The Apocalyptic Boss Raises Buns In the Interstellar

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

Si Chaoyue was also frightened by his niece's behavior just now.

Now that he confirmed that his father had snatched his niece back in time, the boy secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

Hearing Jun Moyao ask such a question, he couldn't help saying: "My sister's delicious food, no matter how many star coins you have, you can't buy it outside."

"you're right."

Jun Moyao didn't care about Si Chaoyue's run, and echoed, "Except for Lingling, there is really no one in the interstellar who can make such delicious food."

"Hmph, don't think we'll give you a chance just by saying that."

Although Si Chaoyue felt that it was nice to have a respected brother-in-law, his tone did not intend to please him at all.

"Anyway, except for the natural ingredients that my sister traded with you, you don't want to take away any of them."

Including my nephew.

Of course, the young man was not stupid enough to say the latter sentence.

Jun Moyao heard that there was something in his brother-in-law's words, and he couldn't help but smiled gently: "Don't worry, I won't take any of your family away."

I just want to fit in with you and be part of your family.

He didn't intend to take anyone away, nor did he intend to hurt anyone.

"You'd better remember that."

Si Chaoyue was quite satisfied with his answer, "Otherwise, even if you can help me get into the high school attached to the Federal Academy, I won't talk to you anymore."

Jun Moyao was amused by the young man's silly words: "I, Jun Moyao, keep what I say, and I promise not to go back on my word."

Of course, if possible, he would like to take a heart.

That 'heart' that is cold in front of outsiders and gentle and kind in front of relatives.

Thinking of this, the man unconsciously looked towards the kitchen.

A fragrance gradually filled the air.

A deep and greedy breath suddenly sounded in his ear.

Jun Moyao gave the people around him a look of disgust, warning him to be more reserved.

Anyway, he is a general of the Federation, so worthless, he will be embarrassed to take him out in the future.

Jons was stared inexplicably.

Unconvinced, he slandered: "My lord, what do you mean? Why don't you just take a breath, why are you staring at me?"

"I'm too slow to hug my daughter, take it out on me, that's it."

Jun Moyao couldn't hear his voice, so he gave the other party a warning look, and he couldn't help swallowing secretly.

I can't wait to have a pair of magical perspective eyes, and I can see the beautiful figure who is busy in the kitchen.

Unfortunately, no matter how advanced interstellar technology is, no one dares to develop such a thing.

Whether it is the interstellar law or the protection of the privacy rights of the star people, they do not want this kind of terrible thing to be developed.

Therefore, no one dares to research the knowledge about the perspective system casually.

However, if people with strong mental power want to check something, they can understand what they want to know without disturbing anyone.

Therefore, under the premise that big people don't care about perspective or not, no one really dares to touch the bottom line of all creatures.

Jun Moyao just had an unrealistic idea just at that moment.

He is sure that with Si Ling's character, once he knows that he dares to use that kind of thing to see through the wall to see himself...

I'm afraid that I will never get within a hundred meters of her from now on.

Jons: "..." Sure enough, I guessed it right.

The lord did not get the approval of the mistress, so he took all the depression in his heart on himself.

"Ready to eat."

Fortunately, at this time, Zhuang Niu came out with two large plates of cold dishes, and said with a happy face, "Everyone is lucky today, the master has made a lot of new dishes."

Si Chaoyue: "Really, then I will eat more today."

While talking, the boy was not idle, and hurried forward to help clear the dining table.