Transmigrating Into a Violent General's Sweetheart Breeder

Standing at the door was Lu Jinbei.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, the man withdrew his gaze from staring at the rose fence at the entrance of the nursery school, and lightly landed on Ling Huan.

Chengcheng's calf pedaling stopped, and he tilted his head to look at Lu Jinbei in Ling Huan's position, opened his mouth and waved his short hand at Lu Jinbei with a smile, "Brother just said you are huh! "

Ling Huan's right eyelid twitched twice, and he quickly covered Chengcheng's mouth with his hand. He looked up pretending to be calm, "Why are you here?"

Looking at the aircraft standing quietly not far away, Ling Huan asked a little uncertainly, "Have you been waiting for a long time?"

Why didn't Lu Jinbei send him a message?

"It didn't take long."

Ling Huan was inexplicably uneasy, his heart had been beating fast since he saw Lu Jinbei just now and couldn't stop.

Why are you waiting for him at the gate of the nursery school today?Didn't you stuff Lu Jinbei with sugar yesterday, can you forget about these two days?Is there a problem again?

When he thought of something wrong with Lu Jinbei, besides feeling a headache, he also breathed a sigh of relief.

It has nothing to do with him if the props don't work, he uses everything that can be used, and reports any problems in time to actively correct them.

He is very dedicated.

If you want to be punished, you should also punish 009.

Ling Huan stared at Lu Jinbei's expressionless face for a long time, unable to see any results, and asked tentatively, "Come to see me, do you have something to ask? Didn't I tell you in the morning that nothing happened in the past few days, remember?" I can't remember..."

Lu Jinbei moved closer to him.

"What do you want me to forget?"

Ling Huan was sweating coldly on his back, and he laughed dryly, pretending to be stupid, "What did you say? Why didn't I understand? When I went out in the morning, it seemed that you were not asked to pick me up at night. I just asked why."

Lu Jinbei looked at him calmly avoiding his gaze, the corners of his lips curled up in a shallow arc, and said in a low voice, "The alarm clock set by Guangnao rang an hour ago, and there was a note written on it to say the end I'm coming to the nursery to pick you up."

"I don't remember, don't you remember?" Lu Jinbei looked at him sideways, "The alarm was set three days ago. I should come to pick you up every day these days, right?"

"Of course I remember." Ling Huan took the lead and walked forward, rubbing his temples while walking, "I'm too busy with work recently, I tend to forget things."

He squeezed his palms, wiped the sweat from his hands on his clothes, and quickly got on Lu Jinbei's aircraft.

It turned out to be an alarm clock.

Good thing it was just an alarm.

Not a third person to remind.

According to Lu Jinbei's character, it is definitely impossible to tell others about the things that happened with him before.

It seems that Lu Jinbei really didn't remember it.

On the contrary, he was too eager because he was worried that something might go wrong, which would arouse the other party's suspicion.

Ling Huan decided to act more naturally from now on.

……

A very remote bar in Ole Star.

Although the place is remote, it is very lively when you enter the door.

The resident band was playing drums, and there were a lot of people in the bar, most of them were alphas and betas with strong bodies. They were dressed casually and were incompatible with upper-class people, and there was a lot of noise around them.

In this kind of place, even if you are very close, you have to speak at the top of your voice in order for the other party to hear clearly.

Si Jingming sat in the most inconspicuous little corner, looking at the expensive price list of the bar casually, while staring at the time from the corner of his eye.

In front of him was a hand wrapped in a white glove.

Two glasses of lemonade and a porcelain plate on a wooden table.

There was a small palm-sized cake standing on the porcelain plate, a heart-shaped chocolate was placed on top, and a golden spoon was considerately placed on the side.

In the air filled with all kinds of wine smells and alpha mixed pheromones, the sweet cake aroma recklessly broke in, as if a piece of honey had been smeared on his table.

"Waiter." Si Jingming frowned slightly, feeling that the person standing beside him had not left after delivering the things, but calmly held the plate between them, "Did the things go to the wrong table?"

The waiter bent down to listen to him, his voice was gentle and magnetic, "Sir, what did you say?"

"I only ordered two glasses of water."

Si Jingming raised his head, his voice suddenly stopped, "Why are you here?"

He suddenly realized that he had met this sneaky man several times, but he still didn't know the name of the other party. He pursed his lower lip. The other party seemed to be smart enough to know what he was thinking one step ahead. He took out a piece of material from his vest pocket. The thicker paper, took a pen on the table, bent down and quickly wrote a word on the paper.

The lead prints with deep traces were illuminated by the warm-colored lights on the top of the bar, as if glowing with hot golden light.

The man curled his lips into a smile, and when Si Jingming met his eye-catching handsome face, he realized that the man's pupils were as transparent as amber when illuminated by the radiant lights.

"Didn't you tell me to find a job? I'm listening to you."

The man's fingers pushing the paper were cold, and when they touched his fingertips suddenly, Si Jingming shivered from the cold.

Si Jingming lowered his eyes and saw clearly that there was a word written on the paper, wild.

