Ling Huan leaned on the door and closed his eyes.

The room was quiet, and I didn't know how many things Lu Jinbei packed away.

The right pocket suddenly sank, Ling Huan took it out and took a look, and found that it was a syringe filled with dark liquid.

A 009 sound of relief came out of consciousness,

[This is an auxiliary item issued by the main system. It is a special alpha inhibitor. It is very effective and better than any medicine in any hospital in the Empire. One injection should be able to maintain a normal life of half a month during the susceptible period. 】

[Half a month later is the right time for Lu Jinbei's susceptibility period. At that time, Luo Sheng will have a short vacation at the end of his training camp. 】

Ling Huan had a headache. "After using the inhibitor, will Lu Jinbei still have memories of the susceptible period?"

Why is the story that the protagonist receives from him? This must be problematic.

[Like after the host uses the omega inhibitor, generally speaking, the memory will become blurred after the inhibitor is used up. Unless he subconsciously wants to remember what happened, but forcibly remembering that way, the spiritual realm will be very painful. 】

Ling Huan glanced at the syringe at the overhead light, the liquid in the tube had a faint luster, he laughed at himself, "Lu Jinbei shouldn't want to remember me."

009's voice is carefully testing,

[The host can take a look at the account. Seven working days have arrived. The 10 million interstellar currency to be returned to Lu Jinbei is already in the account. Because of the long waiting time, I also added a free item this time. The host didn’t always think about it. Do you want items related to cats? Now I am giving a milk-flavored nutrient cream, which sweeps away the weakness and strengthens the body. 】

Ling Huan's face darkened, "I don't want any props related to cats anymore."

[Do you still raise it in the future? ] 009’s voice fell aggrieved, [This item is free after all, and cannot be retired. 】

"For the time being, I don't want to pick up other cats."

After lovingly caring for the cat for nearly a month, Mingming's nest was only a little bit big in his arms. As a result, after Beibei became Lu Jinbei, he was only a little bit big in Lu Jinbei's hands.

The psychological shadow is so serious that he needs to meditate for a few seconds when he sees the cat now.

Ling Huan sighed, "Keep the props with you first."

The door behind him suddenly opened, and the place he was leaning on suddenly lost support, his body was unsteady and he fell backward, and fell into the man's arms suddenly.

"I packed up."

The arm was hugged, Ling Huan clenched the syringe tightly, turned around and looked at the bag that Lu Jinbei was slanting on his shoulder, and then looked at the room.

Most of the luxurious cat litter on the ground and the various small toys lying on the table are in place. He frowns and glances at Lu Jinbei's heavy bag, pursing his lower lip, and he is not embarrassed to directly ask the other party whether they are from the room. What's in it.

Ling Huan took his gaze back and turned his brain on Lu Jin Beiyang, "Look at the transfer message, the money has been returned to you. You gave me 10 million before, and I deducted the 100,000 Interstellar Coins that were offset. I owe you something."

There was the sound of someone going up the stairs, followed by Mrs. Raels’ laughing voice.

"Ling Ling, dinner is ready. You were too anxious to go upstairs just now. Mom hasn't had time to call you. Come down."

Ling Huan probed towards the stairs and said, "You eat first, don't wait for me."

He now wants to solve the problem of Lu Jinbei.

Moving quickly, he clasped the man's left hand and walked in. Ling Huan gently closed the door and took out the syringe from his pocket, pulling Lu Jinbei to his side.

"Lu Jinbei, do you feel uncomfortable now? I happen to have an inhibitor you can use. After a shot, go home and sleep well... Are you listening to me?"

Ling Huan’s original strength to hold Lu Jinbei turned over. The other party still wanted to clasp his fingers with a bit of perseverance. He endured this strange feeling and Lu Jinbei’s kind words to persuade him, but found that the other party’s sight had been falling on. The place to be attached to him.

Lu Jinbei said in a low voice, and stretched out his other hand in front of Ling Huan, "Do you want an injection?"

He has been listening to Ling Huan.

Ling Huan lowered his eyes. The man in front of him had already rolled his sleeves obediently, showing his muscular forearms. When he reached his throat, he suddenly choked. He pressed the needle a little harder, and silently opened Lu Jinbei's buckle. His fingers moved sharply to push the liquid in the syringe into the man's skin.

Within a few seconds before and after, Ling Huan threw the needle into the trash can and found a piece of cotton for Lu Jinbei. Pressing on the pinhole, he raised his head slightly and glanced at the man's state, and stretched out a finger in front of Lu Jinbei. Shaking, "How do you feel now? Can you see what this is?"

