The Apocalyptic Boss Raises Buns In the Interstellar

  Chapter 325 The mysterious and beautiful man

   "It's another day to miss twin mothers."

   "I now look forward to the time passing by. When the night is here, the day of the 68th star, the twin mothers will start broadcasting."

   "I would like to see twin mothers with twin babies living happily with the big brother."

  In short, there are many similar barrages for each wish. In summary, they can be roughly divided into the following categories.

  One is to taste the dishes of twin mothers.

  The other is to hear twin mothers sing lullaby or lullaby.

  The most practical one is to see twin mothers playing with their children, and make some old little toys that have been lost in the interstellar world.

  The romantics want to see the sweet picture of their family of four.

   "I'm afraid everyone is thinking too much."

   At this moment, it really can’t be faked that a barrage was sent out, “If the big brother really took the twin mothers back to St. Ruixing, the society could not be so quiet.”

   "It's not true that it's true. With the attitude of the boss toward the anchor's mother at the time, he can't silently pick up the mother and son three."

   Nebula is not accompanied by clouds, “I prefer the anchor’s mother to stay in the same place, and the master is still working hard to find a way to integrate with them.”

  ……

   "Huh, didn't you find it?"

  In a spacious and luxurious lounge in the St. Ruixing Bright Entertainment Building, a soft and shallow voice sounded, "Is the number 68 star very big?"

  The camera zoomed in, and there was a top dormant cabin placed in the spacious and luxurious rest center.

  In the custom-made massage chair next to the dormant cabin, a young man sat casually.

  This person has eyebrows like willow leaves, but like a scabbard blade, flexible and sharp.

  The eyes are like cold stars, but bright as the sun, not smiling but charming.

  The nose is like a jade, straight and delicate; the lips are like rouge, and they are vermilion without dots.

  From this aspect, it can be seen that this is an extremely complex and extremely beautiful young man.

  At this moment, there is no expression on his beautiful face, he just looks at the person standing in front of him with leopard print on the eyebrow so casually.

   "Less... Young Master."

  The leopard-print man knelt in front of the young man with a thud, and tried to control the trembling voice, and said, "The subordinate is not doing things badly. Please punish me."

   "Punish?"

  The beautiful man got up from the massage chair, and the chair being massaged also stopped running.

  I saw him walking slowly in front of the leopard man with long slender and well-proportioned legs.

   There are little stars in his eyes, and he stares at the other person condescendingly: "Ben Shao is just asking you how big the 68 star is, you let me punish you?"

   "Less...Small little...Small master."

  The leopard man swallowed secretly, and hurriedly replied, "Star 68 is not big, it is only one-eighth of the Saint Rui star."

   "Have you turned it over?"

  The beautiful man's voice is still soft and shallow, and he can't hear the slightest emotion.

"no no."

  The leopard-print man trembled all over, and replied with difficulty, "The little...the little ones...only the core to the F7 area."

   "It can be regarded as looking up the place where the 68th star is inhabited, but I can't find the person you want."

   "As for the extinct G area, I haven't looked for it yet."

   "Then why do you come back and tell me these nonsense?"

  The beautiful man's left hand turned into a big blood-chewing mouth at some point, and it was a mouthful to the forehead of the leopard-printed man.

"Humph!"

   With a muffled hum, the leopard-print human body was wobbly, but he insisted on not falling down.

  As the beautiful man’s left hand bite down one bite after another, the leopard-print man’s face became paler and weaker.

  (End of this chapter)