Transmigrating Into a Violent General's Sweetheart Breeder

The pain spread to every inch of the end of the mental power, it was not a violent pain, but like a sharp needle pierced in the brain.As it passed by like a cold wind, it carefully stripped out something that was already inseparable from his mental power, and then shattered it.

Ling Huan is not a timid person, but it is hard to bear the small prickly pain like a needle.

Even every second made him feel a little tormented.

Obviously there is no fragment related to this kind of pain in memory, but the heart will tighten violently subconsciously.

While the mental power was being cleaned up, the stinging pain actually spread to the fragile glands in the back of the neck, inexplicably stimulating the strong pheromones left inside to burst out, and the two forces were entangled and mixed together to occupy all his energy.

In a trance, he felt that there was a man beside him, and the arms around him were strong and strong, and he absorbed the heat from the man in a bit of embarrassment.

The man's hand was steady, holding his wrist.

Unable to tell whether it was a dream or reality, Ling Huan's breathing became disordered, and he suddenly heard a crisp "click".

The numb wrist that was scratched by the current loosened, and the black restraining ring that had been tight on it fell off, and the black ring was casually put aside.

"Remove the suppression ring now, and put it on tomorrow. You used too much force with your left hand just now, and if the current increases, your hand will be directly electrocuted. What did you take at night, and where did you get the medicine?"

Ling Huan couldn't hear what he was saying. He wanted to press his head, but he couldn't move because of the pressure. His body couldn't help but soften, "Head...it hurts..."

Consciousness scattered and he couldn't fight back, there was a slight smell of blood in the air, he looked at it blankly, only to find that it was himself who was bleeding, his head hurt and his eye sockets were still sore, when he lowered his head, a few tears dripped on the back of the man's hand .

Like being scalded by tears.

The man holding him suddenly froze.

Thinking that he was hurting the person, he was at a loss and let go of his strength. One hand was quickly searching for things, and the other hand supported Ling Huan's weak waist and hugged him in his arms.

Ling Huan's wrist, which was about to lose consciousness after being stunned by the electric shock, was suddenly pressed gently by his calloused fingertips, and a layer of cool ointment was applied to the bleeding area.

"Is it any better?"

"No, I don't know..." The sweat-soaked hair stuck to his face, Ling Huan's eyes were stained red, and the stinging pain in the mental power field had begun to ease, and he had just slowly regained some consciousness. Suddenly, I smelled a familiar and sweet aroma of wine.

It seemed to resonate with the pheromones left on the glands, wrapping him tightly in an incomparably domineering way, bringing a trembling feeling the moment it touched the skin.

His breath was full of good smells that made him want to get closer, and the mental power that had just been cleaned slipped out cautiously.

It was almost easy to enter the opponent's defenseless spiritual realm, Ling Huan didn't realize that this time he entered the same place as the previous few times.

He only vaguely felt that this spiritual realm looked familiar.

Now this dream is so long and uncomfortable.

People will have nightmares if they take medicine when they are sick.

Stretching out his hand and tightly grasping the man's collar, Ling Huan felt dizzy from the refreshing stimulation caused by the extremity of his mental power instead of the tingling pain. He completely lost the ability to think. He pressed his sweaty forehead tightly against the man's collar. On his shoulder, the knee that accidentally touched the man's leg moved when he turned around just now.

"Ling Huan." Lu Jinbei frowned slightly, lowering his eyes just in time to catch a glimpse of the white collarbone that the young man had already unbuttoned, revealing a faint pink color, and suddenly forgot what he said when he reached his mouth.

Ling Huan, who was leaning against him, seemed to be unable to hear the sound at all, and was still sticking to him on his own.

Lu Jinbei took a deep breath, and was about to stand up when Ling Huan pulled his arm back.

Originally, he thought that being soothed by the temporarily marked alpha pheromone should make Ling Huan feel less uncomfortable.

Already tolerated restless mental power once again touches his spiritual realm, but now Ling Huan seems to be taking advantage of his physical discomfort to make progress.

"Don't go, I want... and want to smell your pheromones..."

Ling Huan's pale lips just now were a little bloody, and when he looked up, his pupils were completely out of focus.

Lu Jinbei pursed his lower lip, Ling Huan was unconscious now, he couldn't answer no matter what he said, what he said or did was nothing but his brain, and he acted entirely by feeling and intuition.

But that's good too, Ling Huan won't notice that the cat on the bed has turned into a human when he wakes up tomorrow morning.

Jawline tensed, Lu Jinbei suddenly withdrew the pheromone, stared at Ling Huan's face, and said in a low voice, "Want pheromone?"

Ling Huan swallowed his saliva and nodded.

There was a shadow in front of him, and the man leaned over.

"The five people in the 'Venus' project except you are all dead, and there are some things that are dead. Tell me, what did you do on the No. 30 ship, and you can completely disconnect from No. [-] in just [-] seconds. The connection between the ship and the main ship, there are only six of you, and none of the identities when you boarded the ship can be close to the cockpit, is there still someone secretly contacting you?"

Lu Jinbei's palms were rubbing against his glands, his voice was a little hoarse, "Be honest, I can help you mitigate your crime."

