Transmigrating Into a Violent General’s Sweetheart Breeder

Lu Jinbei looked at him with an imperceptible look in his eyes, "Dinner."

"Is this dinner? Where did you get it?" Ling Huan took off the cover in surprise, and found that the mushy smell he had just smelled really came from inside, "What did you buy?"

The white porcelain plate is in sharp contrast with the black lacquered piece.

Before he did the food live broadcast, he probably understood the basic dishes of the Empire, but he had never seen the invisible outline that Lu Jinbei brought out now.

Is it a new product?

"It's not bought." Lu Jinbei glanced at Ling Huan's frowning brows, speaking quickly and lightly, "I didn't know how to handle the dried fish."

He got off work early today to buy fish. When he came back, he failed five times in total. The last time was not satisfactory, but time was not enough. He had to rush to the nursery to pick up Ling Huan.

Obviously, when Ling Huan made sweet and sour dried fish at Rael's house, the steps were very simple. Why did it become so difficult in his hands? He remembered that Ling Huan put all the dried fish in it, stir-fried and added some seasoning, and it was quickly out of the pot.

Obviously he reproduced the situation perfectly according to his memory, but the finished product was quite different.

Lu Jinbei added, "I didn't add spicy, or it would be bad for your health."

Ling Huan's current physical condition can't eat spicy food for a month.

"It's hard to see whether you add it or not." Ling Huan didn't understand where his entangled point was. He looked a little depressed at the "delicious food" made by Lu Jinbei, and said, "You take me as a delicacy. Experimental product? Isn't this your first cooking?"

Lu Jinbei's explanation was a little pale, "The second time, I did it before."

"There are others."

Feeling that Ling Huan didn't seem to be very surprised by the appearance of the dried fish, he put the plate with the black dried fish back, and pushed two small things from the side.

"There are also carton cakes."

"Cake?" Looking at the cake with a big head and a small body, Ling Huan's expression was complicated.

I don't know where the problem occurred. The top of the cake swelled like a mushroom cloud, and there were a few cracks. If Lu Jinbei hadn't stretched out his hand to support them, he would have wondered if the cake would fall over at any time.

Lu Jinbei nodded jokingly, "It's delicious."

After reading the replies received in the applet twice in the morning, he ordered two carton cakes with the most favorable comments on Starnet.

The delivery speed is fast, the taste is good, the preparation method is simple, just add water to heat it back.

Another important reason why this carton cake is on the Xingwang thumb recommendation list is that it is loved by the majority of omegas. It is sweet but not greasy and has a cute shape.

But it seems that the heating method is not right. Obviously, he did it step by step according to the instructions, but the final product is a little imperfect.

The cake became so big that it almost broke through the small paper wall.

"Dried fish and cake..." Ling Huan's lips moved. Just about to comment, Yu Guang could not catch a glimpse of the concentration in Lu Jinbei's dark eyes. He pressed his lower lip, "It's okay."

"But it's not suitable for our dinner, otherwise I will cook. It happens to be very early now, and I will cook two dishes for about half an hour. Do you have any restrictions?"

Lu Jinbei lowered his arms, glanced at the things on the table, and silently crossed the two options of carton cake and self-cooking.

"No."

Ling Huan rolled up his sleeves, "What do you usually eat at home? Are you going to eat these?"

Lu Jinbei pointed to the transparent freezer behind the sofa. Every row in it was filled with things like long test tubes. "I don't like to eat food. I usually drink nutrient solution."

"Is the nutrient solution delicious?" Ling Huan took two steps forward to see the contents of the cabinet. The colors were varied, similar to the advanced nutrient solution he first saw on Starnet. It seems that Lu Jinbei bought a lot. A taste.

He has never drunk it, but he often sees people mention it in the live broadcast room.

Lu Jinbei described, "The energy water with a little taste can last ten hours after drinking."

"I'm good at cooking. The honeymoon period is mandatory for one month. If you have one point every time you leave work and today, we will eat together every dinner." Ling Huan started, "I live in your home. I can cook you dinner for free."

"If you want to drink the nutrient solution, you can."

"Don't drink the nutrient solution." Looking at his back, Lu Jinbei took his steps subconsciously. He stared blankly at the hand that he was about to touch Ling Huanyi corner, clenched his fist and slowly retracted. When Ling Huan turned to see him, he took two steps forward, "I, I will help you."

Ling Huan tilted his head and looked at him for a while, before giving up a little bit to let Lu Jinbei in.

When the third egg in the kitchen was broken, and the egg white and egg yolk mixed with the stirred liquid directly onto the cupboard, Lu Jinbei was kindly invited out by Ling Huan.

Lu Jinbei's tall figure blocked the door, "I'll help you."

Ling Huan raised his forehead, "Thank you, sit outside."

He wanted to finish the meal earlier and eat it earlier, but Lu Jinbei seemed to be helping more and more.

