Transmigrating Into a Violent General’s Sweetheart Breeder

After tearing up the frozen sticker, Ling Huan endured the tingling sensation of his scalp and installed the individually packaged disposable syringe. The slender needle tip reflected the cold luster.

Ordinary inhibitors have a short action time and small sequelae. One injection can last for about a week. Only on the day of the injection, there will be obvious fatigue, inattention, muscle weakness and other problems that do not affect life.

He used the anonymous Xingwang account to buy a limited amount of inhibitors, and he could only buy one.

Get an injection before going to bed and you will get back to normal tomorrow morning.

Seven days is just enough for him to wait for the mental power inhibitor sent by the system, and then the plot will be back on track.

Ling Huan's hand holding the injection needle shook two times subconsciously, and he uncomfortably tugged at the neckline, feeling out of breath.

The symptom of fear of needles seems to be more serious than when Tan Ye pressed and sent to erase the memory last time.

The tingling sensation came before the needle touched the skin.

He obviously didn't blink his eyes when he went to the hospital for an injection before putting on the book.

009 friendly and intimate inquiry.

[Do you want to help the host shield the pain? 】

Ling Huan hurriedly said yes. The wrists exposed by the sleeves were stretched because of the force. He injected this kind of thing for the first time, and closed his eyes and recalled the tutorial video that he had watched on the purchase interface.

There was a soft "click" in my ear, and the back of my hand that was trembling for the next second was cushioned by a fluffy, warm thing.

The trembling situation is much better if the arm is leaning against something.

He opened his eyes and realized that Beibei didn't know when she climbed onto the table, and lay down lazily in front of him, just in a good position to support him.

Ling Huan grudgingly curled his lips and smiled calmly. The room was extremely quiet. I don't know if it was his illusion. The feeling of being stared at him faintly overshadows his fear of needles.

But there is clearly only one cat in the room who understands nothing.

The light golden vertical pupil stared at a small needle tube pierced into the skin.

The transparent liquid in the needle was all pushed forward, and when it was withdrawn, Ling Huan's movements were unskilled and rude and stained with blood.

Seeing the dazzling pinholes on the white wrists, the drooping tail swayed twice and quietly took Ling Huan's arm and rubbed it back and forth comfortably.

Ling Huan frowned and threw the used things into the trash can, touched the position of the back of the neck gland, it was flat and no longer hot, and he was relieved.

Looking back, I saw that the fluffy cat's head was leaning against him, staring at the bleeding place, even moving forward.

He hurriedly pushed the cat's head away, "You can't lick it, Beibei, it's a little hurt, it'll be fine later, don't lick it for me."

Omega inhibitors are already considered medicines. If they are given to ordinary kittens like Beibei, I don't know if they will be toxic.

After being touched, the cat's head immediately stopped moving, and stood a little stiff, as if reflecting on why he had acted like that just now.

Turning over the drawer, he found a waterproof band-aid and put it on. Ling Huan put down his sleeve. He obviously felt that his left hand was becoming sore and weak. The physical exhaustion was a bit more uncomfortable than the previous mental effort. He put Beibei with one hand. He picked it up and put it on the ground.

Lu Jinbei thought that Ling Huan didn’t like him standing on the table. He snorted and jumped to the ground gracefully. Before he could stand still, he was put down with one hand and flattened on the ground. In the next second, Ling Huan's two paws were pinched by Ling Huan. Looked at each other in turn.

There was a strange tactile sensation when the meat pad was pressed. He didn't react for a while. When Ling Huan was about to see his lower body, he was awakened suddenly. One turned over and quickly stood up. Before taking two steps, he was caught by the back of his neck. bathroom.

Ling Huan spoke to the air and locked the bathroom door without leaving a chance to escape.

"Babe is not dirty. Where did you go during the day? Did you play in the mud? The paws are not dirty. Have you not stepped on the ground after going out? Wait until the cat shampoo that you buy online tomorrow arrives and take a bath. Cut your nails."

Feeling the thigh was poked twice by the stiff cat's tail, Ling Huan sensed Beibei's unhappiness, and comforted him, "Ten minutes, I will simply wash it for you and then we will blow dry it, okay?"

Lu Jinbei rushed to the wall the moment he landed, looking at Ling Huan anxiously.

The animal state will always remain extremely clean and does not require a bath at all.

Now I can't tell Ling Huan that he is not a wild cat, and Ling Huan loves to be clean. If he really develops the habit of bathing him, will he be caught often in the future?

He hates water very much when he is beastly.

It's annoying if you see it.

Ling Huan locked the door, and Lu Jinbei circled around and could only spin back and forth along the white porcelain wall. The erected tail accidentally rubbed against the fluorescent button on the wall, and the lighting and heating lamp on the top of the bathroom "dropped". It opened with a bang.

Ling Huan screamed awful. He just squatted and stretched out his hand to beckon the cat. Now he can't stand up and can only turn his face sideways.

In the next second, hot water of moderate temperature spurted directly from the top down, forming a dense curtain of water, which unceremoniously showered him from beginning to end.

"Jin Beibei!" Ling Huan always couldn't catch the cat, so he shouted a big name.

