Mo Si, who said that this live broadcast didn't seem to be interesting, was still in the live broadcast room.

He came to the live broadcast room to use his top top crypto account, and in order not to reveal his identity, he did not speak.

But his eyes never left the screen.

The speed of time had never been so untraceable to him.

It's ...... It's been half an hour.

Her nose was filled with a smell that no one could refuse, and she began to put out the dishes, and began to draw random places!

The first time he used the quota grabbing function, Mo Si almost 'lost his name to Sun Shan', but fortunately, his hands were really fast, and a plate of braised bamboo shoots quickly appeared in front of him.

The Imperial Blade thought that this was just a piece of data, and no amount of seductive scent could hide the reality that it was just a string of data.

The taste of eating is probably not as domineering as the aroma.

After all, the sense of taste is the most real, and then, he picked up the chopsticks.

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Behind him was a light screen released, on which many fans had already finished eating the braised bamboo shoots rice bowl and blew a big rainbow fart.

What is this bamboo shoot is only because it exists in the sky, and it cannot be heard several times in the world.

Or that the Agricultural Research Institute will research new ingredients in the future, and Jiang Qiuqiu can be the first to go to the battlefield to cook new dishes, which is really delicious.

#啊啊啊! I am a superficial descendant of bamboo rats, I don't know why, I feel so happy when I eat this dish! I'm so happy that I'm about to bubble! #

#同竹鼠后裔, me, I'm about to roll on the ground! #

It's just a string of virtual data that makes countless real people say they want to roll.

Before, Mosi must have thought it was ridiculous, but now-

He looked at himself in the full-length mirror, and his expression was extremely solemn.

The man who was 1.95 meters tall, imposing, black-haired, dark-eyed, and straight-dressed in a military uniform suddenly had two black round plush ears on his head!

Moth couldn't help but recall the smell of the bamboo shoots, and then his ears, which he couldn't control, suddenly curled up.

For a time, the scene could not be described in simple words.

It's just a string of virtual data, and this pair of ears can't be recovered.

He picked up his officer hat and wanted to cover his ears, but unfortunately, he was talented, and although his plush ears were soft but also very 'backbone', he directly put up the officer hat.

This scene is even more comical than before.

Between the walks, Moth decided to give up resistance and let it be.

He himself sat behind his desk at home and pondered deeper questions.

He was one of the top people in the Federation's psychic power, and he could be sure that the food that passed through the terminal system entrance today was a string of regular data.

It's just that this string of simulated data is so fragrant that even he can't resist.

After eating the food, he did feel high and tired. Because it's powerful, this feeling is more formal for Moji.

The recorder's hand stopped.

This anchor's name is Jiang Jiu.

He suddenly wanted to get to know her, such a good seedling, such a good cook, such an excellent craft, such amazing skills, how good it would be if she joined the army.

But...... She was still a young girl.

Maybe you can't afford a boring military career?

Again, you should observe for a while.

Then start observing!

Tomorrow I want to make the staple food, and those passers-by say that the staple food is the rice we eat today, and start teaching...... He can also try to see if the food he makes will have the feeling that people will feel delicious and exhausted after eating.

All for the Federation! The Imperial Blade fell asleep tonight with its little ears on top of it, a little unaccustomedly.