Abandoned Pit Admiral Unveiled Coffin

"From today onwards, I am your husband, Fusang. In this life, I will never betray you."

When the beautiful diamond ring slid across her fingers and finally stayed on the root of the ring finger of her left hand, the girl's lacrimal glands, like a dam bursting, completely collapsed.

But if you look closely, you can definitely see it.

In the depths of the girl's eyes, which are like the evening mist and the rain of cherry blossoms, there is joy and joy covered by tears.

"Everyone is still watching, why are you crying?"

Holding the girl's cheeks, he gently wiped away the traces of her tears with his fingers.

In fact, why isn't An Lun excited?

This is reality, not a game.

The so-called oath is not just as simple as buying a wedding ring in a store and putting it on the wife of the ship.

Fusang was able to accept himself, and An Lun was already so happy that he was about to go to heaven.

But he can't.

He is her reliance, he must be more calm than before, more like a man who can withstand storms, isn't he?

"Because... woo... so... so happy!"

Sniffing, Fusang firmly stopped his crying.

Now, she is His Highness's wife.She can't embarrass her husband in front of outsiders.

"Your Highness, the appearance is all over the place. The current appearance of Fusang must be ridiculous, right?"

"No way." Firmly holding the girl's hands, An Lun couldn't stop the joy in his heart: "Fusang is Fusang, no matter what you become, you are my most lovely wife."

"Your Highness, Your Highness..." The sudden sweet words made Fusang's thoughts, which had finally calmed down a little, become agitated again.

She lowered her head embarrassingly, and looked at the pair of big hands that were holding her tightly:

"Your Highness, I have a small request. If you say it, can you not make fun of me?"

"Of course, silly girl... No, it should be said that she is a silly daughter-in-law now."

"Then, then I'll say it!"

Bai Wugou's face was already stained with a faint blush at some point.

The fluffy ears quivered with anxiety.

Like a young girl confessing to her sweetheart for the first time, Fusang moved her lips and whispered in An Lun's ear:

"A-Actually, I... have always envied Lafite, who can act like a baby freely in your arms, but I'm always too embarrassed to speak, so..."

Without any precautions, An Lun was thrown into his arms by a cute big cat.

Coach, she hit someone with the ball——! !

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PS: This chapter has been deleted and modified several times, and the update is a bit late, sorry.

PS2: An Lun has found a new wife, don't you guys plan to vote to celebrate? ?

Chapter 055. It's Strawberry Ripe Season Again

On the night of the ceremony, a little later.

Tennessee, in her military van, waited patiently for her passengers.

An Lun and his party in the shrine were quickly packing their luggage.

An Lun can be sure that after tonight, Fusang and Shancheng will become more popular than before.

In order not to be disturbed in his future life, An Lun decided to take all the girls and move overnight to the small bungalow in Guanghui.

The handover of the shrine was actually completed yesterday.So don't worry that there will be no one to take care of it after you leave. What An Lun has to do now is to take advantage of the cover of the night to get a golden cicada out of its shell.

Because the number of salute belts was the least, An Lun was the first to complete the preparations.

Fusang was helping Shancheng and Lafite, so An Lun naturally had to go to Guanghui first.

"Guanghui, how are your clothes?"

Knocked on the door, no response.

"Glory?"

Keep knocking on the door, still no response.

An Lun frowned. Although it was impolite to enter someone else's room without the owner's consent, he still pushed the door of Guanghui's room out of concern for Guanghui.

"Referring, Commander?"

Clothes spilled all over the floor, Guang Hui, who was sitting on the bed, looked at the man who suddenly appeared in his room as if waking up from a dream.

"Guanghui? What's wrong with you?"

Looking around the messy room, An Lun felt something was wrong, but couldn't put it into words. He took three steps at a time and sat anxiously by Guanghui's bed, and put the back of his hand on her forehead: "I'm sick!" Is it? Or do you feel uncomfortable somewhere?"

"I……"