Transmigrating Into a Violent General’s Sweetheart Breeder

After Lu became a privileged user, all the sentences he spoke were trailed with extravagant colors, and for a while, the screen was full of colors.

Just trimming the glued area with prop scissors, Ling Huan blinked his eyes and didn't react. A private message suddenly popped up from the top of his optical brain.

Assistant Xiao Wang: Well done, keep working hard.

Ling Huan:?

What did he do?

Looking at the content of the barrage that suddenly skyrocketed, Ling Huan realized that the price of the Treasure Map of Meow King that Lu gave this time was twice that of the Rockets last time. For users who check in on the platform every day to get free dried fish, it is simply a sky-high price.

Sorrows are everywhere on the screen:

—This is the 16 big dried fish I won by going to other anchors to guess, all of them have been given to the anchor! The anchor is responsible to me! what! what happened! I suddenly lost my feeling!

-what! Why turn off the five senses at the same time! Drop! Up! Just now! The anchor was still touching me last second! Why is this anchor method so good? ! Professional? Is there a certificate? The hair repair shop I visited last month said that he was the top technician in the shop. His name was Tony. He gave me a lot of hair loss on my back. It hurts!

—I'm joking, I'm joking! The anchor just said that the hair trimming live broadcast is only one hour in total, and I will share something in two hours later!

-This cat is so cute, I don't know whether to envy cats or people.

—I'm late! I didn't even share that moment! My animal form is a cat! Give the kids another chance. When will the anchor broadcast the cat next time, no, live hair trimming, I will definitely set an alarm to grab the front row.

"Is the sharing of the five senses turned off?" To the camera, he read the user name of lu twice to express his gratitude. Ling Huan was not very proficient in operating the background and wanted to turn on this function, but finally found the button to find that it has become Gray, there is also a two-hour countdown on the side.

Ling Huan smiled and said apologetically, "Next time sharing should be available. Today is a temporary live broadcast. I will send a cat friend circle to remind everyone before the next broadcast."

—Wow, the anchor looks so white from this angle, if I can share my five senses, I'll hug and kiss one.

—Anchor Beauty Shark I, did you smile a while ago, suddenly I leaned so close to 1551 that the screen was full of handsome faces, and my heart was about to stop. Is this anchor from the gourmet area or the singing area next door!

—Why is it him again? The name is not properly set up and what gimmicks are, but I just pick a time when a few major anchors did not start broadcasting in the afternoon, this point four treasure maps can be in the top three on the hot list, but you really have you.

—Online request. Someone knows how to set this vertical wallpaper after recording the screen for five seconds. I didn't save it in my brain! Where did the video that I saved just now?

—Is there a studio behind this anchor? At the beginning of the season, you started to have enough energy to prepare for the Dou Mao newcomer quarterly award? Did you hear the news in advance that Wenwen will bring a very powerful newcomer recently, ready to compare?

-There is no hammer to close the wheat upstairs, so what is it that you just open your mouth? Are you annoying to take your family essay on stage all day? Wenwen is so popular that the top five in the monthly rankings are barely enough. I have never watched Wenwen's live broadcast. The last time I watched the cover, I felt so embarrassed and boring.

-Wenwen rope is not fastened, can Wen Jiajun roll his dog rope in his mouth? Grandpa's ears couldn't bear it.

—The big benefactor of this anchor must have a problem. I have a friend who can check the user ip, wait, see you in the cat circle tonight, you can know if you are self-fired by looking at the brain ip address at that time! If self-speculation, the platform must be dealt with seriously!

—Okay, you can kneel after finishing talking. I'm a fan of this anchor, who is not a technical house? If you are silent in the cat circle tonight, how about I share some photos of Wenwen with you online?

Ling Huan gave Eun the free time to watch the screen after handling all the glued hairs, but his backstage only showed that the room manager Xiao Wang had silenced three people a few minutes ago, and the barrage was brushed too fast. , He turned up and couldn't find what the three people had said.

There was a small force on his arm, Ling Huan lowered his head and found that Eun was twisting himself into half a bracket, spreading it on his lap and turning his stomach upside down, and his round black eyes were looking longingly. The smooth hair brush in his hand sniffed and whispered,

"Don't comb your hair anymore? Just one more time, one more time."

…

Lu Jinbei has an exclusive lounge in the military department.

The curtains were tightly pulled, and the light in the room was dim when the light was not turned on. There were two pieces of clothing scattered in a mess in the corner. What was pressed underneath the clothes, the swelling arc seemed to be curled up inside a ball of hair.

