Abandoned Pit Admiral Unveiled Coffin

"Well, since you've already said that, Commander, let's talk about the business." In order to avoid being harmed, Dadi Mama pulled the quilt to cover the entire neck: "Commander, what do you think? , What gift would be better for Chicheng?"

"Send a gift...to Akagi?"

"In order to stabilize Ron in the morning, didn't I say something that made Chicheng unhappy. Therefore, I want to buy some gifts to apologize to her. After all, we are all sisters of a town guard house, and we will see each other when we look down. If something happens because of this incident If there is a gap, the commander will be very embarrassed, right?"

"I see."

Nodding his head, although there was no change on the surface, in An Lun's heart, he had already blown up the double quotient of the great emperor.

Sure enough, mature women do things to make people feel at ease!

If you were Dafeng and Chicheng, An Lun could even imagine the scene of the two ketone bodies wrestling together and pulling each other's hair.

Those videos of beating mistresses in the previous life are probably nothing more than this.

Of course, in the eyes of Dafeng and Chicheng, except for themselves, everyone else is probably a mistress.

"For Chicheng, Great Emperor, do you want to try to give her a brush with smooth hair?"

"Smooth brush?"

"It's an enlarged version of the brush that Lun Lun uses." Touching his chin, An Lun said solemnly: "Didn't many of Shige Sakura's ship girls have hairy ears and big tails? Kaga complained that every morning, they got up half an hour earlier than the others to smooth their tails and ears."

"So that's how it is." He hammered the palm of his hand suddenly, and Frederick the Great seemed to have thought of something: "I've also heard from Amagi that, for the heavy cherry ship girl, the hair on the tail and ears is their hair. Noodles. It is as important as hair."

"All in all, I still have to thank you, Commander. If it weren't for you, I might never have thought about it in this direction for the rest of my life."

Silently remembered the gift to Chicheng, and the atmosphere in the room gradually became ambiguous.

Now that the business is over, the next step is really...

Hugging An Lun's neck, not giving him any room to resist, Frederick the Great pressed his lips tightly to An Lun's mouth like a robber.

Although in terms of character, Frederick the Great is indeed a mature and stable big sister.But even if it is a big sister, it is impossible to be born with everything.

In the clumsy attack, the initiative of Frederick the Great was also transferred to An Lun's hands at some point.

The moonlight is beautiful, today is indeed a big ensemble night.

An Lun and the Great finally began to compose the first movement of the hymn to life!

PS: Comrades who are married to Da Di Ma Ma, please raise your hand, let me see how popular Da Di Ma Ma is!

PS2: I'm working overtime today, I'm still in meetings, and I've been doing marketing for the whole Christmas season, and I have a terrible headache.

PS3: I try to speed up the coding speed. In the contact of the three chapters, I can code as many chapters as possible. Brothers, please be considerate.

Chapter 344. Who Said Dad Can't Be Sexy?

Early the next morning, Aslan came to the beautiful boat as promised, and was going to discuss with An Lun about taking him to the South Dakota teacher.

however……

"Good morning, Aslan..."

The one who came out to greet him was An Lun, who was completely different from yesterday—not to mention the dark circles under his eyes, which were as dark as breasts in the pool, and the feet that were still trembling slightly when walking were a bit exaggerated.

As the commander, Aslan could see what happened last night at a glance.

Holding An Lun by his arm, Aslan asked sympathetically, "Senior, did you... get on the ship yesterday?"

"Hey... I don't go to hell, who goes to hell..."

Shaking his head, An Lun picked up a banana from the fruit basket after being supported by Aslan, "Do you want one?"

"Heart, heart, senior. Hood and I just had breakfast."

Thinking back to the two bananas he ate on the beautiful boat yesterday, Aslan quickly shook his head, signaling An Lun not to take care of himself like this.

While An Lun and Aslan were chatting every sentence, Cleveland, who just passed the lottery yesterday and served as a member of this week's secretary group, also came to the meeting hall with her notepad.

Probably in order to look more suitable for the secretary's job, Cleveland even changed into a uniform that showed off his figure today.

Gorgeous make-up was applied to her fair and delicate face.

Outside the simple and capable white shirt, there is a dark blue secretary vest and a hip skirt of the same color.

The thin black pantyhose outlined the girl's legs in a perfect and attractive shape.

The high heels on the feet made Cleveland, who had a perfect body proportion, look even taller.

"This, this is...Miss Cleveland!?"

Although I saw those members of the Sea Knights who were famous in Ketebo City in the fleet of senior An Lun yesterday, Aslan would never have imagined that Cleveland, who was rampant on the court, would have such a full-fledged team. The feminine side.

"..."

As for An Lun, this guy has long been dumbfounded.

If it weren't for Aslan's presence, An Lun might have touched Ke Da's black silk leg with the aftereffects of the weak ship at this moment.

"F-commander... please, please don't read it anymore! Didn't you say that I need to record something important!"

Facing the commander's undisguised gaze, Cleveland first twisted his legs unnaturally, and after a while, turned his neck with his face flushed.

Although this is a bit weird, but Cleveland, she did it!

She used her charm to prove one thing to An Lun and the younger sisters who were peeking outside the conference hall—masculinity and femininity can indeed perfectly appear in the same person.