The Apocalyptic Boss Raises Buns In the Interstellar

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

Seeing that Si Lingling didn't open the box to look at the contents in person, Jun Moyao felt a little inexplicably lost.

Suddenly, he couldn't help laughing secretly.

What's the matter with me? Don't you really think that Si Ling can solve the problem that so many bio-energy scientists in Interstellar can't solve it?

But thinking of his ability to easily solve the invisible tracker without using genes before, Jun Moyao felt that it was not impossible.

Si Lingling didn't study the complicated changes in Jun Moyao's heart.

As long as the general Joens in front of her doesn't mention any life-saving grace to her, she will feel relieved.

"Come, come, try my pastries and Tieguanyin tea, and see if you are used to drinking it?"

As a result of being relaxed all over the body, they began to warmly entertain them with tea and pastries.

Jun Moyao looked at the well-arranged and delicately crafted pastries on the plate.

Unconsciously, she and his two children came to mind: "By the way, why haven't you seen your relatives?"

He didn't ask the child directly, so as not to touch the woman's nerves and drive him out mercilessly.

"Are they still used to living here?"

Si Lingling: "Well, thank you."

Faced with this man deliberately mentioning about her parents and brother, Si Lingling couldn't help but feel that he wanted to make too much demands on herself.

Therefore, the tone seemed very flat, and somewhat alienated and vigilant.

Unexpectedly, Jun Mo Yao listened to her bland and alienated answer, and smiled completely indifferently: "Then I can rest assured."

After saying that, he lowered his head and touched the soft sofa under him, and said casually: "The furnishings of your house are different from those of everyone in the interstellar world."

Si Lingling: "...Really."

Listening to the conversation between these two people who were not on the same channel at all, Jons secretly worried for them.

Especially the lord around him.

Don't you want to enter Ms. Si's life?

What's the point of saying some of these?

He wanted to help out, but Jun Moyao's casual look scared him back.

He could only hang his head slightly, muttering to himself: "Well, we dare not say it, and we can't get involved."

"You should deal with your own affairs."

Jun Moyao ignored Jon's mental activities.

Hearing the perfunctory in Si Lingling's tone, the corners of his lips raised slightly: "Yes."

"However, sitting on it today feels more comfortable than interstellar high-tech chairs or dormancy cabins."

Mrs. Chill and Stubborn Bull listened to this conversation, and they looked at each other calmly.

I feel in my heart that there is a big gap between this big boss and the big boss in their impression.

The lord who once announced the New Deal in a powerful and irrefutable manner on the Interstellar Federation boss is completely different from the one in front of him.

If he hadn't witnessed General Jons not daring to speak nonsense in front of him.

They were afraid that they would really think that this person in front of them is really two completely different people from His Excellency.

Si Lingling was noncommittal to Jun Moyao's words, she smiled slightly and said, "I don't know about that."

"I and my whole family have never used those high-tech items that you often use."

Jun Moyao: "..." I've been chatting to death today.

After a short silence, he said again: "I guess you don't like that kind of cold stuff."

"Especially in this kind of weather, no matter how advanced something like that is, no matter how high-tech it feels, it's still not human-like."

Si Lingling: "..." What does this guy mean?

Missing my sofa? Or are you thinking about the whole set of furniture in my house?