Except for the episode before dinner, everything went smoothly. Ling Huan was lying on the soft bed clean and refreshed after taking a shower. He was about to discuss with Lu Jinbei about the time to turn off the lights every night. Suddenly there was more in front of him. A strong hand.

The man was holding a tube of ointment in the palm of his hand.

Ling Huan didn't understand the row of English words on the white package. He turned over to face Lu Jinbei, keeping a safe distance and saying, "What is this?"

"I bought medicine."

Lu Jinbei felt that Ling Huan's gentle breathing was entangled with his when facing each other, and the smell of good-smelling citrus was permeating the whole room.

He looked at Ling Huan's face and couldn't help but want to get closer, but Ling Huan's guarded movement of holding the pillow made him constrict his eyes.

Lu Jinbei whispered, "Can I help you get medicine?"

"What medicine did you buy?"

"...It seems to be bleeding." Lu Jinbei pressed his eyebrows, "but I don't remember clearly. First apply the medicine. If you feel unwell, tell me, I'll take you to the hospital. I'm sorry that I used too much force at the time. When I get older, my physical fitness will increase when I'm half-beast. I haven't used half-beast in too long..."

"So the strength is not well controlled." Lu Jinbei's voice sank, a little annoyed in his gentleness, "I will pay attention next time."

In a few words, Ling Huan understood what the medicine was used for.

Will pay attention next time?

The temperature on his body was hot and cold, and his back began to sweat. Ling Huan's grip on the sheet was a little stronger. When he thought of what happened that night, the heat went from cheeks to ear tips.

"It's okay, you remembered it wrong, there was no bleeding at all." Ling Huan sat up halfway up on the bed with one hand, passed Lu Jinbei and quickly turned off the bedside lamp. "You should keep the medicine for yourself, I won't need to use."

After a crisp electronic sound, Ling Huan moved to the edge of the bed and whispered, "Good night."

It took a long time before I heard the sound of Lu Jinbei rustling and collecting things and a response.

Ling Huan looked calm and calm on the surface, and became anxious in his consciousness.

"009 you share your five senses, you should have heard what he said just now. Why does he remember it! The way I got up to see him this morning I thought he had forgotten everything! Why did you buy that kind of stuff!!" Ling Huanjin Hugging the pillow tightly, turning his back to Lu Jin Bei could feel the heat on the man's body. He swallowed, "You didn't tell me that the props issued by the main brain can erase everything he did during the susceptible period. ?"

Now Lu Jinbei clearly remembers, but can't remember the specific details.

[Then he really didn't forget! I'm going to write a report! 】

The electronic pitch of 009 came out loudly, and Ling Huan's consciousness soon returned to peace.

"Don't write the report first, you have to give me an explanation." Ling Huan gritted his teeth and dented the pillow. No matter how he called 009, he couldn't get a reply. He couldn't resist the drowsiness and fell asleep quickly.

The next morning he was awakened by the jingling system sound in his consciousness, and when he sat up sleepily, he found that Lu Jinbei was not there.

The room is very empty.

[The main mission has been opened: (love sparks from the training camp) Summary: Lu Jinbei and Luo Sheng, who have been in physical contact, are keeping a delicate distance at the moment, but the occasional eye contact and rapid heartbeat are If it is not enough, we need to deepen our feelings further. 】

[Task content: The day after tomorrow is a rare two-day break. The training camp should have allowed the students of the military academy to rest for a day, but Luo Sheng was kept by the instructor because of his poor physical fitness and his mediocre performance in the previous trials and even repeated criticism. Come down for additional training. Before the extra training, she was framed and injured by a deliberate classmate design, but she still insisted on attending the fighting extra training class. During the one-on-one training with Lu Jinbei, the training meaning of the two changed. Finally, Lu Jinbei found that Luo Sheng's injury was particularly distressed, and the two kissed in the empty fighting arena. 】

【Task Reward: One hundred thousand interstellar coins. 】

I don't know if it was because of not being awake in the morning, Ling Huan felt particularly harsh listening to the main task.

He suddenly said, "This time the reward is only interstellar coins? Are there no key items?"

[Without props, does the host want props? The rewards for each main line branch mission are random. If the host wants to specify the type of props, I can write a report...]

"No." Ling Huan touched his nose unnaturally. "One hundred thousand Interstellar Coins are of little use to me. It doesn't matter if I want them or not. Can I not do this main mission?"

[No matter what the task, the host cannot refuse. 009 suddenly put away the relaxed attitude just now, and his tone became serious. [It’s not that you won’t be able to get the reward due to the task if you don’t do the task. You will be punished if you don’t do the task. 】

Ling Huan closed his eyes, "I see."

"I'm just asking."

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[Ling Ling: Isn't it good to be my main task target? Must come to influence me. 】

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