The Apocalyptic Boss Raises Buns In the Interstellar

After searching for a while, I couldn't find the source of the fragrance.

The old man frowned slightly, and then suddenly reacted.

I saw him stared blankly for a moment, patting his forehead and muttering in a low voice: I... I really fell asleep just now?

While speaking, he looked at the girl who was still not awake not far away.

He remembered that before this, it was his granddaughter who suddenly ran over and pulled her to watch some live broadcast together.

At that time, the anchor in the live broadcast room was singing to a weird thing.

What song is that? It's clearly just to amuse children.

The lyrics and music have no artistic content at all...

No, that shouldn't be my focus.

I was listening to the song with no artistic content, and I obviously wanted to remind my granddaughter not to watch this kind of messy live broadcast.

It seemed that before those words were spoken, he lost consciousness and fell asleep.

No, no, what kind of smell is this, why is it still torturing people at the end of the nose?

Thinking of this, the old man hastily stretched out his hand to pat the girl's face, and said in a raised voice, Yue'er, wake up, wake up quickly.

No, the smell is getting stronger and stronger.

The mouth is constantly secreting saliva, obviously wanting to eat.

This taste is many times stronger than that of the most high-end hotel chefs in Interstellar.

It's too bad, my saliva is flooding.

When calling for his granddaughter, the old man couldn't speak clearly because his mouth was full of saliva.

Don't make trouble.

Feeling the abnormality on her face, the girl who was sleeping soundly muttered and waved her hand, trying to slap that disturbing thing away.

It's a pity that that hand was very persistent and kept patting her face.

There was also a familiar voice: Yue'er, get up for Grandpa, get up quickly.

Grandpa has something to tell you.

The girl was so noisy that she opened her eyes in a daze, yawned and turned over.

Lazily muttering: Woo~, don't make trouble, grandpa, just let me sleep for a while.

Seeing this, the old man rolled his eyes and smiled.

The voice was full of temptation and whispered: Okay, you sleep, but you have to listen to grandpa, come, listen, take a breath, take a deep breath.

Suck~~~~Hoo~~~

The girl, Yue'er, fell into a drowsy sleep, and instinctively followed her grandfather's request.

Then his expression was startled, and then he suddenly turned over as if he had discovered something extraordinary.

The girl rubbed her eyes vigorously, yawned, and was still taking deep breaths.

Suck~~~Hoo~~~

While breathing, the nose keeps moving, wanting to find the source of the smell that attracts you in the first place.

Suck~~~Hoo~~~

He couldn't help muttering: Where does it come from? Why does it smell so good?

With continuous deep breathing, the girl quickly woke up.

The expectant gaze stared blankly at the old man: Grandpa, you... What good things are you hiding on your body, why are they so fragrant?

Quick, grandpa, take it out quickly, and let Yue'er see, what can exude such a strong fragrance.

Grandpa doesn't have such a good thing on him.

The old man succeeded in waking his granddaughter up, but he felt relieved.

He sat calmly by the side, secretly swallowing his saliva, and looked at his granddaughter expectantly: Yue'er, where did you say such a good smell came from?

Have you ever smelled it before?

The old man's mouth was full of greed, and he couldn't pronounce his words clearly when he spoke.

Where do I go to smell it?

Yue'er wiped the saliva from the corner of her mouth, swallowing her saliva in a disfigured way.

She turned her head to look at the grandfather where the old god was, and blinked her eyes soulfully: Grandpa, stop teasing Yue'er, tell him if you have something good on you.

At worst, Yue'er will call you every time I watch the live broadcast of twin mothers in the future, can't I?