The Apocalyptic Boss Raises Buns In the Interstellar

Si Lingling looked at the two brothers, and the corners of her lips raised slightly: "No need, revenge, I have already reported it."

"what?"

The two brothers looked at her in astonishment, while Ding Fengying and Mrs. Chill looked at her in confusion.

They really don't know when she went out to avenge her revenge.

Only Jun Moyao heard this, with an indescribably gentle and natural smile on his face.

Si Lingling glanced at the reaction of the man beside her, seeing his charming smile, her heart beat wildly.

Pretending to find nothing, he looked at his mother and two brothers: "Why is there such a big reaction?"

"Back when Jun Moyao helped me capture those slaves, I took the opportunity to give them double the actions they wanted to do to me."

Everyone: "..." How do you pay back double?

Regarding this matter, Jun Mo Yao is actually very curious.

Because when I received the news and sent people to deal with this matter, I found that although those people were not dead, everyone had deep fear on their faces.

The person who came out to do this brought back the photo, but Jun Mo Yao casually glanced at it in disgust, and then destroyed it.

Hearing Si Lingling talk about this matter now, the man couldn't help but look at her.

Facing everyone's curious eyes, Si Lingling didn't go into too much detail, but said lightly: "Our Longxia is a country of etiquette, and we pay attention to courtesy and reciprocity."

"Since they wanted to destroy my reputation and image at the beginning, they even used poison to destroy my genes afterwards."

Speaking of this, a chill flashed in Si Lingling's eyes, and she said softly: "Then I will let them taste the reciprocity of my state of etiquette."

"Sister, your smile makes me feel uncomfortable."

After all, Si Chaochao was young. Seeing Si Lingling like this, he couldn't help shivering, "Don't show such a smile in the future, okay?"

"You're just a little smart."

Facing her younger brother's words, Si Lingling raised her arm and rubbed against his head, "Don't worry, as long as no one offends me, this kind of thing won't happen again."

Jun Mo Yao: "... an evil person like that,

Doubling down on giving them back what they want to do. "

Indeed, if she had met someone other than herself, what would have happened?

Feeling what she said for herself in front of her relatives, Jun Moyao couldn't help feeling warm in his heart.

Leng Zheng'ao looked at Jun Moyao: "You still look like a man."

Jun Moyao smiled gently: "I am a man, why do I still use the word 'like'?"

He is willing to treat Linger's brothers with enough sincerity.

"By the way, sister."

Leng Zheng'ao was too lazy to talk nonsense with that man, so he changed the subject, "I've been back for so long, why haven't I seen my two obedient little nephews?"

This question is actually what Jun Mo Yao wants to know.

So he also looked expectantly at Si Lingling, waiting for her answer.

When it comes to children, Si Lingling's smile softens: "They are playing with building blocks with a few younger brothers and sisters in the study."

In order to prepare this dinner, Si Lingling decided to ignore the demands of the audience in the live broadcast room.

What's more, children playing building blocks itself is a kind of educational game, which is good for children.

It would also be beneficial if someone on Xingxing.com learned how to play those building blocks.

The reason why I didn't accompany the children in person is because adults' thinking is relatively fixed, and it is not appropriate to participate too much in children's games.

Otherwise, this can prevent children from reaching their true potential.

Instead of letting children build blocks according to the teaching of adults, it is better to let them play freely.

Unexpectedly, they were talking about their children here, when suddenly a few childish cries came from the study room, as well as the voices of Liuliu and Jiujiu calling for their mother in surprise.