The Apocalyptic Boss Raises Buns In the Interstellar

At this moment, Jun Mo Yao focused all his attention on the sides of his body.

While being fresh and natural, the cool wind and snow fell on his body, and the moment he touched his skin, he felt every cell in his body beating happily with excitement.

On the other side, it's the complete opposite.

The air was stale and oppressive, and the wind and snow were mixed with a biting chill full of interstellar characteristics.

And many dark matter that disgust cells and genes.

This strong contrast made Jun Moyao shocked and puzzled...

How does Linger do it...

Let such an area of ​​space pollution be completely cleared?

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Before Jun Moyao could figure out why, he found that the abnormal Leng Zheng'ao had stopped having fun in the snow, and when he turned around, he saw him standing in the distance and not coming over.

Leng Zheng'ao came back curiously, and put his handsome face in front of Jun Moyao: "Hey, I said, Your Majesty, what are you doing?"

"Ah? Ah, it's the Zhengao."

Jun Mo Yao was not annoyed when he disturbed him, instead he smiled all over his face, "Come on, come here and feel like I do."

While speaking, Jun Moyao had reopened the anti-dark matter and anti-radiation systems, and at the same time stepped aside a bit, signaling Leng Zheng'ao to stand where he was just now.

Leng Zheng'ao glanced at him in disgust: "Why? I'm not that boring."

"Isn't it just that the outside is suffocatingly dirty, and the inside is so fresh and joyful, do you need to experience it in a self-harming way?"

"What a fuss."

After saying that, without waiting for Jun Moyao's reaction, he turned around and walked in.

He still didn't forget to urge: "Hurry up, don't make my sister wait for us."

Looking at the tall and straight figure, Jun Moyao exuded a kind of ease and comfort when entering the house, and he couldn't help feeling envious in his heart.

Is this, or is it the feeling of coming home?

take a deep breath,

Jun Moyao hastened to catch up with Leng Zheng'ao.

The smile on his face deepened and he said, "Let's go, we're going home."

Listening to what he said, Leng Zheng'ao couldn't help rolling his eyes.

This guy is always showing that the relationship between himself and his sister is extraordinary.

That's his Leng Zheng'ao's home in front, when was this guy's home?

What a face.

Jun Moyao ignored Leng Zhengao's complaints, and still talked to him happily: "By the way, Zhengao, how did you recognize this snow-white thing as snow?"

Leng Zheng'ao looked at him like a fool: "You describe it as snow-white, so what is it if it's not snow?"

Jun Moyao: "..." It makes sense, but he was speechless.

The two of them didn't speak for a while, they only heard the creaking sound of their feet in the snow.

Especially Leng Zhengao...

He remembered that the last time he walked in the snow and listened to this sound was back when he was four or five years old.

The end of the world has not yet come there, and he still has his parents and relatives.

It was also that winter, when her parents took her back to her ancestral home in the north for the Spring Festival, it happened to be snowing heavily.

At that time, he was also like this. He was so excited that he ignored the cold and ran to his knees in the snow and stepped on it.

I like the feeling of stepping into the soft snow and sinking deeply.

It was an indescribable happiness.

Unexpectedly, after so many years, in this extremely harsh interstellar environment, he could enjoy this childlike fun again.

Jun Mo Yao didn't understand what he was thinking.

Seeing him stepping on the snow and walking in silence, he couldn't help asking curiously: "Why don't you use the mecha and fly over quickly?"

"Tch, there are some things you don't understand at all."