The Apocalyptic Boss Raises Buns In the Interstellar

Seeing his sister's reaction, Jons couldn't help but feel distressed.

The tone softened a little: "Based on what happened to our brothers and sisters in the family, you should learn to respect others."

"Could it be that you want to pass on the experience of our brothers and sisters in the family to others?"

Angra sniffed, lowered her head and said weakly: "Brother, I never thought about controlling the freedom of twin mothers."

"I just think that there are so many miraculous things about her, and they have been transmitted to the stars of the Star Network through the live broadcast, and the eyes of millions of people."

"If it is not properly arranged, I am afraid that their mother and child will be missed by those who care."

Jons raised his hand and rubbed his sister's head, his tone softened a lot: "Brother, I believe you won't be the kind of person I hate."

"However, your thoughts are really dangerous. Don't have such thoughts in the future, you know?"

Angra nodded vigorously: "I understand, brother, you can continue to watch the recording."

Jons said: "I've already finished watching."

"Brother, what do you think? Does the food made by this anchor really have no after-effects?"

Hearing that Jons said that he had finished watching the recording and began to follow the rhythm to watch the scene of the anchor eating, Angela instantly regained her spirits and hurried over.

I watched Si Lingling's live broadcast with my brother for a while.

I found that in the live broadcast room, Si Lingling's eating posture was a bit scary.

I have never seen a woman who can eat as much as the anchor.

A possibility suddenly appeared in Angela's mind, and she nervously looked at Jonce beside her:

"Brother, do you think there is a mysterious team behind this, and what kind of conspiracy is they working together through the live broadcast room of twin mothers?"

"Should we report to Lord Master?"

Hearing what his sister said, Jons couldn't help being slightly taken aback.

Immediately afterwards, the man looked away from his sister's star network light screen.

Angra looked at her brother nervously, for fear that he would lose his temper with her like before.

But this time Jons was not angry, but calmly said: "Okay, I know about this, you go back first."

"Brother, but don't you think..."

Angela obviously didn't want to admit defeat, and wanted to find some traces of conspiracy for the anchor.

Jons looked at his sister lightly and said, "Okay, I'll take care of these things myself, you can go back."

"Also, don't talk nonsense in the live broadcast room before there is no evidence, and be careful to cause public criticism."

"understood."

Angra pursed her lips and replied unwillingly, "Then brother, aren't you afraid that the conspiracy behind this will hurt the Star People?"

"What conspiracy?"

Jonce's eyes darkened, "I reminded you, don't talk nonsense without evidence, why are you still talking?"

"Hmph! My brother is so boring."

Angela was murdered by her brother twice today, and she couldn't help but glared at Jons angrily, "I will find evidence."

After the words fell, he turned around and walked out, shaking his golden hair.

When he got to the door, he turned his head and made a funny face and made a weird voice: "Slightly slightly slightly."

Then he ran away from the office.

Seeing his younger sister's mischievous figure disappearing from sight, Jons laughed dumbly.

But he got up, locked the door behind him, and returned to his desk thoughtfully.

Rubbing his chin thoughtfully: There shouldn't be such a coincidence in the world.

I just met a woman who can cook rabbit ears, mouse and bird meat the day before yesterday, and someone made the same dish on the live broadcast today.

The point is, they all work the same.

Both can increase gene activity, and the personality of the anchor always gives me a feeling of deja vu.