The Apocalyptic Boss Raises Buns In the Interstellar

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

Whether it's Si's father slapping his son casually, or Si's mother's eyes when she scolded her son for being naughty, or Si Ling's special way of teaching her younger brother.

It made Jun Mo Yao feel something called family affection lingering in his heart.

Especially the tacit understanding between siblings.

To be precise, the sister and brother understand each other's dialogue very well, allowing Jun Moyao to experience the correct way to open up the relationship between sister and brother.

Thinking of this, he unconsciously looked at the twin girls at the other table who were being taken care of by Jian Niu.

"Ah, ah, woo."

It just so happened that Jiujiu snatched a piece of shredded vegetable from his brother and put it in his mouth.

Liu Liu was robbed of Caisi, so she raised her hand and beat her sister down: "Ah, ah, ah... harm."

Stubborn Niu quickly put down the small bowls and chopsticks in his hands, and hurried to appease the siblings: "Master, miss, let's not fight."

"Look quickly, there are a lot of delicious food here, you don't need to grab it, it's enough for you to eat."

"Hey, let's have our own food, shall we?"

While speaking, he picked up another pair of bowls and chopsticks and showed it to Jiujiu, "Look, this is Miss Jiujiu's, let's not grab brother's, okay?"

"Ah woo~"

Jiujiu opened his mouth to scream, but there was still a shredded vegetable in his mouth, so he quickly shut up and began to chew carefully.

Seeing this, Jian Niu smiled naively, put down Jiujiu's bowl and chopsticks, and held up Liu Liu to appease him: "Master Liu Liu, you still have some in this bowl."

"The young master is a man, let's not argue with my sister, come on, feed the stubborn cow to the young master."

Unexpectedly, in the next second, Jiujiu reached out to grab a piece of leafy vegetable from his bowl and handed it to his brother: "Ah~ Qi."

Liu Liu turned his head back slightly, and after seeing clearly what his sister was holding, he naturally opened his mouth to eat the vegetable leaves handed over by his sister.

Then the siblings looked at each other and smiled.

The small mouth is chattering, eating with relish, not to mention how warm and harmonious it is.

When Jun Moyao saw this scene, his eyes shone with excitement, and at the same time, his heart was unconsciously excited.

Perhaps, this is the correct way to get along with brothers and sisters.

This is the legendary family love.

Unconsciously, the adjective in the ancient classics appeared in my mind: sympathy as brothers and sisters.

At this moment, Jun Moyao has personally witnessed the true meaning of this word.

"Mr. Jun, I offer you a toast."

Si Chongzu's voice awakened Jun Moyao from a certain state.

He quickly retracted his gaze, picked up the wine glass, and when he looked up, he found Si Chongzu was raising his glass with both hands, waiting for him.

When the young man got excited, he held the cup with both hands and stood up from the chair: "You should be respected by the junior."

After the words fell, the man was about to take back the wine glass in his hand, but saw Si Chongzu also standing up at this moment.

The wine glass in his hand was passed to him again.

Jun Moyao blinked, quickly realized, and also handed his cup forward.

"clang."

Coincidentally, two small wine glasses touched each other lightly in mid-air, making a crisp and pleasant sound.

This melodious voice made the one or two people who were toasting each other slightly startled, and at the same time made everyone sitting around them slightly startled.

nice!

Si Lingling's movements were slightly stagnant.

She blinked, looked at the two cups that seemed to be glued together above the dining table, and opened her mouth slightly.

Then he couldn't help laughing, and reminded half-jokingly: "Dad, are you trying to make this moment a historical sculpture?"

"Ah I……"

Si Chongzu was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and looked at Jun Moyao. His previous defense seemed to have been reduced by the sound of the 'dang'.

"Please, Mr. Jun!"

"Uncle, please!"

The two of them made this action and said this sentence almost at the same time.