Transmigrating Into a Violent General’s Sweetheart Breeder

Ling Huan quickly squeezed the crowd for a few minutes and arrived at the other end of the banquet hall. Several gorgeously dressed young girls stood together. In the middle was a proud girl, whose chin was set against the sharp waves.

Suddenly, a small piece of ground knelt down on Luo Sheng, whom he had been looking for for a long time.

"Is it so difficult for you to get me a strawberry cake? Look at what you get. You deliberately make things difficult for me in front of so many people?"

The girl was wearing a long dress with intricate and gorgeous patterns with one hand akimbo, the other hand holding the goose down fan in front of her face, looking at Luo Sheng, who was humble and trembling kneeling on the ground in front of him, the corners of her mouth covered with pride and joy.

She squeezed the cake wrapped in paper with **** and threw it on the ground casually.

The cake was battered like mud.

"Pick it up." The girl said in a voice, "Don't you have to listen to the guests in your job? I ask you to clean the ground, can't you hear me?"

Ling Huan watched the hands on the watch move towards 12.

When Luo Sheng really used her hands to clean up the mess on the ground, she pretended to inadvertently touched the wine glass holders stacked high behind her back. Although it is for decoration, every glass is filled with wine.

The sound of glass breaking directly exploded in the elegant music of the banquet hall.

Luo Sheng knelt on the ground dumbly, unable to open his eyes as he was soaked in the alcohol that was poured on him, but there was no expected pain on his body. He opened his eyes with difficulty and found that someone was blocking him.

The young man who was kneeling on the ground was slender and handsome in appearance. Although the messy strands of hair fell on his cheeks in embarrassment, his movements were graceful and unhurried.

The leisurely Ling Huan spit with 009 in consciousness.

"I can't stand it anymore. Can I leave after I finish the task? The wine is splashing on my hair! I have to go back to take a shower."

009 appease the restless host.

【of course can. 】

"Are you helping him? It was the first time I wanted to fix someone..." She was stunned when she saw Ling Huan's appearance, and quickly returned to a domineering posture, "You, do you know my surname? Cross! I am a nobleman!"

...

Because of his proximity, Tan Ye could see at a glance that the person who was saving the beauty from the hero was Ling Huan. He shook his glass to watch the show, and the glass was suddenly taken away.

Lu Jinbei's eyes fell on Ling Huan who was a little embarrassed not far away, and he said, "Go and help."

After a pause, he added, "It's best not to impress the high-class nobles too much with his identity, or it will take a lot of effort to send him away in two years."

Tan Ye went crazy, "Why did I go?"

"Aren't you a celebrity socialite? Find a way to get that woman away." Lu Jinbei looked at the woman whose hand was about to touch Ling Huan's face, his expression faintly unhappy, "Go now."

Ling Huan looked down at Luo Sheng and said, "Are you okay?"

Luo Sheng shook his head timidly. He was about to express his gratitude. He found that Ling Huan had put away the gentleness on his face, and stood up quickly as if he had gone through some process.

Ling Huan thought about the little girl whose nostrils were flaming, and said softly, "It's enough."

The goose down fan was thrown on the ground angrily. The girl's finger with the gem ring was about to poke Ling Huan's face, and a hand suddenly stretched out to bring her to the side.

Tan Ye took a deep breath and calmed down, "Ms. Cross's dress today is especially suitable for dancing. At half past nine o'clock, the banquet hall will become a dance floor. Is it an honor for me to invite you to dance?"

Ling Huan glanced at the affectionate Tan Ye in surprise.

A shyness flashed across the girl's face, and she spoke in a low voice, "Of course, Lieutenant General Tan."

Tan Ye with a smile on his mouth, like a butterfly, easily abducted people away.

Ling Huan mourned for three seconds of silence for the poor man Tan Ye who was blind at a young age. When he raised his head, he met Lu Jinbei who was standing not far away.

Thinking of the second half of the task, he clenched his fists and gritted his teeth and walked over as if passing by, and stopped stiffly when he walked to Lu Jinbei's side.

He tugged at the corner of the man's clothes and said dryly, "You look like a good, helpful person. Since I saw that scene just now, I should go help..."

Lu Jinbei, who was suddenly issued a good person card, looked down at the white fingertips on the black military uniform, and said coldly, "Why should I help?"

Ling Huan did not expect that Lu Jinbei would not follow the script.

Seeing that the protagonist who is in trouble is suffering, where is the desire for protection that should rise immediately as the protagonist attack? Why are you asking him this cannon fodder?

Ling Huan began to squat his extended lines, "He seems to have fallen on his leg. He can't stand up now. He may need someone to help him. It would be better if he could send it home..."

The man's low voice interrupted him, "I want my help?"

Ling Huan licked his teeth and waited for Lu Jin Bei's last sentence, but he didn't expect that what the other party said caused his heartbeat to stop suddenly.

"You beg me."

Ling Huan trembled for no apparent reason. There was no reminder of task completion in his consciousness. He gritted his teeth and closed his eyes. He lowered his head and hummed at the mosquitoes on the ground.

"please."

Looking down at the boy's drooping wet hair, the tips of the exposed ears turned pink because they spoke a few words quietly and quickly, Lu Jinbei's dark pupils flashed with light golden light, subconsciously He said, "Do you know my name? You can..."

