Abandoned Pit Admiral Unveiled Coffin

At least An Lun enjoys the way he and the girls can get along with each other with just a glance.

"Commander, my shoulders are a little sore, can you squeeze them for me?"

The girl leaning on An Lun's shoulder made a small request.

"Of course, but I need tips for my massage?"

God knows what An Lun was thinking at the time, he only knew that he followed the feelings in his heart and said these words.

"So, how about this?"

Warm lips passed over An Lun's lips.

Seeing the commander who was in a daze because of his actions, Atago's face was also stained with a slight blush: "Or, the commander is more greedy than my sister?"

"No." An Lun, who came back to his senses, smiled happily.

He draped Atago's shoulders, and made the girl turn her back to him: "Now, it's still very bright."

"..."

With his back to An Lun, if Atago's cheeks were only slightly red just now, then now, it can definitely be described as a big ripe apple.

The beating of the heart is more intense than usual, followed by jumping and excitement, it is a kind of intense happiness that is so sweet that it makes people feel numb all over.

This is the commander, the first time to respond to his feelings.

"Atago, why aren't you talking?"

Gently pinching the girl's shoulder, to be honest, An Lun must still be very nervous.

He was also worried, worried that what he just said would be too explicit?

"Commander, it's even worse than Atago imagined..."

Putting her hands on her thighs, her eyes were staring straight at the stockings that had just been wetted by the cup of milk tea, and the color was obviously a bit darker than other places.

"No no no, only the moon at night knows how bad I am."

Hearing Atago's response, while An Lun was relieved in his heart, he began to push forward again.

Although he doesn't show it so obviously, but An Lun, he is the kind of man who can climb to the balcony of the girls' dormitory in one go if he is given a bamboo pole, and steal their fat times without anyone noticing.

"Since the commander said that, I can't admit defeat, sister!"

Facing An Lun's provocation, Atago launched her counterattack:

"It's rare to change into a school uniform, so I need to change my address. Commander, as long as you call me 'senpai' until tomorrow, how about Atago granting one of your wishes? Hehe~"

PS: It took three hours to revise and recode this chapter... It's really a dog!

PS2: just have a meal, rest for a while, watch yesterday's S9 play-in match and come back to continue code~~

PS3: By the way, does anyone familiar with the competition know whether the third seed IG of the LPL will directly enter the group stage or play in the play-in stage?By the way, if it's the group stage, when will our first LPL match be played?

Chapter 143. Human Possibilities Are Infinite

The next day.

An Lun, who usually insists on getting up early, didn't show up at the dinner table until lunch today.

Today, he looked extraordinarily haggard, and his face was a little yellow.It looks like it has lost a lot of nutrients.

Most of the girls thought that the commander was too tired during this time.

Only Dafeng and Fusang were keenly aware of something.

After all, the two of them are too familiar with such a commander.

Look at the Commander, and look at Atago who has been in a good mood since this morning.

If you don't feel anything, then the IQ of Fusang and Dafeng can basically be classified as that of San Diego.

"Your Highness, thank you for your hard work." Looking at his lover distressedly, Fusang put a big chicken drumstick in An Lun's bowl very thoughtfully: "Eat more, I will buy you a pig's heart in the evening, and I will have a drink for you." You make up."

"Thanks, thank you, Fusang..." Weakly thanked, An Lun picked up the chopsticks.

Then, he was surprised to find that his hands seemed to be trembling slightly unconsciously.

I didn't notice it before, but after picking up the chopsticks, it was very obvious.

"Really, can't you restrain yourself a bit? Consider the commander's physical condition more or less!"

After softly complaining in Atang's ear, Dafeng put down his tableware and came to An Lun's side, intending to feed him.

"Sorry, Commander~"

Helplessly looking at Atago who was gesticulating this mouth shape apologetically, An Lun sighed and chose to accept his fate.

The one who wants to play bad is oneself, and the one who is played bad in the end is also oneself.

An Lun can't help it, he is also very desperate!

An Lun once thought that if you die under the peony flower, you can be a ghost, and you are all fucking farting.

It wasn't until he had experienced it himself that he realized that the ancient sages did not deceive him.

After all, it's better to be dead than half-dead like yourself, right?