Abandoned Pit Admiral Unveiled Coffin

The more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable the monarch rushed out of the bathroom like a rocket.

The pair of silver high-heeled shoes she wore yesterday were quietly placed in the fantasy place.

The dress, on the other hand, is hanging on the clothes rail, receiving the baptism of the sun.

But what moved Jun the most was the faint fragrance coming from the kitchen.

"Ok?"

Hearing the commotion in the living room, An Lun carefully put down the seasoning dish in his hand.

Outside the glass door of the kitchen, the monarch was staring blankly at him.

"How is it, my lord, are you feeling better?"

"Ugh..."

Seeing the commander walking towards him step by step, the sovereign's hanging heart immediately let go.

This wonderful feeling is like wandering away for several years and finally returning home.

In addition to feeling more relaxed physically and mentally, there will also be an extraordinarily reassuring sense of security.

And just as the tense body and mind were liberated, the girl's lacrimal glands finally opened the floodgate overwhelmed.

The monarch is a very strong girl, but no matter how strong a person is, there will be a soft side in his heart.

Impressed by receiving the wedding ring, coupled with the gentle look in the commander's eyes, the monarch fell in an instant.

The monarch didn't cry so earth-shatteringly, but sobbed softly after hugging An Lun.

For her with a strong personality, "crying" is actually quite embarrassing.

Four years ago, she had lost someone once.

It is a happy and happy thing to get a wedding ring and become the commander's wife. She really doesn't want to shed too many tears at this juncture.

"Silly girl."

Gently following the monarch's back, until the monarch's mood gradually stabilized, An Lun took the girl's limp little hand and let her sit on the sofa in the living room first: "Xiaomi porridge will be ready in a while." It's ready, you drank too much yesterday, you need to nourish your stomach first."

"Ah."

"Don't drink like this again in the future, you know? If you really have something on your mind that makes you feel uncomfortable, just come to me at any time. I'm a stupid person, and I may not be able to notice the little emotions in your heart. So, when you encounter something that feels wronged , or where I did something wrong, you must remind me in time."

"Understood." The monarch touched the wedding ring on his hand preciously: "Commander, go get busy."

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Ten minutes later, An Lun walked out of the kitchen with steaming millet porridge.

Sitting next to the monarch, he blew air on the spoon intimately until the millet porridge reached a temperature that would not be too hot in the mouth, then An Lun handed the spoon to the monarch's mouth:

"what--"

"That, that..." Probably not used to being so intimate with the commander, the monarch avoided An Lun's sight in a little embarrassment: "I can do it myself, Commander."

"Does the monarch not like me feeding you?"

"No." The monarch quickly shook his head: "I just think that even if the commander doesn't achieve this level, it doesn't matter."

"Oh shit~?" An Lun pinched the monarch's little face amusedly:

"This is a reward for a good baby?"

"Good, good baby?" The monarch frowned, keenly aware that something seemed to be wrong.

"That's right, last night, didn't the monarch like me to call you a good baby?"

Suppressing the smile in his heart, An Lun imitated the expression and tone of the monarch when he was drunk yesterday, and repeated the scene from last night: "Commander, am I good~"

"Gum..."

A strong sense of shame immediately occupied the girl's heart. At this moment, the monarch even felt that his ears were about to burn.

Fortunately, An Lun is not wearing jeans today, otherwise the monarch would have to unzip his zipper and bury his face in it to avoid the limelight.

"Commander, please forget what happened last night, please!"

With big sincere eyes flashing, the monarch wanted to go back to the past so much for the first time in his life, and killed himself yesterday with one shot.

"Hmm, it's not impossible to make me forget~"

Handing the spoon to the monarch's mouth again, An Lun raised the corner of his mouth proudly: "However, if you want me to completely forget what happened yesterday, it depends on how the monarch behaves next, okay?"

"I, I know! I will be obedient and be a good baby!"

"Then, ah—"

"what--"

With a strong sense of shame, the monarch swallowed the spoon An Lun handed over, and drank the fragrant millet porridge.

"That's right~"