Transmigrating Into a Violent General’s Sweetheart Breeder

Not far away, Luo Sheng was looking for someone, but he hadn't seen him here for a while.

Luo Sheng wore black clothes and white trousers today, and he cleaned himself up, especially his face. The whiteness seemed to be wearing some cosmetics, and there was a slight gap between the skin tone of his neck.

Ling Huan retracted his gaze with disgust, and suddenly remembered the level difference between himself and Luo Sheng last time, and couldn't help asking 009, "Is it true that every time you level up, Luo Sheng will be downgraded accordingly?"

One rise and one fall.

This time the mission is completed, he and Luo Sheng are at the same level.

Even though the electronic sound did not reply to his question, it was still broadcasting diligently, [Task content: I didn’t sleep well at night, because I was about to see Lu Jinbei’s parents, Luo Sheng’s body has been in a state of excitement. Today, the supermarket’s heating Too full, he was drowsy when he was pushing the cart, quarreled with Lu Jinbei's fiance, and was pushed, before he could react, he knocked down the tall drink wall. 】

[Luo Sheng not only got into a catastrophe to lose money, but he was almost injured by a smashed beverage bottle. Fortunately, Lu Jinbei on one side helped him and saved him. 】

[What the host needs to play is: a bitter fiance. 】

Ling Huan: "..."

Ling Huan sighed helplessly in the bottom of his heart. He confirmed what he should do with 009 who was able to communicate normally:

Lu Jinbei has already arrived, and now he needs to fight Luo Sheng in front of Lu Jinbei.

The shoulder was pinched, and Ling Huan turned his head to face a yellow duck.

The duck's chubby belly bulged, and it was pinched by the man's slender fingers, and it made a loud noise, a bit like the little yellow duck that is necessary for taking a bath at home.

Ling Huan's mind still echoed the voice of 009, [The host makes a little, and uses Lu Jinbei as a prop when making it, which will definitely make Luo Sheng vomit blood, and the jealousy value will increase by then. 】

He came back to see Lu Jin Bei, "What is this?"

"Buy one and get one free for your favorite biscuits. Which flavor is banana? Banana is for duck." When Lu Jinbei bought goods at home, he almost bought all kinds of snacks in the supermarket, without knowing it. I asked Ling Huan what he likes to eat, but I wrote down the few and fast ones, and it happened to be on sale today.

Also bundled to send dolls.

Since Ling Huan moved in, there are dolls like this everywhere in the house. He thinks Ling Huan should like it.

"No." Ling Huan coughed, changed his tone, and decided to practice first to make himself sound a little sloppy, "I don't want bananas. I hate the taste of bananas. I take blueberries."

Lu Jinbei brought blueberries over, and was pushed down by Ling Huan.

"No blueberries." Ling Huan pointed to the top biscuit box, "What does it taste like? I can't see clearly. You can take it down and show it to me."

Taking the cart from Lu Jinbei, Ling Huan watched the almost obedient man step forward and reach out for what he wanted. After a moment of silence, he fell into deep thought.

Why is Lu Jinbei not angry?

I haven't seen Zuojing before. He is still not comfortable with how to talk. How can he get angry with Luo Sheng after a while?

Being in a daze, a muffled noise hit the iron frame suddenly came from behind, Ling Huan turned his head, and filled Luo Sheng's angry eyes.

The cold electronic sounds sounded simultaneously.

[Envy value detected: 30]

At a glance, Lu Jinbei was locked in the crowd. Luo Sheng couldn’t wait to find him. He didn’t expect that the man was accompanied by an irritating Ling Huan. He walked too quickly and quickly, and when he approached, he directed Ling Huan to others. Hearing the words clearly, an anonymous fire rushed from my heart to the top of my head.

The listener couldn't stand it for a moment.

What made him hate most was that Lu Jinbei seemed to be in a good mood, so he took it according to Ling Huan's request.

How did that happen?

It is not written like this in the book.

In the current book, it is clearly stated that he is the protagonist, but now Lu Jinbei can't even remember his name clearly.

All important turning plots must rely on his own memory, desperately to find completion.

The problem is that he is not doing well.

He knows the cause and effect is still bad!

Ling Huan leaned on the cart, listening to the sweet electronic prompts in his consciousness, lazily supporting his chin to watch Luo Sheng, "What? You want to buy biscuits too?"

Luo Sheng squeezed the handrail of the cart and creaked. He gritted his teeth and said, "I'm here to buy gifts. I still don't like these cheap things."

"What kind of clothes are you wearing?" Looking at Luo Sheng's whole body like a prick, Ling Huan didn't dare to look at Lu Jinbei's expression on the side, and said harshly, "The labels on the sleeves are imitations, right? It’s not too shameful to come out wearing this kind of clothes. You are still picky about what you eat. Are you not just as cheap?”

Luo Sheng squeezed the corners of the white shirt. He cast his gaze on Lu Jinbei, only to find that Lu Jinbei's eyes were even colder when he looked at him, as if he was looking at the rot in the gutter.

