The Apocalyptic Boss Raises Buns In the Interstellar

"Madam, you and Miss Young Master please, we have prepared a separate lounge for you."

"Ling'er, he is the new president of the entertainment platform, named Qin Le."

Under Si Lingling's gaze, Jun Moyao introduced to her, "You can call him A Le or Xiao Qin."

Si Lingling nodded: "Hello Mr. Qin, thank you for your trouble, just find a staff member to take us there."

Si Lingling didn't take Jun Moyao's introduction seriously.

She is not his, why should she listen to his arrangements?

The mother and son followed Qin Le to the lounge specially prepared for them, and found that the decoration inside was very simple.

Apart from a dressing table, there are only two sleeping chairs.

Qin Le hurriedly said: "Madam, you should take a rest here first. If you need to do styling, there will be someone here waiting for instructions at any time."

Si Lingling: "It's unnecessary."

After a slight pause, she added: "Of course, for the sake of the stage effect, I will put on my own makeup and go on stage."

"it is good."

Hearing what she said, Qin Le didn't insist, "That's it, the little one won't disturb your rest. If you need anything, just call here."

"Thank you, you took the trouble."

Si Lingling nodded politely, "Boss Qin, just go and do your work, I will make preparations here."

Qin Le took one last look at Jun Moyao, and after the latter nodded, he politely said goodbye and left.

After the people left, Jun Moyao asked: "Ling'er, there is still some time before you perform on stage, why don't you and the child take a rest first."

Si Lingling: "No need, I have to deal with the child's face, so as not to frighten people on stage."

Although she doesn't have much stage experience, she knows that under the stage lights, a bare face will look pale and unhealthy.

Perhaps the mother and son have only this opportunity to be on stage at the same time in a lifetime, so they have to leave a good memory for their children.

In case they grow up in the future, when they see their appearance on stage for the first time, they will blame their mother for not putting them on a beautiful makeup.

"So, what do I need to do?"

Hearing what she said, Jun Moyao didn't force him, but only hoped that he could do something for them.

"I have nothing to do here. Since you are here, you should take the time to communicate with your subordinates."

Si Lingling waved her hand, "I can do it here by myself, without your help."

While speaking, she has already taken out some precious cosmetics from the space and started to adjust them.

Although these cosmetics are stored in space, they are not afraid of expiration.

But the skin of the two children is still so delicate that they cannot be used directly. She has to use the vitality force of the wood system to harmonize it so as not to hurt the children's skin.

Seeing that she was getting busy, Jun Mo Yao didn't bother her and didn't leave.

Instead, he stood quietly by the side, occasionally reaching out to help her when she couldn't spare her hand.

Or babysitting, or helping to keep the kid quiet while she puts on the kid's make-up.

Or when the children are about to lose their patience, carefully take out some homemade toys and coax them to stay obediently.

Si Lingling saw his behavior and didn't react on the surface, but she admired it in her heart.

When she finished putting on makeup for the two children, she saw Jun Moyao standing there paying attention to her movements all the time.

He couldn't help laughing and said: "It's time, please turn on the real-time live broadcast for me, and I'll see what programs are on at the interstellar party."

Having said that, the movements of her hands did not stop at all.

Applying various cosmetics on his face: "I have never watched a large-scale interstellar entertainment program, and today opened my eyes."