A fluffy cat head emerged from the edge of the clothes, lying proudly on the ground and looking coldly at the fluorescent screen.

The little white cat on the screen is obviously an alpha cub, but it will act childishly. The speech sounds harsh and unpleasant. It’s good to think about it in your own heart when it’s comfortable to be touched, and you have to go back into Ling Huan’s arms. To hug.

It's ridiculous.

Obviously five or six years old, why are you not independent at all?

Is it possible for someone to hold it even if the road of cutting a haircut is gone?

Leaning his head on his arm, Lu Jinbei's posture is exactly the same as that of the little white cat on the screen. After opening the sympathy, he can feel the comforting and smooth hair on his back.

He was dismissive of the hot anchors on the live broadcast platform before, so he never paid attention to it. Before learning that Ling Huan was on the live broadcast, he reluctantly registered an account, wanting to see what Ling Huan is doing.

The sharing of the five senses is not as good as Starnet said.

Lu Jinbei's gaze fixedly fell on Ling Huan's white and slender hand, and the white hair of that strange kitten came out of his fingertips.

Some uncomfortable feelings filled my heart inexplicably.

Ling Huan didn't match this white cat at all.

The sharing of the five senses on the live broadcast platform makes people feel bad. It is said that it can have the same touch as the anchor, but he feels that the touch on his back is not at all warm.

Turning his head and rubbing Ling Huan's coat, after one night, the faint citrus smell remaining on it was light and fluttering, even if he placed it in a closed room.

It's lighter than last night.

Although the pictures on the huge Guangbrain screen were not pleasing at all, Lu Jinbei was still looking up, and the barrage in Ling Huan's live broadcast room slid up one by one.

Lu Jinbei glimpsed a sincere and dazzling question:

—I take the liberty to ask, is the alpha cub that the anchor broadcasted on the hair trimming today, the one that went home and raised it? I picked up the table when I was cooking last time.

Squinting his eyes slightly, Lu Jinbei stretched out his paw and patted it on the screen, using his voice to transform a bullet screen and send it up.

A barrage with exaggerated special effects suddenly lit up at the top of the live broadcast room. Because of the privileges, it will not be easily swiped down, and it can stay at that location for a minute:

Lu: No, don't admit the wrong cat, these two are obviously different.

The user who wrote the question barrage just now did not expect to be replied by the cold, seldom-speaking Lu, shaking his hands and deducting ten good ones.

Lu Jinbei slumped back in shock, and stretched out his paws against the empty ground.

After Ling Huan gave him a shot yesterday, he woke up in the morning, in addition to the faint tingling pain in the spiritual realm, the pheromone was completely covered by potent drugs that worked, and it was easy to get in close contact with Ling Huan. The symptoms of out-of-control are greatly relieved.

The medicine Ling Huan gave him was even better than professional doctors.

Where did it come from?

Ling Huan is an omega, and now lives in Rael's house and has not been exposed to alpha during puberty. Why is there an alpha inhibitor?

He was kicked out by Ling Huan yesterday. Before that, Ling Huan followed wherever he went. He had never seen Ling Huanyou come into contact with other alphas. He was definitely not someone he knew in the Empire. Could it be that he knew him in the Federation? alpha? Didn’t all the memories of the Federation be unclear? Do you remember other alphas besides him?

Lu Jinbei's eyes were heavy and cold, his claws were retracted, and he rubbed them back and forth against the ground twice.

He called up the calendar and took a look, determined the time to meet Ling Huanyue, and flung his tail irritably and rolled up his clothes.

…

After finishing the hair smoothly for Enen, Ling Huan held Enen in his arms for ten minutes to answer the questions in the barrage.

—Are you still cooking today? Look at the previous announcement of the list of platforms with the name of the anchor, whether the anchor has signed up for tonight's egg custard competition.

—Tonight's traffic on the entire platform is estimated to be in Wenwen. Originally, the anchors of the food channel are all amateurs. Only Wenwen is exaggerated by the certified star chef. I think the others are choking, maybe even true This is the first time I saw the eggs laid by the chicken today.

—Who bought the scissors that the anchor took before using the hair trimming, and why did the hair cut quickly and smoothly? The knife I bought before cuts so slowly.

"You may not be able to buy it elsewhere. This is the only one." Ling Huan smiled and said, "Tonight will be live broadcast to make egg custard, then we can open the five sense sharing for everyone."

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[Beibei: There are still 48 hours, six minutes and 16 seconds until the next meeting for dinner. How come five minutes have passed after a long time? 】

Tomorrow the powder bag will drop at 2:15 in the afternoon~