His lips were white, trembling without saying a word, he scolded Ling Huan over and over several times in his heart, and his brain was hypoxic because he was too shame, and there was only one extra strong thought left besides the almost crazy jealousy.

Luo Sheng bit his lip and sneered at Ling Huan. The lowered voice was full of grievous grievances, "It won't be long before you are proud. If it's not yours, it's not yours. You will cry at that time."

Luo Sheng reached out and touched the very light necklace on his chest, and a strange curve formed at the corner of his mouth.

The keys are all in his hands, no one will make trouble, he will definitely be able to find the props first.

When the time comes, he will see if there is a problem with the book, and how he has erased Ling Huan, so that Ling Huan can still appear in the shadows.

Ling Huan must have given Lu Jinbei some fascination. Soul medicine or some powerful props that made Lu Jinbei so obedient.

He is the one who knows the script, no props can be more powerful than the one he is about to get.

What's wrong.

Wouldn't it be nice to change it to the right one again?

"What does it mean it's not mine? What can I cry? Your weak omega who can't run two kilometers is now taunting me brazenly?" Ling Huan looked down at his slender fingers, now This is empty, he hasn't put on the ring yet.

Lu Jinbei also put the ring on the agenda when he was preparing for the wedding, but it was temporarily put on hold under his persuasion. After he found the other half of the ring, he took out two of them and put them on with Lu Jinbei. Not yet decided, if all goes well, he will be able to find the ring by collecting a little clue.

It's just that the memory is somewhat damaged.

In the matter between him and Lu Jinbei, it is not yet Luo Sheng's turn to be an outsider to point out his hands.

Ling Huan smiled, he raised his chin toward the cart, motioned Lu Jinbei to put the biscuit box in his hand, and turned around and looked at Luo Sheng deeply. "Are you talking about him?"

He lowered his voice and urged with a voice that only two people could hear, "Cooperate."

Then he pulled down the man’s collar and took off the man’s mask. One arm was bent against the other’s sturdy chest, and the other hand pressed against the back of his head as if Lu Jinbei resisted, and printed a kiss on it. .

I just wanted to express my dissatisfaction in front of Luo Sheng, but I didn’t expect that Lu Jinbei would be wrong. He grabbed him by the waist and took him into his arms with an extremely possessive posture, enclosing him and knocking open his lips and teeth. Kissed fiercely.

Ling Huan's consciousness was a little distracted by the kiss, and the electronic sound was still dedicated to broadcasting the skyrocketing jealousy value, and the cold tone immediately pulled him back.

He took a difficult step back, panted and put on the mask to Lu Jinbei, sealed his mouth, then wiped off his slightly hot face, looking at Luo Sheng with a cold expression.

"He is mine now, do you have an opinion?"

Luo Sheng's teeth were about to be crushed. Just now, Lu Jinbei deliberately held Ling Huan as if he was protecting it. He didn't fully see it, but it looked like Lu Jinbei had been attacked by an evil spirit, not by Ling Huan. What is the medicine!

Ling Huan glanced sideways, and suddenly found that what he was facing right now seemed to be a wall with a pile of beverage bottles. He stretched out his hand and pushed Luo Sheng, and people could smash into it.

But Luo Sheng's emotions were extremely intense.

"Ling Huan!" he yelled uncontrollably, his eyes were red and he took two steps forward, and reached out to Ling Huan's shoulder, "Do you also have props? What did you eat for him?"

Luo Sheng seemed to be blinded by the high jealousy value, and the image he had maintained since seeing Lu Jinbei just now is no more. He is now full of Ling Huan's mouth with a haughty mean smile, like a knife. The same scratches on his face, he couldn't bear the uncomfortable moment.

The day after tomorrow, no, he will go to the palace again tomorrow, get the second key, and then go directly to get the props!

Ling Huan's clothes were gripped by an angry Luo Sheng. Luo Sheng's nails were long, and the thin layers of clothing carried the strength to penetrate into the flesh.

Subconsciously sighed, Ling Huan wanted to throw Luo Sheng away irritably. He hadn't pushed Luo Sheng against the drink wall according to the content of the task, and suddenly a strong force on his waist pulled him back.

The hand that was glued to his shoulder like a gumdrop was severely torn off, and he threw it to the side like a trash.

Ling Huan looked at Luo Sheng, whose eyes suddenly widened in disbelief. He wanted to stretch out his hand to push Luo Sheng while fishing in troubled waters, but Lu Jinbei's movements were faster and more ruthless than him.

There was a crisp sound of joint dislocation in the air.

It was originally necessary for Luosheng and the trolley to finish pushing down the beverage wall.

Now with the help of Lu Jinbei, Luo Sheng couldn't even stand firmly, and fell backwards screaming. He couldn't keep his balance. His back hit the drink wall heavily, and his heart screamed badly.

Ling Huan felt that the place where Luo Sheng was hurt just now was carefully wrapped by a warm force. He leaned on the man's chest and heard the low voice with undisguised anger. The man remembered it after thinking about it for a while. The name of this unremarkable person,

"Luo Sheng, who allowed you to touch him?"