The Apocalyptic Boss Raises Buns In the Interstellar

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

Si Lingling got up with the child in her arms, and said with a relaxed smile, "My plan is to raise the children quietly."

"Trust me, nothing will happen."

Seeing what her parents and brothers wanted to say, Si Lingling interrupted them, "It's really not as serious as you imagined."

"If you don't believe me, go downstairs with me and have a look."

As he spoke, he put the child who had already burped into the stroller, and walked out the door after carrying it.

"Sister, let me come."

Seeing this, Si Chao hurriedly stepped forward to help, "Seeing you moving around like this, I feel tired for you."

"Where is this going?"

That being said, she gave the stroller to her brother anyway.

Turning to look at parents: "By the way, where is Kayla?"

"They went to watch anime in your brother's room."

Ding Fengying replied, and then asked anxiously, "Ling'er, is it appropriate for us to go down?"

After all, those two are the two most powerful people in the Interstellar Federation.

Having lived for decades, I have never even met a small city lord. I feel a little guilty when I suddenly want them to meet such a big person.

"Nothing inappropriate."

Si Lingling smiled, looked up to the third floor, her voice twisted into a thread, and was directly transmitted to Kaila's ears through mental power, "Kayla, take my brother downstairs."

After finishing this, he stretched out his hand to hold his mother's arm and said, "We are human beings, and they are also human beings."

"It's not normal for people to meet each other."

Since Jun Moyao entered the door, he sat on the sofa with a serious face.

Ignoring Jon's probing eyes, and even the delicious pastries on the coffee table.

Although his eyes were not squinted, his ears were pricked up, always paying attention to the movement upstairs.

His fingers were crossed in front of him, his eyes crossed his hands and stared at the ground, wondering what he was thinking.

The slender fingers twisted unintentionally, which showed that he was not as calm and composed as he appeared on the surface.

Where Si Lingling was, he didn't dare to use his mental power.

In the previous few contacts, Jun Moyao could feel that although Si Lingling hadn't awakened the genes of the spiritual department, her spiritual power was not lower than her own.

In order to avoid unnecessary misunderstanding, he can't do anything that disgusts her.

Suddenly, the man's ear moved.

The originally downcast eyes suddenly lifted up to look towards the direction of the stairs.

The first thing that catches the eyelids is a thin and frail figure.

Then came the baby carriage carried by the figure, and the two children who sat safely in the carriage and played.

Babbling and babbling baby words can be heard in my ears, like the sound of nature.

That's right, the child's immature voice, in Jun Moyao's ears, is more beautiful than Tian Lai.

Seeing this, the man stood up from the sofa excitedly.

Staring at the pair of little buns in the car, he even took a few steps towards that side unconsciously.

At this moment, he completely lost his composure as a high-ranking federal official.

Some are the excitement and apprehension of being a father for the first time, and there is also a little bit of confusion.

I have never been a father, and StarCraft has no good example.

Therefore, he really didn't know how to become a qualified father.

What should a truly qualified father do for his children?

It's just that when he felt a few vigilant and alienated eyes, he stopped unconsciously.

Looking away from the children, I saw Si Lingling holding her mother's hand and coming downstairs with her father.

"Ling...Si Ling, these people are..."

Habitually wanted to call Ling'er, but thought of her warning at the entrance of the cellar, quickly changed her words, and looked at Si Pa Sima and the others.