Transmigrating Into a Violent General's Sweetheart Breeder

The man's fingers were soaked in the flickering fluorescent screen, his stomach let out two dull growls, and his eyes were full of desire and greed as he stared at the food.

But during the live broadcast, he could only synchronize the spiritual power contained in the dishes by one percent. He put the virtual chicken legs into his mouth, and the teeth creaked when they collided, and the completely chewed meat turned into crystal blue particles and dissipated. in the air.

I can only feel the strong and attractive spiritual power in the dish, but I can't absorb it.

A man in a tuxedo stood on the side, bent down respectfully and reminded, "Your Highness, there are also some dishes in Quanwei Restaurant that have spiritual power."

"I know!" The third prince's expression twisted, "I really don't understand the difference between these dishes and nutrient solution, why are they so expensive! Thousands of interstellar coins are just for one dish, are these people crazy?"

Even if he is an expensive prince, he still doesn't have enough money in his pocket to spend on it.

He kicked the opposite chair with the toe of his shoe, and a luxuriously dressed man was immersed in the fragrance of the live broadcast, lying on the soft chair with his head up without bones.

The man who had been kicked sat up in a jerk.

The voice of the third prince was sinister, "This is the anchor who got the food in the last lottery?"

"Yes, I only took a few bites last time, but the essence in it..." From the corner of the eye, he glanced at the expressionless attendants standing in the room, the man coughed twice, "I used it for a whole month. "

"I'm very energetic now, and it's a little different from the dishes I ate at Quanwei last time. The spiritual power in Quanwei is too weak, and it can only last for three to five days." He looked at the third prince, narrowly He laughed, stretched his neck, and said in a low voice, "Look at you, your face is green with hunger, why, I heard that the little things you ordered around are gone, and the things that were originally produced are low-level things. Now you have tormented me to death, even the most humble ones are gone?"

"He ran away by himself." The third prince frowned, feeling unlucky when he mentioned this matter, he waved his hand indifferently and said, "It's easy to lose a waste that can only cry. Anyway, he has the poison I planted on him." , A person can’t live for long, and will die soon.”

"This anchor is pretty good."

The third prince squinted his eyes and looked at Ling Huan carefully. His pale complexion was so pale that he slid his finger to the right on the light screen. After looking at Ling Huan's information on the live broadcast platform, he found that he was just a small beta anchor who had just started the live broadcast. , he used a special channel to contact the top management of the Doumao platform.

The higher-ups told him with trepidation that this beta anchor is not active in live broadcasting, doesn't like to participate in various activities, and always walks alone, as if he doesn't have any backing.

The third prince smiled with satisfaction, "His start time is very unstable, and fans won't find it strange that he disappeared for half a month like before. Go and check his information. If it's just an ordinary beta, he will put it at all costs." He brought it back."

"And today's lottery draw..." He stood up and glanced at the people in the room, and clicked the circle casually with a haughty expression, "Log in to your optical brain account, give me all the lottery draws, and you can get chicken legs Yes, I have a reward!"

Ling Huan stood beside the frying pan, and the fried chicken drumsticks in the pan took shape, making crisp cracking sounds. He vaguely heard a few knocks on the door mixed in, and saw a tall man's figure through the frosted glass.

The man stood motionless outside the door.

Ling Huan froze for a moment, leaned forward, turned the camera to the side, and opened a crack in the door.

"You want to come in?"

Lu Jinbei's voice was a bit muffled, "You said just now that you won't let me in."

Ling Huan said that the live broadcast had to be cleared, so he cleared him to the living room.

Ling Huan couldn't help laughing, "Then why are you standing at the door?"

"The sound of the pot is very strange, is there something wrong?" Lu Jinbei had never eaten this kind of food, he only felt that the crackling sound was very strange when Ling Huan was cooking this time, so he maintained super vigilance and cooked It's good to be prepared to rush in as soon as there is a voice calling for help inside.

"No problem." Ling Huan reassured him, pushed the man's shoulder, and said in a low voice, "The pot will be ready in half an hour. You will be the first one to eat. Go and wait."

Lu Jinbei watched the kitchen door close again, and went back to the sofa silently. He still turned on the optical brain very worriedly, and as soon as he entered Ling Huan's live broadcast room, the screen was densely slid by bullet screens. Colorful film.

Lu Jinbei frowned and looked at a few items, and found that the person who sent the barrage was emotionally speaking incoherently. He didn't understand a few of them, so he clicked twice on the gift in the lower right corner, and ignored the barrage , and started the daily routine of giving gifts to Ling Huan.

——Brother Lu is here, and I said that as long as Ling starts broadcasting, how can there be less Brother Lu, the special effects in the live broadcast room are so cool!Good guy, I'm direct good guy, Lu sent another ten rockets, brother wake up!No matter how good-looking this beta is, he is already married. Brother Lu seems to want to pry this iron corner if he pries the wall down.

