Abandoned Pit Admiral Unveiled Coffin

"Well……"

Even though he was already trying his best to endure, hearing Her Majesty's confession-like words, he still blushed unavoidably from war weariness.

"Cough cough..."

Coughed twice, war-weary managed to maintain his state of mind.

"Your Majesty, are you serious?"

"Super serious!"

"Then, from today onwards, please Your Majesty go to work with me. It just so happens that the supermarket where I work is short of people."

War-weary smiled slightly, and stated his ultimate goal.

Of course, she was not really willing to let Elizabeth condescend to accompany her to be the cashier girl in the supermarket.

War weariness just hopes to take this opportunity to let His Majesty understand that making money is a very hard work.Their money did not come from the wind.

"Part-time job, my lord?"

Unexpectedly, War Weariness would make such a request, Elizabeth pointed to her nose in disbelief.

"Is Your Majesty unwilling? I thought His Majesty finally understood how to sympathize with his subjects..."

"No, no, this king is willing, this king is super willing!"

Seeing that the war-weary expression became more nuanced again, Elizabeth quickly shook her head and made a statement about the part-time job.

"But having said that, working in a supermarket...is that the job Rodney did before?"

"Yes, Your Majesty, can you think about it?"

"Heh heh, let's take this experience as my king's private visit."

"In that case, later, Your Majesty will go to the supermarket with me. For today, I will first take His Majesty to familiarize yourself with the things that need to be paid attention to when working part-time, and let His Majesty practice a little bit."

Nodding in satisfaction, War-weary has even begun to imagine the lovely Her Majesty the Queen in a supermarket uniform.

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At the same time, nice boat.

"Sorry guys... I might need to rest for a while."

Clutching his dizzy head, An Lun sat down on a beach chair.

Not long ago, An Lun was indeed playing a watermelon game with the girls.

But ever since the two 'heavy' guests, Brilliant and Fearsome, entered the arena, An Lun's eyes have begun to blur.

This watermelon is so white... No, this watermelon is so big!

In fact, An Lun would definitely not be in such a mess as he is now if they just get along with each other in a normal way.

But now the girls are all wearing swimsuits, Ah Wei's lifelong enemy!

In addition, when playing games, the range of body movements will inevitably be relatively large, and An Lun was almost dizzy from the shaking.

"Commander, are you feeling unwell?"

Holding a big half of a watermelon in his hand, George V pressed the back of his other hand to An Lun's forehead worriedly.

"It's okay, maybe it's because I haven't been out at sea for too long and I'm seasick."

An Lun shook his head, signaling the girls not to worry.

"I'll be fine if I go back and take a rest, just play your own game."

Pulling on the loose shorts, An Lun stood up from the beach chair in a slightly awkward posture.After saying hello to the girls, he quickly left the deck.

However, after returning to the room, An Lun did not immediately lie on the bed to rest as he said, but sneaked into the toilet after grabbing a handful of tissues.

Although he already has dozens of wives, An Lun has never lost his traditional craftsmanship.

The girls are having fun, and of course he can't spoil everyone's fun because of his own selfish desires.

As an adult, An Lun resolutely decided to personally pay the bill for his disappointment.

However, An Lun had just walked into the toilet, and before he even had time to put down the toilet seat, there was the sound of the door lock being unscrewed from the direction of the bedroom.

As we all know, men's hearing is often tens to hundreds of times amplified at such times. Let alone the sound of opening the door, even the slightest footsteps cannot escape their ears.

After all, if there is a mistake, it will be directly tantamount to being sentenced to social death.

After putting away the tissues, An Lun poked his head out of the toilet.

At the door of the bedroom, Guanghui smiled and waved to him.

"Commander, if you feel unwell, please tell me."

Taking graceful steps, Guanghui walked towards An Lun slowly:

"Beffa and I promised the Great Emperor that we will take care of your excess energy, Commander."