Abandoned Pit Admiral Unveiled Coffin

However, An Lun still burrowed into Emperor Frederick's arms very cooperatively.

No man will hate this soft touch.

"Commander, does your head still hurt?"

"It's better, but it's still a little uncomfortable. I need to sleep again."

"It's a pity. It seems that today, there is no way to play the hymn of life with the commander."

Love is not forced. Frederick the Great knew that there would be many opportunities in the future.

Moreover, the commander who is not feeling well can't perfectly play the male part of the hymn to life.

For music, Frederick the Great was definitely a perfectionist.The precious first chorus cannot be wasted like this.

"Emperor, you said just now that you want to sing... what is it?"

Probably because his head was not so comfortable, An Lun didn't hear what Frederick the Great said just now.

"It's nothing, Commander, let me sing you a lullaby?"

"A lullaby?"

Speaking of it, the emperor seems to be very good at music.But An Lun hadn't really heard her playing, or singing.

"Then... just sing a short paragraph." An Lun closed his eyes, feeling the faint fragrance of the blue cornflower on the Emperor's body: "Really, just a short paragraph. I'll fall asleep right away, So, my lord, hurry up and go to bed."

"Obey, my... little husband."

PS: Brothers, post more sand sculptures in the group, the stock of sand sculptures is seriously insufficient, and the soul of this broken book is almost gone.One hour of coding, half an hour of modification, and two hours of finding sand sculptures, it was too difficult for me.

Chapter 205. Glorious Uniform

In the messy room, notebooks full of text were scattered everywhere.

At this moment, An Lun is carefully reading the information collected in the past few days.

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There was a knock on the door, and after a while, Guanghui in a sky blue dress entered An Lun's room:

"Guian, Commander."

"Guanghui, you are finally here!"

Looking at the visitor with joy, after temporarily putting down the notebook and pen in his hand, An Lun rushed towards Guanghui like a suckling swallow returning home, making his favorite soft landing.

"Ah...really, why is Commander still acting like a child?"

He wasn't angry because of An Lun's actions. As An Lun's wedding ship, Guanghui was quite happy to let the commander act like a baby like this.

Gently stroking An Lun's head, Guanghui glanced around the messy house: "The commander asked me to come over, did you ask me to help clean up the room?"

"That's not it!"

Reluctantly leaving Glorious Tender Township, An Lun pointed to the scattered notebooks: "These are all the information I have recorded in the past few days, but because there are too many, I need someone to help me check and screen them. .”

"Ah, it's rare for the commander to act seriously~"

"Isn't what I've been doing all this time serious?" An Lun raised his hands in protest like a silly monkey.

"Hehe, everyone says that genius is ninety-nine percent perspiration and one percent inspiration, but what most people see is the side of genius, not the side of hard work. And the commander's The composition is exactly [-]% nonsensical plus [-]% seriousness..."

Although Guanghui's words have come to an end here, the meaning she wants to express is already self-evident.

"Speaking of which, why my indecency is [-]% more than Edison's efforts!"

"Because it's all the commander's fault, Yu-chan hasn't been close to me recently..."

"..."

Sorry, Youjiang may become a homeless orphan in the future.

He complained silently in his heart, but considering that there was still a lot of information to be screened, An Lun finally sat back at his desk, and helped Guanghui pull out a chair by the way:

"Guanghui, can you help us to screen together? You are one of the ship girls who have been in the tutelary mansion for the longest time, and you know the sisters in the port area quite well. So..."

"With pleasure, Commander."

He took out a pair of black-rimmed glasses from the four-dimensional gully on his chest, and after putting them on, Guanghui immediately changed from a gentle and intellectual big sister to a shrewd and capable secretary lady: "Hey, I remembered that the commander was not here. It was the time when I was a secretary."

"During that time...was it hard?" An Lun quietly took Guanghui's soft little hand from under the desk.

"Actually, it's okay." Shaking his head and gently kissing An Lun's forehead, Guanghui pulled out the hand that was held by An Lun, and carefully flipped through the notebook: "Although the commander is not around It’s a bit regretful, but during that time, I did grow a lot.”

"Guanghui is already excellent! No need to grow anymore!"

After handing Guanghui a pen, An Lun also turned her attention back to the notebook from her face: "I will never give you the opportunity to grow again in the future!"

"Commander, are you sulking?"

"No...just... I still feel a little sorry for Guanghui..." An Lun seemed a little disappointed.

"Hmph, you can't work well like this, Commander."