To reduce it to the lightest, it should only need to be locked up in the military headquarters for ten days.

"What... Ship No. [-]?" Ling Huan blinked blankly. He pulled him back a little bit uncomfortable. He couldn't understand why the strong smell just now disappeared without a trace. It's the smell of wine emanating from this person, but now I can't smell it at all.

His nose was sweating anxiously, his fingertips were trembling, "No more."

The pheromones are gone.

Lu Jinbei raised his hand and accidentally touched the thin waist under the teenager's pajamas. His breathing suddenly became a little unsteady. He looked away and said patiently, "You answer the question first, and then I will give you the pheromone." .”

"It's only been half a month, how can you not remember what you did?"

"I don't know, I don't know what you're asking..." Ling Huan's glands began to fluctuate hot and cold, and his consciousness became entangled with confusion. He also tried to find the correct answer, but he didn't have any clues at all. No matter how hard I searched for the memory related to No. [-] ship, I could not find it. In the end, I could only muffle, "...I didn't do it."

Lu Jinbei frowned, "You didn't do it?"

It is impossible for Ling Huan to tell lies in his current state, but Ling Huan is the only one who was caught alive. He must be a heretic on the No. [-] ship. Why can't he answer anything now?

"I'm done answering." Holding the man's collar into a ball with great strength, Ling Huan pushed the man down like a rampaging lamb, pressed his face against the clothes on his chest, and urged in a low voice, " faster."

Lu Jinbei half-lyed on the bed propped up with one hand in a bit of embarrassment, being touched by the helpless and seductive smell of citrus in the air, he gritted his teeth and released the pheromone that he had just put away.

The young man's sharp chin knocked on his shoulder, different from the cold and alienated voice during the day, with a watery ending, he whispered into his ear, "You smell so good, what exactly is this smell?"

Ling Huan wondered what kind of wine is this?If he buys some and goes back to drink for a few more days and gets tired of drinking, he probably won't react to this taste next time.

Lu Jinbei closed his eyes.

In the Empire such questions are only asked when determining the object of courtship.

If the party being asked does not like it, it is a tactful refusal not to answer.

Ling Huan has asked him twice.

The last time he was in front of everyone in the trial hall, he thought that the smiling Ling Huan was provoking the authority of the empire, and even kept saying that he liked him.

Two days ago, because his memory was too vague, the kiss he had mistaken for a dream suddenly came to mind.

Lu Jinbei opened his eyes, the tips of his teeth were itchy, and his slightly hot fingertips wiped heavily the wet corners of Ling Huan's eyes, "You really want to know?"

Before Ling Huan had time to answer, he raised his eyes and met the dangerous golden light in the man's deep eyes, watching his thin lips slightly open and close.

"Tequila Rai."

……

When Ling Huan woke up in the morning, he thought he had run 2000 meters last night, especially with a headache like a hangover from drinking too much alcohol.

He glanced at Bei Bei who was still sleeping with his eyes closed and his breathing fluctuated very normally, carefully pulled out his hand, covered Bei Bei with the quilt, and pulled 009 out consciously.

"Is this all a side effect of psychoactive drugs?"

Although the side effects are scary, but fortunately, he is now extremely peaceful in the spiritual realm, just like the feeling he felt after having an intimate exchange with Lu Jinbei in the spiritual realm last time, quite comfortable.

009's voice was a little lazy, [I didn't open empathy, I don't know, don't ask me, I wrote a report for the host last night, and I worked overtime overnight to send it up, I believe the compensation the host wants can be used Send it down as fast as possible. 】

After entering the bathroom and facing the mirror, Ling Huan paused, touched a dark red mark on the side of his neck inexplicably, and didn't remember it for a long time, "Is this also a side effect?"

[The side effects of inhibitors are basically similar. Generally, they have no energy, no energy, want to sleep and pain all over the body. This one looks like a mosquito bite. 】

Ling Huan thought about it for a while, and the other feelings seemed to be the same. He didn't go into where the red marks on his neck came from. He rubbed his temples, and felt like he had a hot and cold dream last night, but thinking about it now Can not remember.

Bei Bei had already woken up when he went back to the room to change clothes, and was sitting quietly by the bed watching him, Ling Huan picked up the clothes he wore yesterday that was on the back of the chair and had a look, and with some reluctance, there was only one piece left. The exquisite cufflinks were thrown into the trash can.

When he turned around to look for clothes in the closet, he didn't notice the light golden figure flashing past behind him and quickly slid past.

When he turned around, he saw the trash can shaking from side to side.

Beibei lay calmly on the edge of the bed, with the tip of her tail dangling back and forth.

The optical brain suddenly beeped, and Ling Huan lowered his head. At the hour, he received two messages that seemed to be sent by Lu Jinbei at a fixed time.

——Come to the military headquarters at eight o'clock tomorrow night.Because your memory erasing operation failed unexpectedly, although I covered you up and did not report this matter, the strength suppression bracelet you are wearing now needs to be replaced with new specifications.

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【Lingling: It feels like my body has been hollowed out(?)】

Bei Zhen picked up the trash and took the cufflinks

The pheromone of General Lu is almost equivalent to the appearance of "Hermes" in wine hhhh_(:_"∠)_