The Apocalyptic Boss Raises Buns In the Interstellar

  Chapter 623 Long-lost childlikeness

  At this moment, all of Jun Moyao's mind was placed on both sides of his body.

   While fresh and natural, the cool wind and snow fell on his body. The moment he touched his skin, he felt every cell in his body beating with excitement.

  On the other side, the opposite is true.

  The air is filthy and depressed, and the wind and snow are mixed with the biting chill full of interstellar characteristics.

   and many dark matter that make cells and genes disgusted.

  This kind of strong contrast shocked and puzzled Jun Moyao...

  How did Linger do it...

   Let the pollution in such an area be completely removed?

   "Hey, what are you doing?"

   Before Jun Moyao came up with a reason, he found that the abnormal Leng Zhengao stopped playing in the snow, and turned his head to see that he was standing far away and not coming.

  Leng Zhengao returned curiously, and his handsome face leaned in front of Jun Moyao: "Hey, I said Junzun, what is your trouble?"

   "Huh? Ah, it's Zhengao."

   Jun Mo Yao was disturbed by him, and was not annoyed, but smiled on his face, "Come on, come here, feel like I do."

  While speaking, Jun Moyao has reopened the anti-dark matter and anti-radiation system, and at the same time stepped a little away, signaling Leng Zhengao to stand at the position he had just now.

  Leng Zhengao glanced at him disgustingly: "What are you doing? I'm not so bored."

  "Isn’t it just that the outside is suffocatingly dirty, and the inside is refreshing and pleasant, do you need to experience it in a self-harming way?"

   "What a fuss."

  The words fell, and before Jun Moyao could react, he turned around and walked in.

   did not forget to urge: "Hurry up, don't let my sister wait for us."

   Jun Mo Yao looked at the tall and straight back, exuding a kind of relaxed and comfortable entering the house, and his heart couldn't help but feel envy.

  This, or is it just the feeling of going home?

  Taking a deep breath, Jun Moyao hurried to catch up with Leng Zhengao's pace.

   A deep smile on his face said: "Let's go, we are going home."

  Leng Zhengao couldn't help rolling his eyes while listening to his words.

  This guy always shows that the relationship between himself and his sister is extraordinary.

  That is his Leng Zhengao’s home, when is this guy’s home?

  Real face.

  Jun Moyao ignored Leng Zhengao’s internal complaints, and still spoke to him in a happy mood: "By the way, Zhengao, how did you recognize this white thing is snow?"

  Leng Zhengao squinted at him with a foolish gaze: "You have used snow to describe it, so what is snow?"

  Jun Mo Yao: "..." It makes sense, he was speechless.

  The two did not speak for a while, only listening to the creaking of their feet in the snow.

  Especially Leng Zhengao...

  He remembers the last time he walked in the snow to listen to this sound, and it dates back to when he was four or five years old.

   Where the end of the world has not yet come, he still has his parents and relatives.

  It was also the winter of that year, and her parents took her back to the northern maternal grandfather's home for the Spring Festival, and it happened that it was snowing heavily.

  At that time, he was like that, too excited and excited to ignore the cold, and ran and played in the knee-length snow.

  I like the feeling of stepping into the soft snow and sinking deeply.

  That is an indescribable happiness.

  Unexpectedly, many years later, in this interstellar with extremely harsh air environment, he once again enjoyed this childlike fun.

  Jun Mo Yao didn't understand what he was thinking.

   Seeing him stepping on the snow step by step, walking silently forward, he couldn't help but curiously asked: "Why don't you use the mecha and fly over quickly?"

   "Beep, there are some things you don't understand at all."

  (End of this chapter)