Transmigrating Into a Violent General’s Sweetheart Breeder

Upon closer inspection, he found that there were no small openings, and only the vase was broken, so Ling Huan was relieved.

"How come here to play? What if you came across something just now and hurt you by falling down? Don't be so restless when the old injury is not healed."

Ling Huan looked down at the cat and found that in the dimly lit corner, Beibei's pupils slowly turned round, and when he stared at him, his eyes were big and flashing.

Although Beibei didn't say a word, Ling Huan was inexplicably aggrieved.

Half of his heart softened, and he swallowed back the rebuke that had reached his lips.

"Be careful next time, this kind of long, thin bottle will break when it touches the ground."

The wild cat that was picked up only yesterday, except for a fierce bite when he was unfamiliar at first, was very good at other times.

Suddenly he was running around with him, fear is inevitable, and he just focused on Cheng Cheng, accidentally ignoring Beibei.

Beibei must have a small mood now.

"Take you to watch TV, behave well and get toys for you later."

Ling Huan hugged Beibei in a position that would not touch the wound, and let the robot buzzing behind him waving the broom head aside, stepping over the messy debris and sitting back on the sofa.

Feeling that Beibei seemed to dislike Chengcheng a little, Ling Huan deliberately found a place far away from Chengcheng. After sitting down, he put the cat on his lap and touched it twice. The illusion just appeared again.

Not only was the cat getting bigger, but the tail was a little longer, and it was also tightly wrapped around his arms, as if to be wary of him leaving.

Ling Huan frowned slightly, somewhat unable to remember Beibei's specific body shape yesterday. But Beibei has been by his side all the time, eating very little. It should be impossible to jump over overnight. He rubbed his eyes and brought the medicine box over and set it aside.

Putting on gloves to change Beibei's dressing. When the bandage was removed, Ling Huan was a little surprised to find that the skin and flesh of the wound that had been valgus yesterday had become smooth, leaving only a faint, unhealed slender opening. Come out, Beibei lost too much blood yesterday and looked like she was going to die at any time.

Ling Huan had some doubts, and asked in consciousness.

"Do ordinary wild cats have such a strong ability to repair themselves?"

[There are no records of wild cats in the database, and the records of pet cats raised by noble ladies are only a few words. However, most of the alphas have very strong self-repairing capabilities. Maybe the wild cats of the empire are similar. Moreover, the host's mental power is very helpful to this kind of wound, and it is normal to recover faster. 】

Ling Huan wanted to remove the entangled tail, but he couldn't pull it off no matter how hard he tried, and the tail remained motionless.

He had to maintain this weird trapped posture to help with the treatment. A lot of his mental energy was consumed like a stone thrown into the deep sea. The moment he touched the wound, he was swallowed clean, and there was no response at all. .

Controlling used nearly half of his mental power, and then meticulously wrapped the wound with a new bandage. Ling Huan leaned back on the sofa, a little dizzy, and his vision blurred for a moment before facing a pair of slender pupils.

He touched his pocket and took out the two toys that he had prepared before but had not had time to play with Beibei.

Without disturbing Cheng Cheng and watching TV, he gently shook the cat stick twice and made a crisp bell sound, but the cold Babe lazily put his chin on her paw, stingy and did not respond to him. .

Ling Huan thought the cat stick was useless, and when he was about to put it away, he was stepped on his shoulder by the cat who suddenly stood up. Beibei stretched out a paw and hung the dangling ball on top of the funny cat stick.

A smile turned up at the corner of his mouth, Ling Huan stretched out a hand to protect Beibei's back, fearing that he would move and fall.

Lu Jinbei paused until he finally held the sounding bell. He just felt that the sound of what Ling Huan had been making was too noisy. He wanted to be quiet before standing up. He didn't expect to be so naive and Ling. Huan started playing.

He leaned his chin to look at Ling Huan, then looked sideways at the hedgehog ball that was lying on the sofa while eating soft candy while watching TV. He deeply felt that Ling Huan seemed to be very good at dealing with animal alpha.

Did Ling Huan want to start with the cubs of the Empire?

Before, Ling Huan said that he had the ownership of the nursery school, but how could he not know when Ling Huan registered as a breeder?

Lu Jinbei stepped back, a gentle force from his back pressed him back.

"Don't you want to play so soon?" Ling Huan touched the cat's head, feeling as if he was getting along with a small ice cube that would not respond. "Babe seems to be only one or two years old. not called……"

He stretched out his hand to pinch the cat’s mouth and controlled it from being bitten with moderate strength. He looked at Beibei’s sharp and sharp teeth and throat, and whispered, "Take you to the hospital tomorrow."

Yesterday I thought I was afraid of living, but it was almost a day in the past. Why doesn't the cat meow?

Is there any hidden injury that he didn't find?

Or did you eat something you shouldn’t eat and hurt your throat when you were wandering?

Lu Jinbei's paws pressed against Ling Huan's chest in embarrassment. He struggled and threw away the opponent's hand. Because of the violent movement, he accidentally tore off Ling Huan's shirt and suddenly touched the other party's delicate skin. The touch was very keen, and he retracted as if he had been hot.

Ling Huan didn't wear clothes well at home, and he untied the top two openings, and they would be completely torn apart when he accidentally touched them.

Looking across Ling Huan's open collar revealing his white collarbone, the unreadable content in the shadow extending downward made people feel a little heartbeat.

The teenager can see the thin waistline, Lu Jinbei's pupils shrunk, his paws have been taken back, and he is pressed back by the warm palms, touching Ling Huan's neck directly without any cloth blocking.

Putting away the restless Beibei, Ling Huan turned on the light brain to choose a more reliable pet hospital.

Ling Huan was a little worried. He felt that Beibei always resisted his embrace as if nothing, but she was a little far away, and Beibei followed him not far away, staring at him without panic. Turned his gaze away to look at the wall on the side.

Thinking of cultivating relationships slowly, Ling Huan decided to take the initiative in the evening.

He took the cat to bed at night and went to bed together. The Beibei in his arms was stiff like a brick. After touching it for a while, he couldn't resist the exhaustion of mental energy and fell asleep.

Except for the faint feeling of being entangled in the middle of the night, Ling Huan had a good night's dream.

When I got up the next morning, I suddenly found that my arms were empty.

Squinting his sore eyes, he touched it back and forth twice on the bed.

He sat up abruptly and searched the entire villa before he was sure that Beibei was gone.

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