Transmigrating Into a Violent General’s Sweetheart Breeder

Lu Jinbei has two more pointed ears that are only available to cats, which are completely unscientific and abnormal, but the picture looks unexpectedly harmonious.

Ling Huan's lip color was a little whitish.

The one that was completely held by his palm was scorching hot, and it shook subconsciously when he pinched it.

The two ears that emerged from between the man's hair were very familiar, whether it was the color of the hair or the pattern that appeared faintly on it.

It was exactly the same as his babe.

The only difference is that Beibei's ears are not so big, and Beibei's entire cat is only retracted but his arms are as long as his arms. He can hold the soft Beibei in his arms with one hand.

His gaze flicked across the man's moved Adam's apple, and he suddenly saw that Lu Jinbei's pupils were completely golden and even began to show palpitating light.

When staring at him, it slowly turned into vertical pupils.

Ling Huan's back began to sweat, and his fingers were shaking as he tried to take it off Lu Jinbei's head, but he was pressed hard by the man, and he rubbed the ear twice.

"Ling Huan, why do you look at me like this."

He clearly felt that Ling Huan's hand was retracting, and Lu Jinbei's heart was filled with uncomfortable emotions, climbing up like a thorny thorn.

Every part of his body was hot. After he brought Ling Huan to the locker room, he wanted to go out and let the cold wind cool down, but his feet seemed to be stuck to the ground, his five keen senses after closing his eyes. It's all focused on listening.

He heard Ling Huan's whispering vague words inside, and then began to rustle off his clothes.

Pheromone began to spread out along the narrow gap under the door panel, and the thin citrus cold fragrance in the air was not enough for him.

The weaker the pheromone, the lower the other party's interest in him. Ling Huan really wanted to let him go.

He couldn't understand why Ling Huan was so hot and cold. He could clearly say that he liked him in front of so many people in the trial hall. After being obliterated forcibly, he could only remember him alone. Why? He was always so indifferent to him when he was alone.

Is his attitude too bad?

Lu Jinbei's ears buzzed, he barely used the last bit of consciousness to stand up straight, and slapped a spot on the mirror in the fitting room.

An option jumped out of the cold mirror.

"Whether to open a completely enclosed space, after opening it will completely block the release of pheromone."

He bit his glove and tore it off, tapping the "Yes" lightly with his fingertips.

Lu Jinbei, who had been blocking him dangerously all the time, left. Ling Huan was holding on to the wall in embarrassment as he was about to stand up, and suddenly heard a feelingless electronic sound coming out of the narrow space.

"Turned on."

He was shocked as he watched the baffle under the door suddenly grow longer, knocking on the ground with a muffled sound, and then flashing silver light waves like water on the four walls.

Ling Huan frowned, "What did you turn on?"

"009! Lu Jinbei had a problem, did he have a bug again? Did the cake just work? The problem is that after the cake was eaten by Lu Jinbei, shouldn't he have an attack on Luo Sheng?" Right eyelid Starting to jump wildly, he frantically looked for 009 in his consciousness, but there was a dead silence in his consciousness, as if 009 had disappeared out of thin air.

Lu Jinbei's arm was a little impatient and he pressed his forehead with his fist, "It can block the pheromone. Your pheromone tastes too much, and others will smell it."

If someone smells it, you will be snatched away.

Ling Huan stepped back with a numb scalp, and hit the glass with his back, "Are you kidding? I have used inhibitors, and now it is clear that the smell of pheromone has not leaked out, it is better to say that it is you..."

His own pheromone is normal and can no longer be normal, but now Lu Jinbei's pheromone is as strong as it can be condensed into a piece of water.

The quiet space was completely closed, but Ling Huan suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing against his cheek.

The extra strength on his shoulders pressed him down heavily.

"Sorry, my susceptibility period is here." Lu Jinbei's voice was low and dull, and when he pressed him back to the ground, he closed his eyes, as if he had recovered for a few seconds.

Ling Huan covered his nose, and the oncoming pheromone that seemed to drown him seemed to be walking along the skin. The smell was too fragrant, and his nosebleeds began to come out uncontrollably.

He didn't see the slightest sense of apology in Lu Jinbei's expression and behavior now, and he even got worse.

Lu Jinbei seemed to have found himself a perfect excuse.

Now he is buckling hard to prevent him from getting up.

Lu Jinbei opened his eyes suddenly, and his voice was husky, "Didn't you say that you like my eyes the most?"

Leaning on the cold mirror, Ling Huan's legs were strongly separated by the man who was half-kneeling on the ground. The other party's hot breath fell on his face and neck, and his heart began to beat violently uncontrollably.

A horrified thought rose rapidly.

When did he say he liked Lu Jinbei's eyes?