His neckline was suddenly gripped tightly, and to the boy's cold eyes, it seemed that he didn't have any feelings.

"You were also in the corridor just now. I was unlucky when I met you twice today. From now on, our well water will not be offended by the river, and I don't need to know your name."

Ling Huan felt that he was frustrated. If it weren't for the main task, he wouldn't have to contact Lu Jinbei so frequently today.

Especially in the critical time period when his mental power is in trouble.

Fortunately, the electronic sound coming from the consciousness is not that bad.

[The main task has been completed: The recipe for the low-degree sweet fruit wine for the reward drop item will be issued to the host within 24 hours, please be patient. 】

Tan Ye, who was smiling at Miss Cross, had a stiff face and suddenly received two pieces of news from Lu Jinbei.

——A waiter was lying on the ground just now. He probably had a broken leg and couldn't stand up. Ask someone to help.

——I have something tonight, so I'm leaving first.

...

"I shouldn't have brought you out today. It was so unpleasant." Mrs. Raels had been anxiously pulling a tissue to help Ling Huan wipe her hair on the aircraft, and only walked away for a while, and Ling Huan was unexpectedly caught by the Cross family. The spoiled little daughter made this look, but because the title was lower than the third class, they dared not speak.

"When I go back to the room, I will take a hot shower first. There is hot soup in the kitchen. If you want to drink it, let the servant bring it to you." She took Ling Huan back to the villa with guilt, and probed Ling Huan’s forehead. Don't worry, "The family doctor will come over tomorrow morning and see you again."

She casually took down the shining diamond brooch, "Mom has a special storage box, can I help you put it away first?"

Ling Huan bent over obediently and let out a sigh of relief.

Finally took this thing off.

The robot that came in from the door waved its mechanical arm and turned in front of Ling Huan twice, and a few words lit up on the pitch-black display: There is express delivery.

Hard fingers poked the storage location twice, indicating that Ling Huan had taken the things.

Mrs. Raels asked, "What did you buy?"

Ling Huan walked forward with a light smile, blocking the buzzing little robot, "It's just a toy for the cat. I want to go to bed early today, so I will go back to the room first, and I will go out to find the cat tomorrow."

Aristocratic villas can only be built on the edge of the main city, distributed throughout Olesin. The environment is beautiful and there are few people in remote locations. Even if Beibei slips into the garden and gets lost, he shouldn't go too far.

The only thing he is worried about now is that Beibei is hungry.

"Oh baby, I forgot to tell you the good news. The servant said that a cat was found by the rose room. I don't know if it was the one you lost." Mrs. Raels said with a smile, "I'm afraid it is. Don’t let the wild cats that were lost do not accept discipline, so the servant first found an iron cage to place it in your room."

As soon as Ling Huan opened the door, he saw Beibei who was arching his waist and reaching out from the iron railing to touch the lock.

The sharp nails were gleaming coldly, and he scratched the iron lock without hesitation, and made several deep marks.

Ling Huan quickly opened the cage with the key, and as soon as the small door opened, a soft ball stepped on his squatting knee and nestled into his arms domineeringly.

The chin was itchy by the fluffy pointed ears, Ling Huan finally let go of the heart that Ling Huan had been holding, smiling at the corners of his mouth, and touched the soft head with his fingertips. The touch was so good that he could not hold back. Is tighter,

"Will Beibei open the lock?"

Lu Jinbei sneered disdainfully, squinted his eyes and leaned against Ling Huan's arm. The paws that lay lazily on Ling Huan's clothes retracted his nails, and his tail subconsciously rubbed Ling Huan's pants.

I don't know to what extent Ling Huan has mastered spiritual power.

Do you still have mental power attached to your hands? How come you feel comfortable touching him twice now.

It was clear that he and Ling Huan left the banquet at about the same time. Why the low-level aircraft of the Raels family was so slow that he was caught by the rough-handed servants and placed in a cage for half an hour before Ling Huan came back.

too slow.

There was a clear breathing sound in his ear, as if someone had kissed his ear, "Wait and hold you again."

Suddenly pulling away with his strength, Lu Jinbei opened his eyes suddenly and found that he was placed on the table by Ling Huan. Ling Huan was turning his back to him to untie his bow tie, and casually put the wine-soaked dress on the back of the chair.

Unlocking a buttoned wrist and dangled his eyes, Lu Jinbei leaned his head on his arm, thinking that Ling Huan was about to change his clothes, politely moved his eyes away, and then moved back slowly. The tail hangs stiffly on the table without moving.

There was a slight "click" sound in the ear, and the robot that had stopped at the door had already come over.

Ling Huan's slender fingertips opened the lid and took out the contents wrapped in transparent soft plastic.

Layers of wrapping paper were piled up on the ground illuminated by the warm yellow light within a short time. The cat sitting on the table shook its tail, and the light golden slender pupils could easily see the top layer of packaging. A neat little print.

——Omega injection inhibitor, general type x.

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[If it's a small dirty cat, Ling Ling can take it to take a bath tomorrow. 】

[Baibei (wagging his tail): I am not... I am. 】

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