The Apocalyptic Boss Raises Buns In the Interstellar

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

What Si Lingling didn't know was that when she read the private message in the live broadcast room.

Those who have been paying attention to her dynamics have discovered it immediately.

Because, they found that the private message they sent to the twin mother showed a read status.

This discovery made the live broadcast room with a black screen quiet down.

I even forgot to post the barrage.

After an unknown amount of time, someone finally sent out a barrage weakly:

"Did I read it wrong? The private message I sent to the host's mother a month ago actually showed the status of 'read' just now?"

"Upstairs, I'm afraid you read it right, or I might have read it wrong, because mine also showed those two words."

"Really, really? I thought my eyes were wrong just now, and now I'm almost rubbing my eyes so that it's not my own."

"Oh my god, I didn't expect that the host's mother would suddenly enter the live broadcast room to turn cards.!! I'm so excited."

"Mine is also displayed as 'read'. That is a private message I sent two months ago!"

"Suddenly I feel so happy! I finally waited until the host's mother flopped."

"I just don't know if the host's mother will reply to us? If so, what will she say?"

"Oh my god, the host's mother is so popular, I'm afraid that many people have sent her private messages in the past few months."

Fanxingsijin hurriedly said, "There are so many private messages, if the host's mother replies one by one, won't there be any problems?"

"Oh, then I hope the host mother doesn't reply to all of them, just reply to mine."

"Tch, why only reply to you? If the host's mother wants to reply, she only needs to reply to me."

"Upstairs, do you think too much?"

Xingyun is not Yun's grandfather, "The anchor is afraid that no one will reply. At most, she will open a live broadcast to give everyone a unified reply, so that everyone can have fun secretly."

"Even if it is a unified reply in the live broadcast room, I am also happy."

"Tell me, what did everyone say in the private message? Let's see how likely the host's mother is to reply in unison?"

As soon as this sentence came out, the barrage in the live broadcast room went silent.

Who will tell everyone the unspeakable things I told the anchor's mother.

Si Lingling was too busy reading private messages to pay attention to everyone.

No, she was too busy to find out all the private messages sent by that strange ID and read them carefully.

Only then did I confirm that I was not dazzled, nor was it an illusion caused by too much guilt.

The ID in front of him who started sending private messages to him half a month ago is actually the young man he is familiar with.

After confirming this, even a calm person like Si Lingling couldn't help shaking with excitement.

In the tragic battle, a thin and clever figure appeared in the woman's mind, always guarding behind her.

Covered in blood, he shielded himself from the danger from behind.

Even if he ran out of abilities, he would still rush forward, using his flesh and blood to stand in front of the monsters.

"Oh, you silly boy."

There was a sparkle in Si Lingling's eyes, and she murmured in a low voice, "When did you come to Interstellar? Did everyone else come?"

She covered her mouth and nose, sniffing.

Pressing back the tears in his eyes, he quickly replied to Ni Rising-Zheng Ao's private message: "Silly boy, where are you?"

"Do you still remember our Nijue family?"

Star No. 88, Leng Zhengao, who was assigning tasks to his subordinates and arranging work, suddenly heard the exclusive ringtone he set for that person.

He quickly got up and said, "Okay, everyone should do their jobs well."

After the words fell, the video conference was closed without hesitation, and immediately opened the communication...