The Apocalyptic Boss Raises Buns In the Interstellar

The almighty master of the last days is raising buns in the interstellar ()

This, it should be all right?

Si Chongzu couldn't help but speak for him after listening to cheap son's explanation, I remember that Liuyou and Jiujiu knew this action a long time ago.

Listening to her husband's words, Ding Fengying really wanted to stroke her forehead speechlessly.

But she didn't do that. Instead, she stretched out her hand and twisted the man's waist.

And gave him a disgusted look, motioning him not to talk nonsense.

Si Lingling turned her head back with a smile and glanced at her father: You are right, the two of them already know how to do this.

Leng Zheng'ao: So the grimaces of the two nephews just now were not learned from me?

Si Lingling said seriously: Yeah, the brothers and sisters should be laughing at you, uncle, and you can't even make a cute face.

Hahaha……

Her words made several people laugh softly.

Hee hee, ha ha ha...

Brother and sister Yoo had no such scruples. When they heard the adults laughing, the two children laughed along with them.

During the conversation, several people have already gone up to the third floor.

Si Lingling stopped and turned her head, and said to Leng Zheng'ao: Except for the two rooms where our parents and Yueyue lived, you can choose any of the remaining rooms.

Then I'll live in the room next to Yue Yue.

Leng Zheng'ao didn't hesitate, It's convenient for me to study with him.

Row.

Anyway, Si Lingling didn't have any objections, so she readily agreed, then turned around and handed the two children to their parents: Dad, Mom, please help me take care of the children.

I'll prepare a bigger study room for them. If you like, you can also go to the study room to find books to read.

Si Chongzu took Jiujiu, who was closer to him, and asked curiously, Do you still have books on hand?

some.

Si Lingling smiled and replied without changing her face, It was all given to me by my ancestors when they sent me back.

That……

Hearing this, Si Chongzu instinctively glanced at Leng Zheng'ao out of the corner of his eye.

But when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back abruptly.

After all, he didn't say anything inappropriate in front of the young man.

Let's just listen to Ling'er.

Ding Fengying saw her husband's knots, and while hugging Liu Liu, she couldn't help but glared at him, The child is grown up, and he knows what he should do and what he shouldn't do.

People who are a lot of age, why do they care so much?

understood.

...

On star 88, in a large office in the headquarters of Abyss Prison, a beautiful and pure woman sits at the top.

At that time, usually only the Prisoner could sit.

At this time, the woman glanced at the projections displayed on nearly a hundred light screens on the wall.

There was a kind of impatience in the tone: That's what it is. If you have any plans, you might as well talk about it.

Yuqian, how did you know about this?

A tauren face appeared in one of the projections, and he asked in an unfriendly tone, According to the speed of the starry sky channel, the prisoner has just entered star 68, right?

Youqian stared at the Tauren's face: Niu Gang, are you doubting my source?

To tell you the truth, as early as two and a half hours ago, my people had already received a communication from Prisoner, asking about the No. 68 star stronghold.

I just don't know what went wrong. After this communication, Prisoner seems to have evaporated, and suddenly lost all contact.

Even the tracker that I worked so hard to install on his scooter and communicator has lost its effect.

The Prisoner really didn't go to the stronghold?

A leopard-headed man on the projection asked in a buzzing voice, Or he went and controlled everyone in the stronghold, so no news came back?