The Apocalyptic Boss Raises Buns In the Interstellar

Chapter 812 What is the attitude of the anchor mother?

If you win, you win. Anyway, it's just a bet on a piece of peach cake.

Not paying attention to his father's reaction, Yoyo indifferently took out a beautifully packaged pastry from his storage button and handed it to his sister, Here, I am willing to accept the bet.

Hee hee, brother is the most trustworthy.

Jiujiu took the piece of pastry from his brother, and praised without hesitation, You are indeed a man who was taught by the same mother.

Brother, I'm only a six-year-old kid.

Liu Liu glanced at his sister, You little girl, what do you know about a man?

Of course I understand.

Jiujiu laughed and said, A man who is powerful, capable, and powerful like Dad and Uncle is a man.

What? Are you still betting on Dad?

Listening to the conversation of the children, Jun Moyao couldn't believe it, The two little guys really don't respect their father, right?

Dad, I see what you said.

The siblings rolled their eyes at their father at the same time, What is respect?

Respect is in the heart, not in form, let alone in words.

We're just guessing at how you're going to react to hearing the word 'ear raking', without harming your interests, let alone your body.

At the same time, I didn't say or do anything to disappoint you. What's the disrespect?

Well, I was preached by my children again.

Jun Moyao was helpless.

He also didn't know how Si Lingling taught two six-year-old children to be so smart and lively, and their supernatural powers were frighteningly powerful.

Facing the white eyes cast by his sons and daughters, the man could only surrender with a smile: It's okay, it's dad's fault.

Dad shouldn't be talking about respect.

It's okay, we forgive Dad.

Hearing their father's apology, the two brothers and sisters hurried forward, took a sip, a bang, and left a kiss.

Feeling the intimacy from his children, the corners of Jun Moyao's lips curled up charmingly, and his steps took a little longer.

The woman who can teach such excellent children is what fascinates him the most.

Fortunately, the place where he lives is not far from the yard of Si Lingling's mother and son, just a few steps away.

With children in his arms, he didn't even need to ring the doorbell to wait, he just went in through the courtyard door opened by the children.

Dad, wait here, let me see what mom is up to?

The father and son entered the hall, and Liu Liu immediately arranged, By the way, sister, please ask Aunt Baosan to prepare refreshments for Dad.

I see, brother hurry up and tell mom to go, see dad is in a hurry.

Jiujiu walked towards the kitchen with short legs, and he still didn't forget to urge his brother, Be careful that Dad doesn't take us to the Starry Sky Battlefield next time.

Liu Liu listened to his sister's words and turned to look at his father.

After meeting his father's reassuring gaze, the little guy went upstairs in peace of mind.

Since the brothers and sisters entered their yard, the live broadcast began.

At this moment, the live broadcast camera is facing Jun Moyao in the hall, and the audience in the live broadcast room immediately became excited when they saw this:

Hahaha... Your Majesty is here, Your Majesty is back.

Is this Starry Sky Battlefield finished?

Upstairs, isn't this nonsense? It has been spread on the starnet for a long time. The starry sky battlefield has won a big victory, and the enemy has been driven out of our star field for about ten light years.

I know this too. Don't you read Starnet news upstairs?

I... I have been staying in the anchor mother's live broadcast room, and I didn't watch the news.

Tell me, what is the attitude of the host's mother towards His Majesty this time?

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