The Apocalyptic Boss Raises Buns In the Interstellar

  Chapter 751 The bull terrified by the exalted

   "Oh sister, it won't happen."

  Si Chaoyue was disgusted by her sister and couldn't help but argue for herself, "Brother, I’m not just starting out, and I’m not familiar with it yet."

   "When you are familiar, the speed will be faster."

  Leng Zhengao: “The more you are right, sister, don’t underestimate our family.”

  Jun Mo Yao stepped forward to help Si Lingling pick up the food, and smiled: "Ling'er, what did you do today?"

   "I just came out of the star palace, and found that the star network is extremely lively."

   "Everyone is discussing the lottery in your live broadcast room to give back to fans, and some people even clearly mark the price to purchase qualifications on Star Network in order to get your food."

  Si Lingling looked at the two younger brothers and said, "You have to ask them about this. I am too busy to care about it."

  The words fell, she turned around and walked to the kitchen again: "Okay, you guys talk, there are still a lot of dishes in my kitchen that I haven't brought out."

  Jun Moyao carefully put the dishes he took on the table, raised his eyes to Si Chaoyue and Leng Zhengao: "Tell me about it."

  Leng Zhengao and Si Chaoyue hummed softly and turned their faces before they heard them.

Si Chaoyue even said to Leng Zhengao: "I'll call my nephew to come back for dinner."

   "Well, I will also put the things you sorted out, and later we will record the remaining one hundred and eighty thousand spots together."

  The brothers both tacitly excluded Jun Moyao at this moment.

  Who told him to have a bad motive for approaching his sister.

   Seeing the two leave separately, Jun Moyao felt helpless, took a deep breath, turned and followed in the footsteps of her boss, Lingling, and went to the kitchen.

  Rather than looking at the faces of others here, he is willing to look at the faces of his own actor.

  Although he wants to be close to the child in his heart, he thinks that Linger is more important in comparison.

  The man walked directly into the kitchen when he let the cattle out with the food.

   "Why did you come here?"

  When Si Lingling came out again, she saw him stepping forward and asked casually, “It’s greasy here, aren’t you afraid that your clothes will get dirty?”

  Jun Mo Yao smiled and looked at her: "Ling'er can come in, why can't I come in?"

   Hua Luo looked behind her and asked: "What else needs to be taken out? I'll get some too."

  Listening to what he said, Si Lingling turned her head and raised her chin on the stove: "Look at the things on top."

   Following her gaze, Jun Moyao swallowed unconvincingly: "Wow, Ling'er, is it so rich tonight?"

   "Since you said in advance that you are coming, I have to give you some face, right?"

  Si Lingling was talking, the person had already walked out of the kitchen and disappeared into the sight of the man.

  Jun Mo Yao listened to this answer, and a bright smile appeared on Jun Lang's face.

  If anyone can see his smile, I’m afraid they will be so fascinated that they will forget who they are.

  Unfortunately, no one sees such beauty at this moment.

  Retracted his gaze and tried, and finally the man took the hottest and heaviest soup.

   Yanniu turned around and came back, seeing this scene, almost didn't shout out in shock.

   Fortunately, he still remembers what the master once said: “Don’t bluff when something happens, it’s easy to make accidents.”

   Therefore, in order to avoid accidents, Yan Niu tried to control the yelling behavior.

  But he was so nervous that he stood still, waiting for Jun Moyao to pass by himself with such a dangerous soup pot.

  Jun Moyao didn't have time to pay attention to the cow. He felt the easy temperature, and secretly mobilized his genes to protect his hands on his hands.

   Easily walk past Yan Niu.

  Shenniu secretly swallowed, and watched him walk towards the dining room table in the living room. Then he took a deep breath and quickly entered the kitchen.

  (End of this chapter)