Transmigrating Into a Violent General's Sweetheart Breeder

Ling Huan was startled.

It's not that he didn't know, after 009 explained, he knew what it meant to accept Ai Lanhua, but he didn't seem to explain it to Lu Jinbei during the day, and Lu Jinbei might think he didn't understand.

The man's breath was hot, and when Ling Huan looked into his eyes, he saw the familiar flakes of gold.

"Isn't it impossible to accept it?" Ling Huan pursed his lips, looked away, and said casually, "General Lu told me that no matter who sends me flowers, I can't accept them."

Gently pushing away the flowers that Lu Jinbei handed over, he pretended not to understand, "It shouldn't be a good thing."

After being rejected once, you cannot send it a second time.

The atmosphere is not good, he can't force Ling Huan to accept.

Some people said in the post before that his tone was too tough and rigid, even betas would feel uncomfortable listening to it, let alone a sensitive omega.

After living for more than [-] years, he only restrained himself in front of Ling Huan.

I want to behave better and chase him back, but I always feel that Ling Huan is pushing him away.

Lu Jinbei lowered his hands slightly, and finally put the flowers on the table in frustration.

The side of the bed was sunken, Ling Huan touched the back of Lu Jinbei's hand, it was a little cold and damp, he didn't know where he went out at night.

Ling Huan moved to the side, obviously feeling that Lu Jinbei's spiritual realm was dispirited, so he couldn't help but talk to him, "Aren't you going to explain it to me?"

"You confiscated it."

Ling Huan froze, always feeling that Lu Jinbei was acting naively and naively, "I won't tell you if you confiscate it", but the man remained expressionless, only his tightly pursed lips revealed bad emotions.

If he turns into a beast, into Jin Beibei, he can even imagine the scene with his eyes closed, Beibei's beautiful tail will pat the bed unhappily, and then turn over and over on the bed to make a mess of the quilt It's a mess, and when he catches him out to pinch his ears and preach, he will still put on a haughty look.

Feel along the back down to the tip of the tail. If you touch Beibei twice, she will nest in her arms obediently and stop moving, and will push her head against him to let him continue to touch.

Ling Huan's fingertips were a little itchy, and he moved on the bed sheet and finally retracted.Mountain: and: three: タ.

It's a pity that since Lu Jinbei was given an amnesiac inhibitor last time, the number of Lu Jinbei's animal state has become less and less, and the half-animal state is gone.

And the land general is not someone who can make him fluff casually.

Touching the little leopard is addictive, he has to quit this feeling.

The top of Ling Huan's head was touched slightly hesitantly and abruptly, "I'll tell you the day I go back."

"Okay. Go to bed early. Tomorrow's game will be broadcast live. I don't want to fall asleep halfway through the live broadcast." Ling Huan lay back and pulled up the quilt. "Turn off the light, it's too bright."

In response to the sound, Ling Huan was embraced by someone. His body stiffened for a moment when the other person's legs were pressed against him, and then slowly relaxed when he smelled the familiar breath.

"Have you applied the medicine yet?" The man's warm palm covered the place where the needle hurt through layers of clothes, with a hint of apology as if he wanted to help him warm up, "The jungle environment is not good, although tomorrow's game The time is very short, so I have to bring the medicine with me, I also bought an insect repellent spray, and I will spray it for you before leaving."

Ling Huan hummed, took a long breath and pretended to be sleeping.

The room is a single room, and the bed is also a single bed. Even if it is a circle larger than an ordinary single bed, two adult men sleep together and it is still crowded.

Ling Huan moved to the side of the bed calmly, and when he was about to fall, he was picked up by someone, and this time they stuck together in a more intimate position than before, with his knees lifted up and touching awkwardly. Seeing a sleeping thing, afraid of being woken up by this thing, Ling Huan immediately froze and did not dare to move.

The man's voice was a little hoarse, "have a good rest."

Ling Huan closed his eyes in despair.

All right, just sleep like this.

If I knew I didn't move just now, the busier and more chaotic I became.

There was heat coming from the chest close to his back, Ling Huan thought he was not asleep, but it was almost midnight when he opened his eyes in a drowsiness.

The smart night light beside the bed emits a faint white light, which just illuminates the argillaceae on the table.

The minute hand passed twelve.

His consciousness suddenly became clearer, and the sound of the man's steady and regular breathing came from his ears, but Ling Huan's eyes fell on the orchid flowers that protruded from the table.

A petal fell off the flower without warning, swaying in an arc in the air, and fell lightly to the ground.

Piece after piece.

It all fell off in a few minutes, leaving only bare flower branches, which looked pitiful.

Ling Huan subconsciously wanted to reach out to pick it up.

The orchid is really beautiful, and it's no wonder that it can become a token of Valentine's Day in Mill Star, but the flowering period is really too short.

If someone does not think clearly within a day or accepts it in a moment of enthusiasm and confusion, he will not be responsible to anyone.

Lu Jinbei often flies to various planets, and today he stopped the little girl who sent him flowers, so he must know what sending flowers means.

Sure enough, alpha is still easily affected by pheromones, and without memory, it can't change the behavior of showing favor to high-fit omega.

