The Apocalyptic Boss Raises Buns In the Interstellar

  Chapter 550 I know that Linger is the best (good night! Huh~~~

  Hearing this, Si Lingling's eyes were slightly cold.

  What does this **** mean?

   came to remind her again of the unbearable memories between him and her!

   Feeling the cold air from the other side, Jun Moyao is a little bit nervous in his heart.

  But he took a deep breath, suppressed the strong discomfort and anxiety in his heart, and continued:

   "Perhaps you have discovered that many new policies issued since I came to power have not been implemented."

   "Even the New Deals that are being implemented are just a little bit of fur. They have not really implemented my thoughts, and have not achieved the results I want."

  Following his words, Si Lingling recounted the new policies he had issued since he came to power from his memory.

  I really want to change the people’s livelihood and economy and improve the living conditions of ordinary stars.

pity!

  As he said, these policies have not been implemented.

  She pursed her lips and looked at the man in front of her: "It's interesting that you told me this?"

   "I'm just an ordinary woman with a baby at home. Could it be that you can't fulfill your ideals and ambitions, and you have to rely on me?"

   "I know, I shouldn't have told you this."

  Listening to her slightly sharp words, Jun Moyao seemed to have something blocked in his heart, which made him feel intensely depressed inexplicably.

  But what he said was very gentle: "I just want to explain to you what I want to use your paintings for."

  "As for its value, I will use the same, what you need here for you, what do you think?"

  Si Lingling heard this, but didn't want to say more, raised his hand and passed a few paintings over: "Hey, take it."

   "Thank you Linger!"

  Jun Moyao did not pick it up immediately, but rather solemnly expressed his gratitude to her, "Don't worry, I will use them wherever they are most suitable."

  Si Lingling: "..." Forget it, too lazy to correct his name.

  "It’s your business."

  She said indifferently, "If I want to manage so much, I won't let you take it away."

  Indeed, if it weren’t for him and Leng Zhengao’s communication.

  She is afraid that she will deal with this in her own way, relying on mental perception in the live broadcast room.

  Where are these things now?

   "Okay, thanks Ling'er."

  Jun Moyao received her response, with a sincere smile on his face, "It's nice to have you!"

  Si Lingling: "..." This sounds so awkward.

   "Okay, it's not early, you can leave."

  Seeing that he was holding something and still reluctant to leave, Si Lingling had to directly issue an order to expel the guest.

   "That actor..."

   Being urged to leave, Jun Moyao felt very uncomfortable, but he still hesitated to speak: "Look, can I hug and chuckle?"

   "Just give them a hug, give me a hug and leave, okay?"

  As a father, he didn't have the chance to hug his children when he was so old. It was a failure.

  Si Lingling looked at him calmly, and found that the man was so nervous that the tip of his nose was sweating.

  Such a cold day, such a powerful master, sweating coldly for such a trivial matter!

  This shows how uneasy he is at this moment in his heart.

  This kind of him made Si Lingling feel a little compassionate: "It depends on whether they are willing or not."

   "Huh? Huh, thank you Linger."

  Jun Mo Yao originally thought that he would be strongly rejected as before.

  Unexpectedly, there was unexpected joy today, and she smirked at Si Lingling with joy like a child, "I knew that Ling'er was the best."

  Si Lingling was so silly with his stupidity that he put aside his eyes, walked sideways by the man, stretched out his hand to open the door...

  (End of this chapter)