Abandoned Pit Admiral Unveiled Coffin

Tiancheng, never agree!

Of course, An Lun didn't know the little gossip in the hearts of the girls.

In other words, even if he knew, he could only pretend to be stupid.

After all, there is only one life. If he plays with fire again, he may even save the cremation step.

"Well, Commander, do you want to send you back to rest first?"

Probably because he was a little embarrassed by the undisguised stares of the sisters, Bismarck wanted to leave here with some urgency.

Unfortunately, before An Lun could speak, he was carried away by the Kitchen Goddess.And Bismarck, also hooked by Eugen's neck, went to the other side.

"I said Bismarck, you are unexpectedly good at dealing with men."

Seeing An Lun with a bitter face, being taken away by the Kitchen Goddess while pulling her ears and preaching, Eugen asked excitedly: "Look, the commander is like that. You don't know how to control yourself a little bit." ?”

"Who can control the amount of salt when cooking for the first time!"

Blushing, Bismarck immediately refuted.

"So, I'd rather put less salt when cooking, and make it up later if it's a big deal. Don't sprinkle a lot of salt at once, and don't even give a chance to make up for it..."

Eugene sighed silently...

What she said just now, she was actually just gawking at Bismarck.

Although she understands the truth, who can guarantee that if she gets caught while cooking, will she sprinkle more salt than Bismarck?

"Speaking of which, Bismarck... Will you use the sweater I gave you yesterday?"

"Use, use..."

As soon as he said this, Bismarck blushed a little.

And seeing her appearance, Eugen immediately knew all about it.

Presumably that sweater should be very useful.

"Hey, Bismarck, remember to return it to me after washing it?"

"That, that..."

Bismarck blushed even more.

She fiddled with her fingers in a panic, and after a while, she mustered up the courage to explain to Eugen: "I... have no way to return it to you, Eugen."

"Eh?"

"The sweater... there are a lot of unthreaded places..." Bismarck avoided Eugen's eyes guiltily.

"Off the thread, Zara wove it herself, unless someone tore it apart..."

Eugen's voice stopped abruptly.

Staring at Bismarck in disbelief, Eugen suddenly realized that he seemed to have underestimated her all along?

Her sweater was ruined by Bismarck and the commander just like that! ?

"I said, Bismarck! You paid me for my sweater!!!!"

PS: I updated it today, I brushed the pictures for a while, the update is late, please forgive me~ hehe~

PS2: I just graduated after 150 rounds (300 Rubik's Cubes), and I have been stuck in Reno. Bremerton had to come to two to make Reno. How many Rubik's Cubes did you use?

Chapter 539 concerns

On the blue sea, a huge cruise ship was sailing at a constant speed against the wind.

Three days have passed since I had a date with Bismarck alone.

Today's An Lun has completely regained his vitality.At the moment, he is actively discussing something with Zara in Zara's clothing store.

As the saying goes, food and clothing think about lust and desire, and hunger and cold steal the heart.

After being almost sent away by Bismarck directly, An Lun learned from the painful experience and decided that he must never let himself continue to indulge in the beautiful bodies of the girls!

Therefore, whether it is An Lun or the girls, they must find an opportunity to vent their excess energy.

And sports naturally became An Lun's first choice.

At this moment, he is having a heated discussion with Zara on how to design the girls' sportswear.

It is true that An Lun's idea is indeed excellent.

But in a sense, he is a person who is extremely easy to be led by others.

For example, An Lun's definition of "sportswear" is being slowly brought into a strange alley by Zara.

In layman's terms, Zara is brainwashing his commander.Wash the normal sportswear in his subconscious from 'Adidas Nike style' to 'White Eagle' style.

Although for ordinary people, brainwashing sounds a bit outrageous.

But looking at the design drawings of the tennis outfits and cheerleading uniforms, An Lun immediately unloaded the thinking module of his head.

strength?Versatility?Camp combination?

It's all bullshit!