Originally, he was splashed with wine at the banquet, and he did come back to take a bath, but he hadn't had time to squeeze with the cat to wash, but now he couldn't help it.

Beibei, who was leaning against the wall, seemed to realize that she had made a mistake, and her legs that were still running around suddenly stopped moving and froze in place.

Ling Huan wiped the water off his face, half-kneeled on the ground, pressing the cat with one hand and touching the button on the wall with the other.

Sprinklers that were accidentally opened shut down immediately.

When Lu Jinbei cast a shadow in front of him, he subconsciously moved his paw back.

He looked at the young boy who was approaching, whose lips were pale due to blood loss and now stained with water. The pure white shirt was wet and clinging to his body, and even outlined the shape of a slender collarbone. The damp hair was randomly grabbed. , But the face is getting smaller and smaller.

The button that Ling Huan had rigorously buckled to the top suddenly had no effect.

It's more heart-shrinking than not wearing it.

Lu Jinbei was forced to a corner by him. When he couldn't retreat, he was dragged into his wet arms. The stiff and suspended claws didn't know where to put them. Ling Huan stretched out his hand and pressed it, and his claws were placed directly. On the chest.

The touch from the mat was too allergic, and it was accompanied by a powerful heartbeat, which made him a little lost.

"Be obedient, don't run around. We will get it done in ten minutes. If you don't cooperate, it will take an hour. Then it will not wash well." Ling Huan was trying to communicate with Beibei, but found that Beibei seemed to admit his mistake. The same bowed his head and always refused to look at him.

Fingertips hooked the cat's head, and when his eyes were facing each other, a feeling of extreme danger suddenly appeared, which made Ling Huan's back tighten.

This feeling was fleeting, before he had time to think about it, Beibei looked away a little embarrassed and returned to the appearance of bowing his head to admit his mistake.

Ling Huan didn't take it to heart. He stood up with the cat and took the vacated sink as Beibei's bathtub. He blocked the water outlet and filled a pool of water. He moved Beibei in very lightly. The bottom of his hand was unexpected. He didn't have the slightest struggle, even when he washed his paws, he lifted it up and sent it to him in cooperation.

Ling Huan felt blood under the water.

Beibei’s wound went out to play and it seemed to have relapsed. He slightly bent over and used half of his mental energy to touch the wound. As soon as the mental energy touched, it was quickly absorbed away.

Ling Huan touched the position of the wound again, and it had healed into a scar.

He nodded Beibei's upward head, "You are not allowed to run around until you get better."

Not only did he treat Beibei's wounds, but it also went smoothly from beginning to end. Ling Huan was pleased to feel that Beibei should have listened to what he just said.

Standing wet on the dry towel, Lu Jinbei felt so uncomfortable all over, he was so heavy as if he was wearing clothes, he couldn't help but threw it into the water, most of it hit Ling Huan, his ears were pinched, Ling Huan's tone wasn't very harsh when he preached.

"Beibei was very good just now, but she couldn't stand up until the last step. There was originally a candy to be rewarded to Beibei hidden in the room. The water thrown just now doesn't count. If you keep behaved, I will give it to you when you go out. Take sugar."

Lu Jinbei moved his tail disdainfully and patted on the table.

Ling Huan really treated him as a three-and-a-half-year-old kid.

Give back sugar?

Even if he didn't hide it, he wouldn't be rare for such things.

The pointed ears were pressed to prevent water from splashing in, and Ling Huan moved quickly to help him wipe his hair. Lu Jinbei was a little warm by the overhead light, and he stared down at the white towel.

It's completely different from meeting at a banquet.

Ling Huan's attitude towards him now can be regarded as indulgent, even if he made a mistake, he would only be punished by pinching his ears.

Subconsciously licking his lips, Lu Jinbei suddenly came up with an irrelevant thought:

Fortunately, Ling Huan picked him home that day.

He was just here to monitor Ling Huan, and he didn't have any thoughts about omega. If he was tossed like this for other alphas, Ling Huan estimated that he would be marked before he could hit the inhibitor.

However, as long as the level of spiritual power is the same as Ling Huan, the alpha will be discovered without saying a word, and now the entire empire has higher spiritual power than Ling Huan, except for him, there is only one person left.

The man was still far away from six galaxies and didn't rush back at all.

But the Empire does still have a small number of wildcats that slip through the net, hiding in various dark lanes.

I don't know if Ling Huan meets other stray wild cats next time, will he pick it back so stupidly, when the wild cat enters the house, will Ling Huan take care of it like this?

After being blown by Ling Huan in a strange way, all the hair was blown upside down. Lu Jinbei was a little unpleasant and smooth, and a slight noise came from his ear. He stopped his movements and turned his head to see Ling Huan facing his back. As he undressed, a clean bathrobe was placed on the side.

The scent of small oranges quietly filling the narrow space seemed to spread and grow. He watched Ling Huan motionlessly, his clothes slipping down revealing his thin white body.

When his gaze fell on the back of the opponent's neck, he suddenly felt that his teeth were itchy.

The author has something to say

[Ling Ling: Although the cat at home is behaved, it feels dangerous (?)]

[Baibei: Don’t eat candy, don’t take a bath, don’t touch me! 】

Tomorrow, try to save a draft on time_(:_」∠)_