Abandoned Pit Admiral Unveiled Coffin

At that time, An Lun's favorite thing to do was to poke her body without listening, and while listening to her performance of lines, he observed the changes in her expression when she spoke different lines.

If the frequency of An Lun poking other secretary ships is compared to the frequency of soul intercourse between normal couples, then the frequency of An Lun poking Dunkirk is the hand punching frequency of the sand sculpture group friends who watch Setu every day!

"Dunkirk!"

Looking at the 'Christmas Surprise' in front of him with joy, although An Lun didn't know why Dunkirk suddenly appeared in this place.

But at this time, hug it, it's right!

PS: The third update, take a shower and continue!

Chapter 417. Hurry up, hurry up, Dunzi is in a hurry!

Dunkirk's body is soft and warm.This is the most intuitive feeling after An Lun hugged her.

He could feel that Dunkirk's body was trembling slightly.

The breathing of the two people is rising and falling in each other's ears, and they can even hear each other's heartbeat, as if the two people have merged into one body at this moment.

"..."

My wife at the side sighed helplessly.

Although it felt a little sour, but as a kind and good girl, my wife did not disturb the reunion between Dunkirk and the commander after all.

"Commander, it seems that I am not suitable here, so I will go back first."

She paused, and then added: "It doesn't matter if you come back later, I will explain your situation to everyone."

"Well……"

I thought it was nothing at first, but after hearing my wife's words, Dunkirk's face suddenly burned like a fire.

To be honest, she was a little afraid to look into my wife's eyes.

Because it feels like I snatched the Commander away from my wife.

Although there was a little excitement, but more, it was an apology to the sisters.

"Hug, I'm sorry, my wife... for disturbing your time alone with the Commander..."

"It's really a little angry." She shrugged helplessly. If the person who ran out to make trouble at this time was not Dunkirk, maybe my wife would really draw a knife to protect the food.

But there is no way, who made Dunkirk, I just reunited with the commander.

Everyone has been there, so my wife can completely understand the joy of the other sisters when they reunited with the Commander.

Therefore, even if they don't want to, at this time, the girls will still choose to take a step back sensibly.

"But just this once, Dunkirk."

After helping Dunkirk to straighten the messy hair from running just now, after giving An Lun a fierce look, my wife walked in the direction of the beautiful boat and walked again:

"If you really feel sorry for me, remember to make more snacks for me when you come back! It's the kind that's only for me!"

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After my wife left, An Lun and Dunkirk found a small cafe by the side of the road and sat down.

After simply ordering two cups of clear coffee and a piece of tiramisu cake, An Lun and Dunkirk came to the small private room inside the cafe.

Well, the private room was requested by Dunkirk.

It's not because she wants to do something shady, it's just that the girl simply feels that she may not be able to control her emotions later, and sitting outside may cause An Lun trouble.

"commander……"

Facing the sweetheart whom I haven't seen for a long time, it would be a lie to say that Dunkirk was not excited.

In the dream, Dunkirk had imagined countless times that he and the commander were sitting in a small cafe, drinking coffee leisurely, chatting about daily trivial matters like ordinary couples .

It can be a joke among neighbors, or it can be a plan for their future.

She had a lot to say, and wanted to convey all her grievances and joys to An Lun.

But when things in a dream come true.Dunkirk, but I don't know where to start.

"Silly girl."

Seeing the girl's embarrassed look, An Lun gently held her palm:

"This time, I won't leave again."

"There is still a long time to come. Dunkirk, you don't need to explain everything you want to say at once."

"So, you just need to say what comes to your mind."

"..."

One hand was tightly held by An Lun, while the other hand kept rubbing against the surface of the coffee cup.

After staring at the steaming coffee in the cup for a long time, Dunkirk suddenly withdrew his hand, held An Lun's cheek with great distress and asked, "Commander, why have you lost so much weight? "

"Huh?" An Lun was slightly taken aback. Although he did make Dunkirk think of something to say, he really didn't expect that this girl would come up with such a sentence of femininity... No, it should be that the old mother is full of strength greetings.

"It's true that I've lost a lot of weight... But, isn't it good?" An Lun touched his arm. Although the skin is not as good as that of his girls, compared to the greasy and rough self before, It has indeed gotten better.