling all over, and answered with difficulty, "The little ones...the little ones only...only searched for the core to the seventh area of ​​F."

"It can be regarded as searching all the inhabited places on star 68, but you can't find the person you want."

"As for the G area where the population is extinct, we haven't found it yet."

"Then why did you come back and tell me such nonsense?"

The handsome man's left hand turned into a big blood-eating mouth at some point, and it took a mouthful towards the leopard-printed man's forehead.

"Humph!"

With a muffled snort, the leopard-print man's body was on the verge of falling, but he persisted in not falling down.

As the blood-devouring mouth of the handsome man's left hand was bitten down one after another, the leopard-print man's face became paler and his breath became weaker and weaker.

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