Abandoned Pit Admiral Unveiled Coffin

"Me too... I only started to like it in the past two months." Jean Bart rolled his eyes, avoiding Dunkirk's sight.

She would not admit that recently because she had nothing to do, she just watched the pirated discs that Su Guanhai gave An Lun when he left Arthur City.

Coincidentally, the first disc is the movie "Hachiko"

When watching this movie for the first time, Jean Bart's eyes were swollen from crying.

Jean Bart once thought that in his life, he would never shed tears for anyone other than the commander.

But Hachiko's performance in the movie still made her cry.

And since then, Jean Bart has developed an irrepressible affection for these furry little creatures.

Even the Grim Reaper, whom she ruthlessly called 'pig', became much more pleasing to the eye after this.

"However, since Barr, you also want to post Moments like the Monarch, you just need to borrow Lun Lun from Atago Takao and the others, and then take a selfie. Why bother with the whole morning?"

"I……"

Jean Bart opened his mouth.

After a long time, she explained the reason for her entanglement as if resigned to fate: "I have never been intimate with small animals. I wanted to ask the monarch what to do, but because I felt too ashamed, I never Make up your mind."

"That's it?"

Dunkirk rubbed his temples helplessly.

She really didn't expect that Jean Bart would struggle with such a silly question all morning.

"Forget it, I still have a little experience with animals. You can't even speak to the monarch, let me teach you."

After finishing speaking, Dunkirk got up and opened the door of the dessert room, leaving only a figure from behind.

"I'm going to borrow Lun Lun from Atago and Kaohsiung. You stay here, don't move around."

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Ten minutes later, Dunkirk successfully brought Lun Lun back to the dim sum house.

Probably because when making snacks, the remaining ingredients are made into special snacks that dogs can eat.A very good relationship has already been cultivated between Lun Lun and Dunkirk.

"Baal, I brought Lun Lun."

Gently rubbing the little guy's furry head, Dunkirk placed it directly on the table where he and Jean Bart were sitting.

As a result, the little guy wagged his tail excitedly and licked Dunkirk's fingers just after he regained his freedom.

"Good, great, Dunkirk!"

Unexpectedly, Dunkirk was so loved by Lun Lun, and Jean Bart subconsciously revealed a look of envy.

"Also, after a closer inspection, I realized that this kid, Lun Lun, is cuter than I thought."

"Wang?"

As if sensing Jean Bart's gaze, Lun Lun also turned his dog's head curiously.

Although he knew that Jean Bart was his neighbor, but because he had never had close contact with her, Lun Lun was not only curious, but also wary.

For example, when Jean Bart couldn't bear the cuteness of the little guy and stretched out his hand to caress the dog's head like Dunkirk, Lun Lun would immediately avoid it, and then kept going towards Dunkirk. Back in the direction that Ke is in.

"This……"

Jean Bart's face was immediately filled with grievances.

It has to be said that dogs are still very lethal to girls.

You know, Jean Bart never had such an expression on his face when he was defeated by Massachusetts.

"Lun Lun it, you really don't like me?"

"That's not the case."

Dunkirk rolled his eyes and said, "Dogs are like us. They are more vigilant when facing strangers. What you have to do, Barr, is to let Lun Lun feel your kindness first. Just let go of your guard."

"Let's guard me down... Then, how about letting him touch my thigh just like he did with the Commander?"

"Lun Lun is not interested in this!"

Dumbfoundingly looking at Jean Bart who said these words in a serious manner, Dunkirk pointed to the kitchen and said, "There should be half a corn sausage in the kitchen, Barr, take it out and feed it to Let's eat, Lun Lun."

"Row."

Nodding his head, Jean Bart immediately got up and walked into the back kitchen, and took out a small half of corn sausage.

"Shove it straight into its mouth?"

After gesticulating to Lun Lun with corn sausage, Jean Bart said confidently: "I think companies usually feed death like this."

"No way! Lun Lun is not the same as Death!"

Like a mother-in-law who is teaching her daughter-in-law to breastfeed her grandson, Dunkirk said earnestly: "The esophagus and stomach of the god of death are both specialized. Lun Lun is just an ordinary puppy, so they can't be compared at all, okay?"

"Then... break the corn intestines into small pieces and feed them to him?"