Transmigrating Into a Violent General’s Sweetheart Breeder

Ling Huan closed the kitchen door during the live broadcast, and Lu Jinbei watched the light screen simultaneously in the living room.

The molds Ling Huan used for live broadcast were very familiar.

It was clearly the thing that came to the living room twenty minutes ago to ask him to help shape it.

He now has a lot of power in the spiritual realm, and he doesn't want to become a weak beast. He wants to use a human form to brush his presence in front of Ling Huan, but when Ling Huan is tempted to say that he can change his relatives, he turns into a kiss without saying a word. Ling Huan’s favorite little leopard pressed it on something like soft plasticine.

Ling Huan was chatting with the barrage, "Why not use dog and rabbit claws? I like this. It seems that the claws are a bit small, and the weight may not be enough. What I got today is forgiving and not expensive. It won’t taste good if you make a bucket."

Staring intently at the smiling teenager on the light screen, Lu Jinbei saw him holding the mold in his palm and shook his head, "I won't use a larger cat's claw instead, because I like this one."

Lu Jinbei looked down at his hand stiffly, his cheeks burning.

He is now in a human form, completely different from the claws of a beast.

It's vain to see it.

Lu Jin Beimeng, who found that he was doing something stupid, withdrew his hand.

When Ling Huan did this, rounding to the nearest whole number was a sign of love.

It's too bold.

He, how should he respond.

It seems that there have been things that might make Ling Huan angry since yesterday, but Ling Huan's attitude was incredible after agreeing to his show of love, and he was even a little at a loss.

Ling Huan closed his eyes slightly, mobilizing his mental power as he began to pour water into the bowl.

In the process of making ingredients, it is actually difficult to blend in the mental energy slowly and evenly. After the initial obscurity and difficulty pass, the mental energy gradually blends in smoothly.

"This kind of small pudding has very few places to use in the pot. The method is very simple. It will take shorter time than the few dishes that have been broadcast live." Ling Huan stirred the boiling water in the pot into a glass bowl filled with flour. Rather, there was a smile in his eyes, and he spoke unhurriedly,

"We made the meat pad and the cat's paw separately, with two colors, one with egg powder and the other with milk."

——So can this kind of powder be made into food? Will the final product be something unpleasant to chew like dough? I always thought that this thing was placed in the wrong area, and it was similar to mud on the ground, and I have never seen other food anchors use it.

——Can do it separately! Meat pads can be made! ! It's too real, oh, all the dried fish who signed in and saved are given to my beloved anchor! The anchor is simply a genius!

——Where did the anchor buy the mold of the small claw claw! Why is the shape so exciting! ! I often bake biscuits at home. There are only those kinds of molds in the supermarket. I didn't find the same model when I searched for the same item on Star. I asked for a link online!

——It’s a simple tutorial, I don’t believe it, huh, a man’s mouth is a lie! I have turned on the Five Senses Sharing and made pudding with ling in the kitchen at 0.5 times speed, but the water seems to be put a little bit more, it is surging when I pick it up now.

--So simple? Who are you fooling? There is nothing other than the peculiar appearance. Isn't the anchor only broadcasting this tonight? I didn't live broadcast for so long before and now I started using this kind of stuff to perfuse the audience and doubt their strength.

--it is done! It's frozen! Is it my illusion? Five sense sharing tasted the little pudding made by the anchor. Now I feel my body is warm. I am facing a susceptible period as an adult. My pheromone is very unstable. I have been insomnia for several days. Now I want to sleep for the first time!

——I’ll knock it out and it’s delicious, what exactly is the pudding? How can it be so tender! Wan Nian Fei couldn't get a taste, so I begged the anchor to hang the merchandise window!

Ling Huan looked down at the barrage that passed by. The assistant Xiao Wang controlled the field with sophistication, and occasionally mixed with unpleasant voices, they were suppressed in time.

Ling Huan, who saw the doubt clearly, was not at all irritated. He slowly installed the pudding on the plate.

"Of course there is something unique about the pudding tonight. The number of prize draws is six." After a jubilant barrage slides past, he said, "But the prize draw audience has conditions. I don’t know how many people will participate in the draw tonight. Can it meet the standard..."

"It must be an alpha with impaired mental domain or an omega with impaired mental power."

As soon as the conditions were released, the barrage was brushed faster, and several exciting barrage appeared in the sorrowful beta.

——Damn! I am! It meets the conditions! I was injured at work. Our army... The spar issued by the unit is strictly in accordance with the quantity. I am not embarrassed to pretend that I did not treat it thoroughly. I would have a headache when I went to bed these two nights. Unexpectedly, my hands have been black for so many years, and today I will stand out!

