The Apocalyptic Boss Raises Buns In the Interstellar

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

After the words fell, Jun Moyao and Si Chongzu looked at each other and smiled.

In the laughter, there is a faint feeling of sympathy flowing between each other.

The two took back their wine glasses and drank it down very simply.

"Cough cough cough..."

Because they drank too fast, Si Chongzu and Jun Moyao coughed unpreparedly.

Both of them opened their mouths slightly, fanning the wind with their hands to alleviate the spicy taste in their mouths.

"This alcohol...cough cough cough...why is it so spicy?"

While fanning the wind, Si Chongzu still didn't forget to comment on a few people while coughing, "Ling'er, how do you make this wine? Why is it so...cough cough cough...spicy?"

Si Lingling gracefully held her wine glass and drank lightly.

Eyes closed slightly intoxicated: "There are many ways to make wine."

"This wine today is a rich and mellow wine that has been cellared for a long time. Is it normal to have a strong and spicy taste?"

Jun Moyao and Si Chongzu saw a reason from her drinking movements.

Wine is for savoring, not for drinking.

Look at Ling'er in front of her, this action, this enjoyment, this intoxicated appearance, really directly slapped the two men in the face.

Obviously, Si Lingling took out the space to store the old wine for countless years, not for the purpose of cultivating a group of drunkards.

"Uncle, drink some soup."

Seeing this, Jun Moyao knew that Si Ling didn't like the way he and Si Fu drank just now.

So wisely took an unused soup bowl and filled half a bowl of soup for Si Chongzu, and handed it over with both hands, "Drink some soup, it should be better."

Si Chongzu: "Thank you, Mr. Jun!"

After the words fell, while receiving the soup, he also handed over the unused soup bowl in front of him.

The two tacitly sat back at the table and bowed their heads silently.

"My lord, you can also drink some soup."

When Jun Moyao served Si Chongzu the soup, Jons had already served him the soup.

Seeing him sitting back, he quickly handed over the soup bowl.

"thanks!"

Jun Moyao was not polite to Jons, and handed him the soup bowl in front of him, then bowed his head and drank the soup silently.

"My lord, you don't have to be polite to me."

Jons was not used to listening to Jun Moyao thanking himself.

A blush appeared on the old face unconsciously.

Seeing this, Si Lingling looked away silently, picked up the wine glass in front of her, and took another sip.

In a blink of an eye, he winked at his mother, signaling her not to be too reserved, but to eat and drink.

As long as it does not affect the guests' enjoyment of food, it is not considered to be neglecting the guests.

As soon as the experience came out, both the host and the guest seemed very restrained.

The food is delicious, and no one is too eager, so there is a situation of many people scrambling for it.

After all, Si Lingling put a lot of effort into cooking more than thirty dishes today.

What's more, one party is the guest, and the other party is the host who entertains the guest.

Both sides behaved very decently.

The wine was delicious, and no one dared to drink it like the two before, and then was choked to the point of discomfort.

With a meal, the guests and hosts enjoy themselves; with a bottle of wine, the distinguished guests are ecstatic.

After the meal, Si Lingling asked the nanny robot to deliver a hangover drink and a bright red sandy sweet watermelon.

"What is this? Why is it so beautiful?"

Jons carefully picked up a small red stuffed watermelon, smelled it curiously, and didn't know how to eat it.

Si Lingling smiled and said: "This is called watermelon, a fruit that can relieve summer heat."

After saying that, he picked up a piece casually, put it in his mouth, took a bite of the stuffed fruit, and chewed it lightly.

At the same time, he picked up small pieces of watermelon at the corner and gave them to the two children respectively, and said with a gentle smile, "Come on, eat slowly."