The man whispered, "I'm working here today, Doctor Si, just call me Aye."

Feeling that the name was a bit intimate, Si Jingming didn't say it out with the tip of his tongue against his teeth for a long time, and said, "You put your things on the wrong table."

"That's right." Tan Ye bent down, leaned on Si Jingming and spoke in a loose voice, with long eyelashes drooping, "Because you are so good-looking, this dessert is deducted from my salary."

"I sent this to you personally."

Si Jingming was not used to being approached so close, so he tilted his head subconsciously, "No need, I don't like to eat..."

"How do you know if you like it if you don't try it?"

The porcelain plate that Si Jingming pushed back was held down by his slender fingertips, and he turned the direction calmly and sent it back again.

Tan Ye felt that the strength that was originally intended to resist was withdrawn, smiled and lightly touched Si Jingming's shoulder, and quickly withdrew his hand before the other party got angry.

"Eating sweets will put you in a good mood, don't keep a straight face."

The door of the bar was pushed open by a burly bearded man. Tan Ye was standing behind the bar counter with a calm expression, wiping the glass in his hands. The bar counter was facing the door.

He glanced at the hurried man, raised his brows slightly, changed his posture to lean against the bar, and moved two steps to the side, just enough to have a panoramic view of Si Jingming's table.

The bearded man walked straight up to Si Jingming, took a gulp of the lemonade on the table, and then sat down relaxedly. He looked at the small plate of cakes on the table with some surprise.

The cake was half eaten.

It was obvious that Si Jingming, who had been sitting here just now, ate it.

"When did you like sweets?" The man touched his chin, and when he slapped the glass on the table with too much force, the table trembled.

The golden spoon scraped against the porcelain plate, making a harsh sound. Si Jingming was silent for a moment, pushed the thing aside, took out a piece of paper to wipe the corner of his mouth, and said calmly,

"It's free, I'll have a taste."

"Olestar is the most expensive little gadget." The bearded man said with a little teasing, "I thought you had lost your temper."

"Let's get down to business." He panted for breath, looked around at the people drinking and fisting in the bar, moved slightly closer to Si Jingming, lowered his voice,

"There are clues to what we were looking for before."

……

Ling Huan's perception of emotions is extraordinarily strong.

Tonight he clearly made ten pieces of sweet and sour dried fish for Lu Jinbei, but Lu Jinbei ate five pieces. He usually ate two bowls of rice, but today he only ate one bowl.

He felt that Lu Jinbei was angry.

But Lu Jinbei acted nonchalantly.

The most disturbing thing was that he didn't know why Lu Jinbei was angry. Could it be because he really waited 10 minutes longer at the nursery school gate today?

Ling Huan was worried about Lu Jinbei's future lover. He got angry after waiting for more than 20 minutes. How impatient he was, and he didn't send a message when he arrived. He hid in the corner and waited for someone to find out. Didn't wait long, isn't this deliberately looking for anger?

The psychology of cats is indeed puzzling.

In the future, if you fall in love, will you stand at the date and pinch the stopwatch to calculate the arrival time for your lover?

He hasn't been angry because Lu Jinbei was affected by pheromones and forced him to bed, making him no longer a virgin magician. Why did Lu Jinbei sue the villain first?

Ling Huan frowned slightly. Now that Lu Jinbei had lost that memory, if he was really angry, he seemed to have no one to vent his anger on, so he could only sulk himself.

When I returned to the room, I didn't find Lu Jinbei, but instead saw a small ball bulging high under the quilt.

He lifted the quilt and saw a little leopard with messy fur, its long tail patted back and forth on the sheet unhappily.

Ling Huan couldn't help lowering his eyebrows at Fluffy. The situation was the same as last night. He guessed that it was a problem with the props in the spiritual realm, but now Lu Jinbei couldn't remember what happened before, so he had to open his eyes wide. Make a look of surprise, and ask again, "Why did you become a beast?"

Lu Jinbei pressed his paw on Ling Huan's thigh, "I don't know."

"The hair is in a mess." Ling Huan picked up a small ball, hooked the drawer with his fingertips and took out the smoothing brush, "Shall I help you re-do it?"

Lu Jinbei stepped into Ling Huan's arms, lifted his back and brought it to Ling Huan's hand.

Helping Lu Jinbei deal with the knotted place, the palm of his hand was rubbed by the soft hair, Ling Huan couldn't help but replaced the position of the smoothing brush with his own hand, and touched his fluffy head contentedly, When he withdrew his hand, a few long golden hairs came out from between the fingers.

The atmosphere was obviously still tense, but Ling Huan suddenly laughed, knowing that the leopard facing him was hard when it transformed into a human form, but now its soft appearance really poked his heart.

Lu Jinbei didn't understand why he raised his head.

Ling Huan met the slender golden pupils, and immediately stopped smiling, and brought the palm still holding Mao to Lu Jinbei, coughed lightly, "No, Lu Jinbei, I didn't want to laugh at you. You mean, but you really lost your hair."

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