——You are not alone when you ate before and want to sleep, and I feel so comfortable now. Isn’t there just a simple production process just now, why is there such a magical effect? Can cat claw pudding treat insomnia? ! Hate me for being a strong alpha!

——The anchor thought we could not count! There are obviously eight small claws on the table, why there are only six prizes drawn! Cried!

"The remaining two are rewards." Ling Huan coughed lightly and took the two puddings directly out of the lens, "not participating in the lottery."

Lu Jinbei helped him a lot today.

Keep two.

"The live broadcast is not over yet. Beta viewers who are unable to participate in this draw will be able to participate in the next event alone and make fruit and vegetable soup right away."

Tan Ye and the chair were tied like glue. He wanted to find a chance to use his light brain again, but the signal seemed to be completely blocked on the first floor.

He frowned and stared at the teenager who was still watching the food live broadcast, and raised his eyes to find that the anchor on the light screen was a bit familiar.

This person turned out to be a fan of Ling Huan.

"Your base is quite big, but the rules are not good, there are so few people on duty, aren't you the boss here? Why do you condescend to look at me? Isn't Dr. Sunley more important than me?"

The boy's expression was gloomy, and he looked at Tan Ye with a cold and damp touch. When he mentioned Sunlai, he was even more irritable, "He has already played his role, and now you are more important."

"Also, I am not the boss here. All people here are equal. There is no distinction between superiors and superiors. It's just that I re-arranged all the lines so I have to sit in the middle. That's all."

Tan Ye heard the words and looked at the intricately colored lines and connecting ducts on the ground with a startled look. They were connected to more than a dozen huge light screens in the hall. Unexpectedly, the seemingly huge workload was all one. People do it.

"Why tell me this? Aren't you afraid of me leaking it out?" Tan Ye glanced at the stairs not far away. After Si Jingming threw him to the first floor in the morning, he looked tired, and he hasn't appeared yet.

"You can't get out anymore. If you can't make an antidote through your pheromone, just stay here forever to let Jingming vent your desires."

Tan Ye: "..."

He wanted to knock the young boy's brain out to see what was in it.

"This year, because of the medication, Jingming's condition is very bad. If he can't survive it, you don't want to live." The murderous intent in the young man's eyes was not concealed, and a box jumped out of his light brain to interrupt the conversation between the two.

The boy looked back and saw the conditions of the prize draw. He was in ecstasy. He nervously read it two or three times again, and then watched the draw. The number of prizes rose extremely slowly and even did not rise at one time. Suddenly he even breathed. Unsteady, with excitement flashing in his eyes, he lowered his head and glanced at his trembling wrist, and sighed with hatred for iron and steel.

He turned his chair and looked at Tan Ye, "Jing Ming said that you went out to draw two days ago. Is it true that you spent three hundred yuan for the prize?"

Tan Ye nodded, "It's like a fake replacement, but it's nothing to show off."

"So..." The young man hammered down the table jealously. He carefully held his light brain and sat on the edge of Tan Ye, and solemnly moved the light screen to Tan Ye's finger, "Press the green button, help I draw it."

He urged in a low voice, "Hurry up! Just like a sluggish girl! I don't know where Si Jingming likes you. I gave him more than half a year. I think he shouldn't delay dating after work. Alpha should be an easy task, and finally brought back a military department."

Originally, the glittering resume was degraded for nothing, Tan Ye withdrew his hand and said coldly, "Why, do you still think I am not worthy of him?"

After the broadcast, Ling Huan took two puddings and went to find someone happily.

In the original Blue Star, because he liked to eat sweets, he often ate pudding, but the reaction from the barrage just now showed that there is no pudding in the Empire. It should be the first time that Lu Jinbei has eaten it.

I looked around at home and didn’t see anyone. Ling Huan thought Lu Jinbei went out to buy something during the live broadcast, but he didn’t receive any news from Guangmin. He clicked on Lu Jinbei’s portrait and dialed the phone. The ringtone came from the bedroom. .

He pushed open the door to find that the quilt on the bed was arched high, and the contents were still moving.

Ling Huan called out Lu Jinbei's name, and was stunned when he opened the quilt.

Little Leopard was trying to dress himself. He was wearing a dark suit he bought when he especially liked Jin Beibei. It was much more common than his favorite sailor suit, but he didn't expect Lu Jinbei to treat beasts before. I was very resistant to wearing clothes, and now I took the initiative to put them on.

Ling Huan's gaze fell on the pants that were not embarrassing or awkward, and he couldn't help but laugh.

Wearing half is also wearing.

"Are you over?" The little leopard was still out of condition. The fur on the top of his head had been stuck on the quilt, and now it was all upright, his tail was strangled uncomfortably.

After being caught by Ling Huan unexpectedly, Lu Jinbei released his paw.

The pants that hadn't been worn before fell off with a snap.

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