Transmigrating Into a Violent General’s Sweetheart Breeder

Lu Jinbei couldn't see things clearly, his eyes seemed to be fogged.

I can only feel the warmth of the strength holding him tightly.

Within ten kilometers, the sharp and short whistle sound, the noise of heavy vehicles, and all kinds of chaotic sounds seemed to have broken through the barrier when he was extremely weak, with almost boiling blood near the wound, crazy Surging in my head.

When the mind is unable to control itself, it will turn into a whirlpool. Once it crosses the edge of collapse, it will become lost, causing a huge load on the brain.

His spiritual realm was as dark as an abyss, now it is on the verge of breaking.

Because of the uncomfortable and unstoppable trembling of the pointed ears, he stretched out his paw to press it, and was suddenly pressed.

The thin callused fingertips gently rubbed a small tight muscle behind his ear.

After gradually relaxing, Lu Jinbei felt that his ears were turned over and pulled for a very professional examination.

He hadn't reacted yet, and was patted and hugged again soothingly.

Ling Huan lowered his head and whispered, "Don't scratch your ears, you can't scratch. You have been wandering for too long, and you are running around in a very dirty place. It is normal to have ear mites. Let's go back and treat the wound first, and then take a bath depending on the situation. , Buy some medicine and apply it and it will be cured soon."

Lu Jinbei: "..."

Ling Huan held the cat's ears that were not in good condition with one hand, and quickly opened the zipper with the other hand, and stuffed a small group of nested cats into his clothes, wanting this one to be frozen into ice cubes. The cat is warmer.

It has been nearly half an hour since he came out, hoping that the crappy excuse he just made would not make the guard suspicious.

He came out empty-handed. He would definitely not be able to mention a cat when he went back. Fortunately, the cat he picked up this time was not big enough to be seen in his clothes.

A fluffy head emerged from the neckline with difficulty, and Ling Huan pressed it back solemnly. He pulled the zipper up, dragged the cat's **** with one hand, and pressed the lower abdomen with the other, thinking about waiting for a while. Do you pretend that your stomach hurts or just rush back to the room.

Lu Jinbei tilted his head up and saw the sharp chin of the young man from the gap of his collar, which was coated with a soft light by the cold moonlight.

A **** smell that didn't belong to him faintly emerged from the tightly closed and narrow space, lingering around and entangled with him, it was Ling Huan's untreated wound that was cracking and bleeding.

I remembered the touch when my teeth pierced the delicate skin of the other party not long ago, and the blood that emerged along the way seemed to spread and grow a piece of citrus with a light fragrance, which was extremely attractive.

After the blood was licked away by him, it quickly calmed the restless mental area and even relieved the pain of the wound, while at the same time it stimulated a deeper desire for destruction.

He still wants to bite.

The thicker breath in the blood is more attractive than any pheromone he has ever smelled, and it is about to break the tense reason, and only the empty-headed clamor is to be taken for himself.

He wanted to leave, and he has already left.

The result was found again.

…

Ling Huan cautiously fumbled into the building from the back door, and ran into a few men in military uniforms who were patrolling with cold faces at the entrance of the corridor. He quickly nodded towards them with a pale face, holding on to the wall, and then bending over and clutching his clothes and quickly went upstairs.

Lu Jinbei was held and couldn't adjust his posture, and each paw was pressed tightly on the opponent's chest.

In addition to the jacket, the teenager only wore a thin shirt. The temperature could be felt through the fabric, it was a bit hot, and he could feel the strong heartbeat of the other party.

The drooping slender tail shook, and tentatively stretched in along the hem of the slightly open clothes, and bumped into a bandage wrapped around the boy's waist.

His tail stiffened, and his stiff face touched the bandage with the tip of his tail.

The remnants of the lightning attack were clearly felt in this wound.

When did he hurt Ling Huan?

It was Ling Huan who had bitten the back of his hand before.

All the new injuries on Ling Huan's body were caused by him.

Lu Jinbei leaned against the boy’s chest, the closer he was, the more he could smell the other person’s breath entwining him, as if he could absolutely comfort him, and there was a kind of gentle and restrained powerful mental power against him. The back is up.

He almost took the initiative to open up the spiritual realm subconsciously.

Lu Jinbei's gesture of slowly sticking to the opponent's arms suddenly stopped. He shook his head and his eyes became clear.

This guilty traitor, who had just had a memory erasure operation, should be a bedridden patient. How could he come here so far? Just happened to run into him?

Ling Huan's sudden appearance was full of doubts.

When he recovers, he must check it carefully when he goes back.

If it hadn't been for the overly weird firearms that caused him hard-to-heal serious injuries, he would not be forced to become a beast in the process of pursuing him to maintain physical and mental strength.

Fortunately...

Lu Jinbei's paws that pressed the boy's heart shrank uncomfortably, and pressed several folds on the clean white shirt.

Ling Huan didn't recognize him at all, but treated him as a low-status wild cat.

There was no such thing as wild cats in the empire for a hundred years ago. I don’t know if the Federation is due to the incompetence of the management and the poor control of the number of ordinary animals that caused this ignorant fellow to have this stupidity. Wrong idea.

Lu Jinbei was thinking about the backwardness and downfall of the Federation, and felt that Ling Huan had stopped.

The clothes were untied, and a dazzling light appeared in the field of vision.

He couldn't keep up because of the tingling pain, he didn't notice when his tail was caught, pulled from his waist to one side, and was squeezed very frivolously.

"Don't act like a baby."

Following the fluffy spine, Ling Huan put the cat down on the bed and took out the medical kit. The contents were relatively simple, disinfecting cotton fibers, medicine, cuffs and large-rolled bandages.

Ling Huan and the cat lying quietly on the bed looked at each other, and inexplicably saw a trace of irritability and anxiety in the dark and secluded eyes of the other party.

With sweat on his forehead, he pursed his lower lip, arranging things neatly on the side of the table, looking calm, putting on gloves.