Transmigrating Into a Violent General’s Sweetheart Breeder

Ling Huan stared at a line of bullet screens on the light screen that was staying for a long time because of privileged users for a few seconds, raised his eyebrows slightly and moved his eyes away, silently found the square button Lu said, and silently turned on the faucet to wash the fish.

With the tip of his tongue pressed against his teeth, he slowly read this familiar nickname in the bottom of my heart.

lu

Lu’s pinyin is exactly these two letters.

With money and free time, he still used this tone when sending barrage, which gave him a very strong sense of sight. This person named Lu may be Lu Jinbei.

The sharp barrage on the light screen paused for a moment, and many people quickly caught the subtle changes in Ling Huan's expression.

——I sent two treasure maps, why didn’t the anchor read the thank you note?

——How does boss Lu know where the buttons are? Today’s live broadcast is also different from before. Isn’t the anchor now at the boss of Lu’s house? No! To give a fair chance to play, I will be able to save 999 big fish in three days after signing in, and I am going to ask the anchor to read my name at that time!

——You are afraid that you don’t know who turned off the five-sense sharing in the live broadcast room last time. Do you think that Lu’s father is a good way to get along with?

——Sure enough, you can do whatever you want with money. This anchor is also an eye-opener at the sight of money, and it can't be compared with Wenwen.

——Why do upstairs always think about things so dark? Stepping on a handful is not a must. The sink in my aunt’s kitchen is also of this structure. The kitchen utensils are all integrated and expensive. Many buttons are on the left side. They are the opposite of the normal ones. They are crappy and advanced.

——Maybe the kitchen of boss Lu’s house is similar to that of the anchor’s new home. The boiling water button is there. The anchor should have just changed so I don’t know where it is.

——It was suddenly cold, but I obviously turned on the heating at home.

——Gosh, do you want to get scales after eating fish? No wonder the soup was floating everywhere when my mother was making the soup.

——The anchor played the knife very well, and it was very hard. When I scraped the fish scales, I saw that my goose bumps were all up, as if my skin was being scraped off together. Don't hurt your hands. Have you bought a machine for removing scales? Oh oh oh the anchor is using that to scrape. Some time ago, I also watched individual anchors make fish heads. When I chopped them, I cut them and stopped broadcasting for more than half a month.

——I just climbed from the live broadcast room next door. The anchor next door really doesn’t seem to be cooking. It’s like acrobatics. Even if the fish scales are not there, I throw the fish in the pot. The good guy jumped up for more than half a meter, and he had five senses. , The boiling water on the tail of the fish shook my face.

"It's very slow to remove fish scales with a knife and easily hurts your hands. I forgot just now. Don't follow me." Ling Huan smiled at the camera, stepped back, and clearly showed that a long line on the table needs to be used today. The things you arrive, then put oil in the pan,

"After putting the oil in, sprinkle some salt, so that it won't stick to the pan, and both sides will turn golden brown."

When Ling Huan turned his attention to the barrage, he didn't have the time to look at the barrage, and he didn't notice that the barrage was faintly pinching again.

——Don’t take a bite of the next-door anchors, talk yin and yang, and force them before they finish reading. Wenwen is still doing quite well now. The first time he can make fish like this, he has surpassed most anchors. You simply I don’t know how hard Wenwen worked!

——Just start the broadcast anchor and just stand still and make money. Isn't it too fake? I can't stand it anymore.

——If you can’t stand it, just roll away. Do you want me to poke your eyes? There was no time to pick up the fan cards in Wenwen's live broadcast room. You are really busy running around.

——Wen Wen is live broadcast, Wen Jiajun doesn't give his anchor a little bit of heat, what's the strange name for running here? If you don’t mention the text, I’ll almost forget this old anchor. I heard that he recently brought new people, and now his enthusiasm has plummeted all the way, but it’s really miserable. I really don’t know who gave him the courage to start the live broadcast today. Yes, I thought he was going to retire with hatred.

——Wenwen really worked too hard. He really climbed into the bed of many big bosses seriously. The pictures of the cat friends circle in the first two days were a real hammer. Later, Wenwen’s explanation on his personal account was weak. Regarding him from the left and right, he finally alluded to someone else deliberately harming him, and the white lotus was about to hit my face.

——What kind of anchor, his popularity surpasses Wenwen and is now the first. The newcomer came for the first time, and he took the liberty to ask, is the cooking delicious?

——My sister drew the anchor lottery last time. The prizes were sent in subpackages. When I went back to eat, I bit my tongue out too quickly. You said it tasted good or not.

——Gan! When can the sharing of the five senses of the platform be upgraded? I just want to touch the anchor's hand!

——A weak question, the new anchor of the Wenwen Band is actually quite good, do you have any attention?

Ling Huan turned on the medium heat and looked up at the barrage while waiting for the soup to stew, and found that the room manager had suppressed several people in one breath.

The barrage bounced continuously, and he wiped the water from his hands, only to catch a few users who were still struggling to say good things with their sharp eyes, and they were all cleaned up by the housekeeper.

