The Apocalyptic Boss Raises Buns In the Interstellar

"It's strange, I was watching the live broadcast of twin mothers, why did I fall asleep out of nowhere?"

This barrage was clearly mixed with many barrages suspected of data falsification, but it happened to be caught by people.

"Ah, are you asleep too? I thought it was just me."

Another IP quickly responded, "Just now I was watching the anchor coax two cubs to sleep, and then... it's now."

"Not only you two, but also me, I fell asleep too."

"I just woke up and thought I was the only one who fell asleep watching the live broadcast."

"What's going on? I was watching the live broadcast of twin mothers, but somehow I fell asleep."

"I remember when the anchor was singing to her children, the eyelids started to fight."

"Yeah yeah, me too."

The other party continued, "At that time, I wanted to post a comment, complaining about the naive song of the host."

"I didn't expect that the comment was not sent out, so I fell asleep without knowing it."

"Me too. At that time, I wanted to say, what kind of song is this anchor to coax ignorant cubs?"

"But the content has just been typed less than half, and then... I am now."

"Could it be that the anchor's singing has a hypnotic effect?"

"Isn't it? Do you want the anchor to try again?"

"Try what?"

"Didn't you find out? From the beginning of the broadcast to the present, the anchor has not greeted us."

"It's too high and cold."

"What is the host doing? Just throw everyone here to watch her two cubs?"

"Aren't you just here to see the twins?"

"Don't make trouble, don't make trouble, the anchor is here."

After several similar bullet screens passed, there was a short silence in the live broadcast room again.

All sentient beings looked curiously at Si Lingling who appeared calmly from the kitchen with a bowl through the star network.

Because of the setting of the live broadcast, Si Lingling looked very ordinary at this time.

Her figure was also slightly bloated, her face was slightly round, and she couldn't see what she should have looked like at all.

Only those who saw her with their own eyes that day knew how different she was from what she saw in the live broadcast room.

Si Lingling didn't pay attention to the countless gazes from the live broadcast room.

After she came out of the kitchen, her gaze fell gently on the exquisite crib, her steps were calm, and she appeared in front of the camera with a calm demeanor.

With an elegant movement, he placed the bowl in his hand on the coffee table next to the sofa.

Then I looked at the two little buns who were sleeping soundly, and my heart instantly turned into water.

Gently press a small computer in the corner with your fingers, and put away the protective cover on the crib.

Reaching inside, gently squeezed the two children's little hands that were exposed outside the swaddling clothes, and said dotingly to himself: "The babies are so good."

While speaking, the corners of his lips slightly raised, and he bowed his head to leave a kiss on each of the two soft little hands.

Then he left in satisfaction and withdrew his hand.

Open the protective cover again to isolate the hustle and bustle of the outside world.

Si Ling didn't take her eyes off the little faces of the two children until she sat on the sofa.

The audience who came in later: "This anchor must be sick, Zai Zai is so young, she still talks to them."

The audience who has seen Si Lingling's magic: "What do you know? There must be a reason for the anchor to do this."

"There is a reason for the star beast, that is, the brain is sick."

"Where did the little star beast come out, talking nonsense here, what does the anchor do, it has something to do with you?"

"Heh, how much has the anchor given you, and you want to help her speak like this."

"I said you all should stop arguing. After watching the live broadcast for so long, don't you realize that the host seems to have a mine?"