It's impossible to say such frivolous things to Lu Jinbei if you give him 10,000 courage!

Obviously, there is not much contact between him and Lu Jinbei except for the large embarrassing incidents caused by the props in the past few times!

"When did I say that?" Ling Huan looked up in a daze, and subconsciously aimed at Lu Jinbei's two hairy ears.

Why are my ears so like Beibei...

The eyes are too. He hadn't noticed before. He thought that seeing Lu Jinbei's eyes occasionally turn golden is just an illusion, but now when they are completely golden, they are exactly the same as Beibei.

Lu Jinbei's fingertips swept across his sweating forehead, "The night of December 15th."

"Ling Huan, you have a bad memory."

Being completely shrouded in the shadow of a man, Ling Huan firmly grasped the wet corners of his clothes with his fingers, and felt that the part of his neck near the glands was bitten forcefully. After the bite, the other party licked like compensation. Down, the force of the lick was heavy and ruthless, as if wishing to leave a trace on it.

He was bad at keeping time, but what Lu Jinbei just said was almost a week ago. At that time, he not only received an expensive spar from the military, but also received a piece from Beibei who picked up rubbish. Thunder spar.

He held Beibei and praised his beautiful eyes that day.

Ling Huan's breathing became short, and he slammed the tie on the man's chest, "Lu Jinbei, are you Beibei?"

Two completely unrelated words overlap in my mind.

The moment of overlap produces the sound of cracking the earth.

Without hearing a response from the man's mouth for a long time, Ling Huan suddenly felt a shuddering heat coming out of the man against the root of his thigh.

After he called Beibei just now.

Lu Jinbei actually reacted?

The problem is that he doesn't want this kind of reaction!

His sturdy arms rested on the glass, restraining him like an inextricable cage. Ling Huan felt the shoulder socket being rubbed against Lu Jinbei’s chin, and the other's hair brushed across his cheek, still carrying It's hot and humid.

The man hummed in a low voice, grabbing his somewhat weakened hand and pressing behind him, "There is also a tail, you can touch it, don't recognize the wrong person, half animal state, there is an hour a day."

"What...?" When Ling Huan's hand was pressed by Lu Jinbei, he seemed to have completely lost his control. His breath was full of men's rich pheromones. His eyes fell stiffly, just catching a glimpse of the ground impatiently sweeping. Sweep away the tail.

When he was holding Beibei, his arm was curled by Beibei with this tail countless times, and this was the first time he saw the enlarged version.

Lu Jinbei whispered, "Only you can touch it."

"Will you be happier?"

Ling Huan was about to lose his breath. The position of his back neck glands had become a little abnormal since Lu Jinbei approached just now. The cold and hot began to jump suddenly.

At this moment, Lu Jinbei was very purposefully only releasing pheromones to him alone, and the originally calm glands seemed to have started to go wrong.

"Don't touch me!" Ling Huan gritted his teeth and wanted to withdraw his hand, but he couldn't move at all when he was pressed by Lu Jinbei. When he touched his tail, his breathing became hurried, and his eyes became red." Lu Jinbei, you found the wrong person. I definitely shouldn't touch this thing. You should find Luo Sheng."

He took a deep breath and repeated it quickly as if grabbing a life-saving straw, "Luo Sheng, do you have any impression of this name? Is it because the susceptibility period is now a little unconscious and can't see people clearly?"

"I'm going to call someone for you. You will be alone for a while, and I will call you sweetheart honey later."

Ling Huan pushed down the man's chest, but the other party held him tighter and tighter.

"What Luosheng?" Lu Jinbei looked down at the boy's flushed face and pale lips, his eyes sinking, "Ling Huan, why do you always mention this name."

Originally approaching Ling Huan, he learned a little citrus pheromone and calmed his restless body a little bit. At this moment, when he heard the stranger's name in Ling Huan's mouth, the uneasy feeling that had been suppressed soared.

He put his fingertips into Ling Huan’s hair, whispered,

"You like me, why don't you tell me."

"Don't like me secretly."

"Lu Jinbei!" Ling Huan couldn't bear it, "when did I say..."

When did he say he likes Lu Jinbei?

Just now I praised that Beibei’s eyes were taken so hard by Lu Jinbei and there are still traces to follow. I started to say that I like it so directly. Isn’t it a delusion?

Ling Huan suddenly snorted, he felt the back of his neck being rubbed repeatedly, and the man leaning on him was a little bit aggrieved.

"Your pheromone is so weak, why is it so weak?"

Ling Huan’s chin was provoked, and a turbulent kiss was suddenly pressed on his dry lips. When the teeth were knocked open, he suddenly felt that the pheromone in his body broke through a chain of imprisonment.

He drew back without strength, and suddenly heard the man's incapable voice in his ears.

"Now I have it, I can smell it."

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