Last time I heard that things in the cat friend circle were quite disturbing and the impact was not good. Assistant Xiao Wang only sent a message and said that the possibility of getting into the top three is very high now, and maybe even the first place. But he hasn't had time to understand the specific situation. He only heard that Wenwen's original photos in the cat circle are still increasing, and even become sets of pictures.

The crucian carp tofu soup will be very delicious as long as it is made with a good heat and time. When Ling Huan opened the lid of the pot when it was time, the rich white aroma went straight out.

——1551 It's so hot. My tongue is so hot and sore, but it's so delicious. Does the nobleman eat this food every day? Suddenly the nutrient solution dangling in his mouth no longer fragrant. Obviously this is the latest item on Starnet!

——Why is the soup white now? Did the anchor change the pot while we didn’t pay attention? Isn’t this obviously cheating?

——? I slowly typed a question mark, is there any common sense upstairs? The crucian carp tofu soup is white when it is cooked. The kitchen is such a big place, and the camera is still looking at it. Where can he cheat?

——Today, the number of people in the live broadcast room is twice as much as the last time. It seems that I can only be a humble denominator in this draw.

——It doesn’t matter whether it’s fish or not. I want to know when the anchor will broadcast Shun Mao again and want to be touched. It's been three days, and I didn't sleep well for three days after the last live broadcast.

——Wow, I am a vegetarian! I usually don't eat meat, but what happened to this fish soup today?

Lu Jinbei leaned against the wall and looked at the black light screen quietly. A villain on top was running non-stop, followed by a row of words-the anchor is not at home now, let's check it out tomorrow~

He has been waiting for five minutes.

Waiting for Ling Huan's assistant Xiao Wang in the live broadcast room to chat with him privately as before, and give him a special share.

Usually Xiao Wang always finds him by Ling Huan on the broadcast, but it has been five minutes since today, and there is still no news.

Maybe the Empire’s network is not very stable today.

Because the king of crucian carp is large, the pot used by Ling Huan to stew the soup today is very large. He just saw the fish in the pot and it should be divided into several portions. The two times before Ling Huan packed and divided him, the amount was very large. Foot, it's almost like eccentric.

I don't know if he will eat fish belly with fewer thorns this time.

The bedroom door was hurriedly knocked twice, and Lu Jinbei immediately straightened his back and looked at the slowly opened door.

Ling Huan leaned against the door frame with a smile, "What are you waiting for?"

He walked in and stared condescendingly at Lu Jinbei on the bed, "Is Lu in the live room you?"

Lu Jinbei nodded, his light golden pupils were shining brightly under the lamp, because he was keenly aware that Ling Huan seemed to have a slightly better attitude when confronted with his half-beast, so he couldn't wait to switch as soon as he got home. form.

But the half-beast state doesn't seem to be useful now.

Looking at Ling Huan's frowning brows, Lu Jinbei quickly got up, reached out to grab Ling Huan's wrist, and whispered, "Are you angry?"

"Why didn't you tell me? It's fun, isn't it?" Ling Huan felt annoyed for no reason. Lu's account appeared in the live broadcast room since his first live broadcast. It may not be completed so quickly.

He should thank Lu Jinbei.

But today suddenly he associates this name with Lu Jinbei, and he only feels unreasonable annoyance and a deep sense of powerlessness.

It was just a small bug.

As a result, it is almost like Lu Jinbei's shadow has been unconsciously in every aspect of life.

"No." Hearing a hint of displeasure in Ling Huan's tone, Lu Jinbei quickly denied, "It's not because of fun, but just wants to help you."

Ling Huan stepped back to avoid Lu Jinbei's hand.

It was discovered that Luo Sheng was also live broadcast before. As a male lead, Lu Jinbei would definitely contribute to Luo Sheng's career. No wonder he was always silent in his live broadcast room.

"You still have to go to see Luosheng, are you busy on both sides?"

Lu Jinbei didn't understand, and looked at him blankly, "Luo Sheng?"

After reading it in a low voice, he realized the hostility towards the name was regained, and Lu Jinbei's eyes were dark, "Is he also livestreaming it?"

"Don't you know?" Ling Huan stared at his face for two seconds, making sure that Lu Jinbei was telling the truth. He pursed his lower lip and said in silence for a while, "I like to eat fish, want to drink fish soup?"

Just now, he specifically asked Xiao Wang to say not to send a message to Lu, he said it himself.

Ling Huan said, "After the prize draw, only fish tails are left. Do you want to eat it?"

"Fish Tail..." Lu Jinbei's voice lowered, "Fish Tail likes to eat too."

...

The casserole used to put the fish soup on the table is covered with a lid, so you can't see the contents.

Lu Jinbei dragged away the chair and sat down, the ears on top of his head were drooping, as if he realized that Ling Huan was angry because of his own reasons, so he took the initiative to sit on the farthest end from Ling Huan.

Ling Huan bit his chopsticks, "It's not the tail of the fish who lied to you. Open the lid and see by yourself."

"Why are you sitting so far? I have something to ask you."

"come."

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