Not to mention pheromones, even the body does not belong to him. Lu Jinbei was attracted by the high degree of compatibility just following the setting in the book. In the end, being able to overcome the low degree of compatibility with Luo Sheng is true love.

This should be the last time, he refused Lu Jinbei's ambiguous behavior.

Ling Huan licked his dry lips.

bitter.

He should buy more fruit when he goes back this time.

……

The Golden Spoon League is said to be broadcast live for two consecutive days, but the rest time each night is very personal, and the audience does not have time to stare at it 24 hours a day. The players will only have small aircraft to follow after entering the jungle.

In addition to the aircraft, each contestant also got a simple optical computer, which serves as a locator and a tool for short-term storage of ingredients.

There was a subtle buzzing sound in the air, and the simultaneous live broadcast had already started when the general manager of the organizer read out the request.

When the small round aircraft landed in front of Ling Huan's left, he casually met his clean and shiny monitoring electronic eyes, as if thinking of something, he suddenly smiled at the camera with his lips curled up.

Before Xiao Wang came here, he specifically told him that the Golden Spoon League will give each player an equal amount of camera time at the beginning. After the game starts, the audience can choose their favorite anchor perspective to watch.

The competition is held once every few years, and the organizers spend a lot of money to buy the three channels of Star Network, and each of the remaining channels will broadcast advertisements and jump links in a loop. The professional players are outstanding, Star Network directly attracts traffic, and the number of viewers is Doumao double the platform.

Xiao Wang asked him to perform well to attract fans, and when he came back, he might be able to squeeze Wenwen directly from the position of the first brother of the gourmet anchor.

The contestants can't see it, but the audience can see the crazy barrage during the live broadcast.

——I died on the spot. My mother was watching this show, but now my whole family is watching it after the screen is shared in the living room. There is a handsome guy among the contestants in such a serious competition this year, the Golden Spoon League!How did I not get him until the semi-finals!May I ask if there are any personal clips of this little brother in the previous preliminary and second rounds, I have a friend who wants to see it!

—Who is this, who is this, tell me what big restaurant he's working as chef, and I'm going to eat that place up.

——This is ling. After Doumao won the game, he was directly promoted to the rematch of the Golden Spoon. Now he is the most popular anchor in Doumao. Don’t watch the personal clips upstairs. Wouldn’t it be nice to come directly to the anchor’s live broadcast room?Although the number of ling live broadcasts is very small, the replays are enough for me to watch for a year. The voice is really good. Compared with my boyfriend, it is like a broken gong.

——Is it the food anchor of Doumao?Last year, I also watched the gourmet live broadcast. At that time, it seemed that the most popular anchor was Wen Wen. Was he Wen Wen?

——How could it be Wenwen? This is Ling.No, this can all be bundled, Wenwen is already cold, next one.

——Wenwen's live broadcasts have been intermittent recently, is he going to quit the circle?I heard that someone has been messing with him recently, did he offend someone?

——Let’s go back, let’s go back, I hope he’ll be far away when he quits, don’t use the words Wenwen anymore, it’s disturbing my eyes, I just want to watch Shuaizai cook in peace, Ling, I am your mother fan!

——Is there anyone watching player No. 3? Why are they discussing No. 6? 3 is also very young and handsome, he seems to be a beta student who ranks high in the alpha military academy everywhere, and his strength is quite strong.

——I’ve seen 3, but I’m not interested. Compared with Ling, it’s just average. My eyes have been raised by Ling to be very tricky.

The person in charge standing on the stage glanced at the hot discussions on StarNet and the trending searches that started to go up even without spending money, and showed a satisfied smile. He shook the manuscript on his hand and began to read the lengthy rules.

Ling Huan saw Luo Sheng who stood out from the crowd from afar, with the number 3 stuck on his chest crookedly.

Luo Sheng is short and fair-skinned, standing with the four 50-year-old uncles around him, he looks like a son and several fathers at first glance.

Ling Huan took two steps towards the edge of the crowd, and could see Luo Sheng's expression more clearly.

Luo Sheng's expression was tense from the moment he came in, his mood was impetuous and he couldn't hide anything on his face, looking around as if he was looking for someone.

Ling Huan frowned slightly, "How did Luo Sheng enter the semi-finals?"

[In addition to participating in the gourmet competition on the platform to qualify for the semi-finals, the Golden Spoon League itself will also have competitions. Luo Sheng should have participated in a few games to advance to the semi-finals. 】

The sound of gunfire from next to his ear interrupted Ling Huan's thinking, and the organizer finished cutting the ribbon in a dignified manner and announced the start of the competition.

……

The ecological environment of the jungle is good, but it also has disadvantages. For example, it started to rain finely and densely as soon as we entered, and it didn't hurt or itch when it fell on the body, but it was a bit unbearable for Ling Huan.

He has been very resistant to this wet and sticky feeling recently, and it always reminds him of the low-grade heat brought by estrus.

The cold rain just dripped on his neck, and he was inexplicably dizzy. Ling Huan raised his eyes to see the buzzing small aircraft, and when he squatted down, he touched the back of his neck calmly.

The temperature is normal, so there should be no problem.

This strange feeling may really be due to the rain.

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