Transmigrating Into a Violent General's Sweetheart Breeder

As soon as you open your mouth, you can easily hear that the tone is completely different from these children.

He is not a cat, let alone meowing at Ling Huan.

Lu Jinbei's silence was taken for granted by Ling Huan as an acquiescence.

Ling Huan put the cat in his arms on the sofa, took the prepared ingredients into the kitchen, Chengcheng followed his footsteps and walked forward, Ling Huan picked it up by his neck and put it on the table .

Glancing at Ling Huan's back, Lu Jinbei lowered his eyes, restraining his inexplicable urge to follow Ling Huan into the kitchen, and scratched twice on the soft flannel of the sofa.

With pricked ears, he could clearly hear the conversation in the kitchen.

"Will my brother make small dried fish? Ma Ma is not at home this afternoon, and it is not time for dinner, but I can ask the housekeeper to call the chef. The chef still has, there are still two hours before he can come to make dinner. "

Ling Huan said, "No need to call."

"Then can you add me, my new cola-flavored fudge to the pot? Is the candy from sweet and sour dried fish this fudge?"

He put the rinsed dried fish to the side to drain, heated the oil in a pot, and then carried the little hedgehog who was squatting on the table and rubbing his hands excitedly to the other side, and said with a smile, "It's not this candy."

Soon Ling Huan finished the sweet and sour dried fish, put them in two small plates, and divided them according to the previously negotiated quantity.

The sofa that Lu Jinbei was lying on was sunken, and a person sat next to him. The sweet and sour smell of dried fish seemed to come from all directions.

Because the five senses are sensitive, the good smell will be magnified countless times. At this moment, Ling Huanming just put the plate on the glass table in front of the sofa, but Lu Jinbei felt that the dried fish had been forced to his mouth.

Chengcheng sat directly on the table, can't wait to tap the glass with his exclusive fork, and looked at Ling Huan expectantly.

From the corner of his eyes, Lu Jinbei saw Ling Huan first give the four-pack to the noisy hedgehog, and then put the plate in front of him.

Chengcheng gritted vaguely with his missing teeth, and kept moving his nose.

"Ge Ge is so annoying, so just..."

The plate that Ling Huan had just brought and placed in front of Beibei was suddenly pushed away. He wiped his hands and looked down to see that Beibei's tail was hanging limply along the sofa, looking in a bad mood.

He took the plate back and was pushed away again.

Ling Huan touched the cat's head worriedly, "Don't you like it? You didn't eat the breakfast I left this morning, are you too hungry?"

Lu Jinbei glanced at him.

The next second, the dried fish was picked up by Ling Huan, and he approached his mouth carefully. Ling Huan's other hand was still smoothing the hair on his chin, his movements were soft as if coaxing.

Lu Jinbei turned his head and saw the unattended hedgehog on the table struggling to hold the dried fish and gnawed his mouth full of oil. The oil on the sole of his foot almost slipped on the table, but Ling Huan didn't seem to notice the pity of the hedgehog. Now Just concerned about why he doesn't eat fish.

He squinted his eyes and took a bite of the crispy dried fish that was delivered to his mouth.

The taste is barely strong, which is ok.

It turned out that before Ling Huan was sent here, he had studied how to be a cook in the Federation.

"Are you willing to eat until someone feeds it? Beibei is a bad habit." Ling Huan put away the empty plate, and found that he had licked the extra sauce on the side at some point, looked down at The cat, who didn't respond to his criticism, was a little helpless, "I think it's delicious, and I'll buy some after a while with a discount."

Lu Jinbei didn't mean to lie on his stomach.

It has nothing to do with him to buy dried fish at a discount. It's really strange to discuss something with him.

……

Ling Huan went to wash the dishes, and the eye-catching hedgehog sat down on the sofa when he was full. Lu Jinbei gracefully jumped off the sofa and walked towards the corner of the living room where there was no one else.

He is not used to being too close to others.

Especially this hedgehog looks very sticky.

There are signs of recovery of mental strength, he will recover faster when he is closer to Ling Huan, and when he finds that he is not on the sofa, Ling Huan will definitely come to him on his own initiative.

But after Ling Huan came out of the kitchen, half an hour passed, and Ling Huan didn't even notice that he was gone.

Ling Huan was sitting on the sofa watching TV with that noisy hedgehog in his arms.

As for the corner of the living room where he was squatting, Ling Huan didn't even glance at it.

Lu Jinbei was not interested in the extremely childish children's channel on the TV, but this corner was just right, and it was a blind spot when Ling Huan was looking for him.

He had been stared at by Ling Huan all day today, and he finally had some free time to process the news accumulated on the optical brain.

Tan Ye, who was far away in the military headquarters, stayed up late for two days in an irritable mood. He finally sorted out all the official documents in his hand. He was lying on the bed with his hands clasped together and was about to go to sleep when a fatal news came from his optical brain.

——Someone came to the military headquarters in the morning?

Tan Ye's handsome face had two dark circles under his eyes when he replied to Lu Jinbei's news.

——The royal family who have been staring at you have sent people over for the past two days. I used your previous rhetoric to get them to invite them back, but it’s like a brainless brain. They insist on seeing you in person, arguing No way.Procrastinating like this is not an option, sooner or later they will find that you are not in the military headquarters at all, and then the royal family will take action.

——I'll be back the day after tomorrow, and I'll take care of it then.

After recovering his mental strength for another day, he would no longer need to maintain his animal state.

Lu Jinbei finished cleaning up the news accumulated in Guang Guang's brain, and looked up at the sofa.

Ling Huan still didn't realize that he was not on the sofa.

The joyful laughter of the two came from his ears, and he could just see Ling Huan's side face from his angle.

Ling Huan raised his head to drink the water, and then licked his lower lip, which was a little pinkish in color.

Although it was blocked by the sofa and could not see other places, Lu Jinbei guessed that Ling Huan must be hugging that hedgehog right now.

Hedgehogs have no fur, so why do you keep holding them, don't they prick your hands?

His paws suddenly itched a little.

Next to it was a small tea table that was just about the height of him standing up, and a vase with a red rose was quietly placed on it.

There was a commercial on the TV, and Chengcheng was still smacking his lips to think about the dried fish just now.

"Clap" sound.

The short and quiet atmosphere was broken by the sudden sound of porcelain breaking.

Ling Huan thought he heard it wrong, but when he looked back, he heard the red light beeping on the robot, and the words "cleaning up" appeared on the black screen, and the outstretched left hand twirled to become a broom, and began to buzz He ran towards the small corner behind the sofa.

He followed and turned his head, and suddenly met Beibei who was standing in the corner.

I don't know if it was his delusion.

Or because there happened to be a small chandelier on top of where Beibei was standing, Ling Huan somehow felt that the cat seemed to be getting bigger.

But this is not what he cares about now, his eyes slid down, and he quickly found the source of the cracking sound just now.

On the floor was a dead body in a vase and a rose, and water was scattered all over the floor.

The vase will not kill itself, the murderer is standing by.

The culprit, Lu Jinbei and Ling Huan, looked at each other and began to lick their paws as if nothing had happened.

Ling Huan hurriedly put Chengcheng on the sofa, walked over quickly, knelt down and grabbed the paw he was licking, thinking that the wound was cut by a piece of broken porcelain somewhere, he looked over and over worriedly, In a low voice, "Are you hurt?"

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[It turns out that when the cat knocks your things down, he did it on purpose. 】