Abandoned Pit Admiral Unveiled Coffin

"It's nothing, I didn't say anything." An Lun shook his head. Although Guanghui was good, he didn't dare to say that he missed other women in front of her.

Men, the basic desire to survive is still necessary.

Unfortunately, An Lun still underestimated Jian Niang's hearing.

"I heard it all. Commander, you were thinking about Belfa and Dunkirk just now, right? Did you dislike me and Fusang's slow movement?"

His beautiful big eyes stared straight at An Lun, and his shining hands were deliberately crossed on his chest, supporting his Opie.It was as if telling An Lun that his body was out of balance, and his sight was always blocked when he lowered his head to chop vegetables.Slower is normal.

"But obviously Dunzi and Befa are not small! According to what you say, isn't Saratoga the fastest vegetable chopping in the world?"

Although he really wanted to refute this, his growing desire to survive still made An Lun swallow his words.

Putting the steaming fried pork in the iron pan on a plate, An Lun racked his brains, and finally came up with a bastard answer: "Aren't I worried that you and Fusang's sight will be blocked by me, and I will cut your fingers?"

"But Belfast and Dunkirk are not small either!"

Gan!

An Lun was about to cry!

Why do you use what I want to say to deal with me!

An Lun sadly found out that the desire to survive is really bullshit.Because the moment you start a conversation with a woman, you're doomed.

So, what to do after failure?

It's easy, pay for it!

As long as the sincerity is in place, there will be no girls who can't handle it!

"Speaking of which, Guanghui hasn't bought new clothes for a long time. This time the sponsor gave us a lot of money. How about we go shopping in the mall after the festival is over?"

"The cheongsam at Donghuang seems to be very popular recently."

Seriously thinking about An Lun's proposal, Guanghui turned his gaze to Fusang who was cutting fruit.

Needless to say, the cutting is really not fast.

Obviously Fusang has tried his best to keep his sight away from the covering in front of his chest, but with each cut, the naughty covering will start to shake for a while.And with every shake, Fusang has to start looking for an angle with a wider view.

An Lun could hardly move his eyes away!

"Fusang, what do you think?"

Ignoring An Lun, Guanghui hugged Fusang from behind very intimately, and fixed the blocking object with his own hands.

"It's a great help!" Gratefully glanced at Guanghui's hands that were comfortably resting on the cover, and his vision was no longer blocked, and Fusang's hand movements suddenly became much faster: "Speaking of which, Guanghui was talking to His Highness just now. Are you discussing cheongsam?"

"Yeah, it's the traditional costume of Donghuang! A slim, majestic and dignified cheongsam. The commander just said that he would buy it for us!"

"Cheongsam... When I saw Yixian Boat before, I was very moved."

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"Then, let's say it like this, Commander." Holding Fusang in his arms, Guanghui and Fusang's faces showed a smile of 'the plan was successful' at the same time.

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After more than an hour, An Lun finally finished today's lunch.

To be honest, this was the first time he had spent such a long time preparing a meal, and it was indeed tiring enough.

However, looking at the happy smiles on the girls' faces after eating the food he carefully prepared, An Lun felt that all the sacrifices were worthwhile.

I would give everything, just for your smile.

This is probably the state of mind contained in this sentence, right?

"Commander, don't you want to eat?"

Holding a piece of watermelon in his hand, Lafite, who was eighty percent full after eating, obediently came to the steps in front of the main hall of the shrine, and sat down beside An Lun.

"For me, I ate it when I was in the kitchen just now, so I'm not hungry."

Eyes bent into two crescents, An Lun stretched out his hand and gently rubbed the little guy's head.

"Well……"

Closing his eyes with enjoyment like a small animal, gradually, Lafite leaned his whole body on An Lun's arm.

"Commander, you have worked hard."

"No." He looked at the little one who was leaning against him in relief. To be honest, An Lun really didn't expect that Lafite would be the first to come to care for him.

This feeling, as if her daughter had become sensible overnight, filled An Lun with an inexplicable sense of pride and accomplishment.

"I can see the smiles on your faces, and the fatigue on your body will all fly away."

"Commander." Tilting his head, he looked at An Lun suspiciously.

Although I don't know why the commander said that, but looking at the smiles on the faces of his friends, Lafite will indeed become happier.

"Commander, reward."