——Ten rockets go to buy meat, isn't it delicious?Masculinity misleads people!

——I just came to the end! ?Can someone explain to me, who is the anchor married to?

- It's started, it's started!The draw begins!There are no conditions for drawing prizes today!The impoverished antelope wept with joy, stretched out the hand of the African sheep, and prayed for a bite of chicken leg today!After watching Ling's live broadcast, I have already started to eat meat.

"Drawing ten today, there are more chances than before." Ling Huan put the freshly baked chicken legs into a box, and the exaggerated special effects of Lu Jinbei's gift popped up on the light screen, and the next few bullet screens were all distressed by Lu , and persuaded him not to give gifts anymore.

Ling Huan looked at the number of presents not increasing but decreasing, and agreed with a smile, "Don't give it away."

Lu Jinbei seemed to be the only one who could hear him talking, and the movement of giving gifts stopped immediately.

"You will still get a commission for giving the platform like this." Ling Huan glanced at the live broadcast and watched Depression, who was still about to move and prepare to scold him. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Anyway, the salary card has already been given to me, so it doesn't matter if you don't give me a gift."

He called his assistant to the screen, "Xiao Wang, give Mr. Lu a permanent administrator."

In the next second, user lu's status was changed, and a shiny red name was put on.

——This anchor is really funny. Just now he said he would not recruit a lover, but now he greets him with a smiley face smashing presents. He clearly wants to be a fan. The previous Wenwen was even worse!

——What do you mean this is? Why is Lu's salary card in the anchor's hands?What is this wave of operation?

Ling Huan was in a good mood, and he said in a flat tone, "Because I'm married."

——Tonight, I can no longer eat melons, I am full, I am really full!The anchor turned out to be married to Bang Yi? !

- Chicken legs, chicken legs, chicken legs! !Give it to me!Hit me once, please!

——Rich people eventually get married, I witnessed it with my own eyes in front of the optical brain, and I saw it very clearly tonight.

It was raining in Ole Star the next day.

Ling Huan closed the back door of the nursery school tightly, and carefully told Qiongqiong, who had recently started to be Chengcheng's little follower, to keep an eye on Chengcheng and tell him as soon as Chengcheng ran away.

Qiongqiong, who patted her chest and agreed to come down, sat down on the ground, and after a while threw away the puzzle in her hand, and slowly stood up.

He took out his small schoolbag, quickly took out something from it, and rushed towards Ling Huan unsteadily.

Ling Huan's calf was touched by a reckless force, he looked down and saw Qiongqiong who couldn't even stand still, "What's wrong?"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Ling." Chipmunk scratched his head, his pupils were green when he raised his eyes, and Raizel temporarily commandeered Qiongqiong's body, "I'm not quite used to the animal body of alpha, walking on four legs is a bit difficult. "

Holding a piece of paper tightly in his paws, he raised it high above his head and brought it to Ling Huan.

There are countless interlaced lines drawn on the paper, Ling Huan squatted down, turned the paper over and looked, "What is this?"

"The map of the palace." Raizel is very sure, "But it's not complete, I just restored a few places based on Qiongqiong's memory, not all, but if Mr. Ling has the opportunity to enter the palace, as long as he finds A place on this map can be followed to reveal the place where the key is hidden."

Mrs. Leiers went to play a few rounds of mahjong in the afternoon. When she came back, she happened to be on the way. She got stuck and took the aircraft to the nursery to pick up the two cubs. She blew an elegant kiss to Ling Huan, "The marriage is settled. Is it? Mom comes to see him at home on weekends."

Ling Huan smiled and said yes.

It was getting late, and the rain did not stop at all, but became more and more violent. After winter, it got dark very early. Ling Huan moved in a few pots of flowers that he hadn't had time to collect in the afternoon.

The nursery school's doorbell rang hurriedly.

The cubs have all left, and there will be no guests in the nursery at this point.

Ling Huan frowned and looked at the door that kept ringing. The hand that opened the door paused, and he clicked on the monitor that was not often used.

A tall man stood at the door.

The man seemed to feel that the surveillance probe above his head was turning slightly, so he raised his head along the way and looked straight up.

"Mr. Ling." The man held up a carved black umbrella with a golden lion's head engraved on the handle, and the cold rain fell on the ground.

Ling Huan didn't open the door. He looked at the man in the monitor with a calm expression, and pressed the voice button, "Do you have anything to do with me?"

"Please open the door." The man's tone was calm, looking at Ling Huan with obvious contempt in his eyes, "Since I can find you working in this nursery school, I can easily find your place of residence. A way to force the door to open."

"Be more obedient, and you will suffer less.

His request was not polite, "Please come with me, my master wants to see you."

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