Transmigrating Into a Violent General’s Sweetheart Breeder

Having received a new name completely inconsistent with his own identity, Lu Jinbei Chao Ling Huan showed his gleaming sharp teeth to express his dissatisfaction.

Ling Huan received an enthusiastic response, thinking he liked it very much, "Go back and engrave a new anti-lost ring for Beibei and write a new name, okay?"

Lu Jinbei sneered and turned his head away without giving any response.

As expected, the federal people were simple-minded, so cheesy and stupid, they didn't know how Ling Huan was embarrassed to say it.

It is absolutely impossible for him to admit this name anyway.

Just borrowed Ling Huan's mental power to give him a different understanding of Ling Huan.

He found that Ling Huan, as a beta, had extremely high strength and mental power when the main brain judged it before. He was weak and vulnerable in appearance, but the continuous supply of mental power just now was very stable and gentle, and he was still in control. The handle is very good, and it can be regarded as the best in the s grade.

Last time his risk assessment of Ling Huan was still low, and just using the restraining ring of imprisoning force value may not be enough for a dangerous element like Ling Huan.

If Ling Huan's mental power is strong enough, it is likely to break the effect of the memory erasure operation faster.

Lu Jinbei squinted his slender vertical pupils, glanced at Ling Huan, and finally landed on the back of his white hand.

The picture before him vaguely overlaps with the memory of the previous few days.

The last time he met on the street was a sneaky, sneaky, anticlimactic robber who robbed nothing in the end and ran away like a coward. The hand holding the knife inexplicably left a deep impression on him, and it seemed to resemble Ling Huan's hand.

Recalling the silhouette of the masked robber, Lu Jinbei did not notice that the hand stretched towards him directly touched his chin, followed the Mao with a very comfortable force and pushed it up twice, strangely crisp and numb. The feeling made him want to stretch his limbs.

As soon as he looked up, he found that the young man didn't know when he was getting close, and he put his arm around his back with the other hand.

The light citrus flavor fills the air quietly.

Lu Jinbei wanted to stagger his gaze, but he felt that he might be affected by Ling Huan’s mental power. He subconsciously wanted to stare into the other person’s eyes. In Ling Huan’s dark pupils, he could only see his beastly, and he even controlled it. Can't help getting stuck in it.

When the mental power is strong enough, it is possible to establish a unique mental barrier invisibly to cut off external noise.

When he was seriously injured, he was unable to control his mental power and had endured the noise for nearly half a day.

Forbearance he is very annoying.

Now he seemed to be surrounded by Ling Huan's mental barrier.

Feeling that Ling Huan was so close to breathe softly, all the messy and noisy noises in Lu Jinbei's ears disappeared, and the whole world became extremely quiet.

I could only hear a soft voice as if to coax him,

"Babe lifted her leg and turned around to help you comb your hair."

Subconsciously moved his lower leg.

Ling Huan said, "It's so good, don't touch your wound, just call it when it hurts."

An outrageous electric feeling came from the back of Lu Jinbei's head.

[The advanced hair brush also has a cleaning effect, but the cleaning is not thorough. After all, it is the cat that has just been picked up from the garbage dump. The host can take him to the bath tomorrow. 】

"It's okay, it seems that he still loves to be clean even when he is wandering." Ling Huan pressed the cat's head that was suddenly obedient, while combing the hair slowly, muttered in a low voice, "Did the light in the alley be too dark just now?" Does it look dark anymore? It's really golden now when I hold it back."

No one of the hairs fell off, and it became very soft and smooth after being taken care of.

When Lu Jinbei reacted, Ling Huan had finished combing, and was putting the comb away and taking something out of his pocket.

Why is this happening?

Did Ling Huan use mind control on him just now, or how could he respond to this name?

The paws resting on the juvenile's legs were pressed down, and the nails came out brightly.

Dense footsteps came from the door.

Ling Huan still quickly communicated with 009 in his consciousness.

"Where are the colored yarn balls, take them out for him to play. It's not in my pocket, I didn't touch them just now, can you please tell me?"

"When will the funny cat stick be posted?"

[The background does not display any data or jump any tasks. This is just an ordinary wild cat. The props distributed by the system should be used for tasks. The host must not be negligent and must pay attention to sucking cats moderately. 】

Didi's electronic audio sounded, and Ling Huan's pocket suddenly sank, and the cat lying on his lap suddenly climbed onto the tall cabinet standing on the head of the bed at a very fast speed. The force of stepping on things was so light that there was no sound at all.

In just a few seconds, the dazzling golden color has been hiding like a mountain on the top of the cabinet, moving in continuously, and soon the tail can't be seen.

As soon as Ling Huan got out of bed, the door was knocked politely.

"Something wrong?"

The voice of the man outside the door was slightly dull, "Sir, if we are free, we would like to talk to you about the nursery school grounds."

The man who got the answer opened the door and introduced himself briefly, "My last name is Xiang, just call me to the captain."

"The losses in the nursery school today cannot be separated from the military. We have communicated with the superiors as soon as possible. The current survey result is that before today’s data was updated, that is, yesterday, the nursery school’s site showed no one. I have claimed it, so now I need to confirm the information of my husband in detail."

Ling Huan nodded slightly, raised the optical brain on his wrist to dock with the equipment that the other party had pulled out, and quickly slid across the dense personal information on the light screen in the air. He caught a glimpse of Captain Xiang’s strange look when he saw his name, and Ling Huan’s heart rose. The stock is not a good premonition.

"Any questions?"

He took a big step back to the captain. When he met Ling Huan's suspicious eyes, he wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and said, "We are here to collect information, so I won't disturb Mr. Ling at this night. "

Ling Huan watched the two close the door and closed his eyes, pressing his temples and closing his eyes slightly. He could hear the low exchanges of the two who had walked tens of meters away.

"The name is familiar."

"That person just now...was he married to General Lu in the trial court two days ago..."

"Idiot? You shouted so loudly! Now that General Land is missing, I have to tell Lieutenant General Tan about this as soon as possible. This person's whereabouts is too suspicious, and it must be inseparable from today's affairs!"

…

The missing landman was lying on the top of a tall cabinet, and he opened his own optical brain interface to process the message without hesitation.

He poked his head and glanced at Ling Huan, who stood under the cabinet and took a ball of colored yarn, dangling it, and smashing the ball on the ground.

The ball of yarn fell heavily on the ground and bounced high.

His pupils moved, and Lu Jinbei looked away contemptuously. He glanced at the display in the corner of his brain with a deep expression in his eyes.

[Bound: Ling Huan. 】

【Status: Sleeping. 】

Is there something wrong with the power restraining ring he gave Ling Huan?

"Bebe, come down, don't climb that high."

There was a rustling rustling underneath. I don't know what Ling Huan took out again, and a crisp bell sounded in the quiet air.

Lu Jinbei's ears trembled, and his paw in reply to the news snapped out a garbled code.

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