Lu Jinbei looked at his fingertips, "Your hand."

Ling Huan sighed and said, "Either become a cat and walk through the door with me, or as it is, follow me through the window and choose one yourself."

Sending Lu Jinbei, who seemed to be in good condition, to the aircraft, Ling Huan returned to the room after dinner.

He squatted on the ground and touched the empty cat litter, the edges and corners of everything he touched with his fingertips were a bit dry.

Just now, Lu Jinbei turned into a cat and was carried out by him, and now he still has the illusion of being curled by a furry tail several times.

Pulling open the closet, I suddenly saw that there was a sailor suit and a small black cloak hanging alone in a small area dedicated to Beibei. He had planned for the empty space on the side in the future to give Beibei again. I bought good-looking dresses and sweaters, but now it's all gone.

Ling Huan reached out and dialed down his clothes.

I don't know if it is an illusion. It feels like there are two missing pieces, but Mrs. Raels prepared too many clothes for him, and they are all mixed together. Now I can't remember what is missing.

He tilted his head and asked 009 in his mind, "Is my clothes missing?"

009 is more at a loss than him.

[Is it missing? Isn't it a lot? 】

Yu Guang caught a glimpse of the servant in the corner who would take out the iced canned meat half an hour earlier in the afternoon, and resisted the urge to feed Beibei until the point was reached.

Guangnao beeped twice and suddenly a message popped out: [Dear user, the cat estrus symptom test you booked two days ago has been assigned an expert number for you...]

Seeing the three words of estrus, Ling Huan's eyelids jumped, and Ling Huan quickly tapped his fingertips on the screen twice to cancel the appointment, and then swiped up to make the message disappear.

When he got up, he put away the plastic bag that had been opened on the side.

Beibei has lived in this room for a long time, and there are too many things left behind, and she can't clean it all at once.

He is in a bad mood today.

Anyway, Lu Jinbei won't live here anymore, he can clean up slowly.

Throw it from tomorrow.

He will definitely throw it tomorrow.

Without the daily necessities of driving and kissing the cat, Ling Huan had to lie on the bed in a daze and turn on the light brain. When he saw the balance of the black card account, he sat up suddenly and asked a little anxiously.

"What clothes did I wear on the day I went to the black market?"

He seems to have put the black card in it.

But I didn't see that dress in the closet just now.

After getting on the aircraft, after pressing the autopilot button, Lu Jinbei silently twisted the soft cotton into a ball. There was no lingering smell of small oranges around him. He suppressed the urge to crush things and leaned on the back of the chair. , There are blue veins on the forehead.

Ling Huan let him go home.

He cannot stay there.

The place where I was injected just now was beating suddenly, at the same frequency as the heart. Every time I beat my brain, it was particularly uncomfortable, as if an invisible hand was violently erasing the fragmented memory.

Lu Jinbei's arm muscles were sore, he took the bag with some difficulty, and eagerly pulled out two clothes from inside.

Bending uncomfortably, his fingers squeezed the jacket with a very light citrus scent, and his brows pressed his chin on the jacket, and his eyes had turned dark with light golden dark awns flowing under them.

There was tingling in the temples.

The spiritual realm that Ling Huan took care of during this period suddenly became sharp again.

It seems that there are hundreds of needles in every corner.

The comfortable feeling of being soaked in warm water when he was with Ling Huan disappeared. Lu Jinbei's pupils shrank suddenly, and he even couldn't remember what happened when he first met Ling Huan tonight.

The memory fades faster than the tight quicksand.

Lu Jinbei held the clothes in his arms in despair, and his tight lips moved slightly, "Ling..."

For a long time, he couldn't remember the next word and couldn't remember the name. It was particularly uncomfortable. He was suddenly knocked down by a hard object in his clothes, and quickly searched for a palm-sized black card from it.

Turn the black card over.

In the signature column on the back, two characters were written powerfully-Ling Huan.

Lu Jinbei's eyes were deep and deep, and suddenly he felt the cold breath spreading around him dissipated, and a very light smile appeared on his lips.

Yes, it is Ling Huan.

The next morning.

Tan Ye yawned when he entered the military department to check in. He abruptly met the person sitting inside, thinking that he had walked the wrong door. He quickly stepped back and looked at the room number, and then said suspiciously, "Lu Jinbei, you Why are you here so early today?"

He looked at a book that Lu Jinbei was reading carefully, and came over curiously, "What are you looking at? New military deployment plan?"

"No."

Lu Jinbei closed the hard-shell book with a "pop", opened the drawer blankly to put the book in, and opened the code lock when Tan Ye leaned over.

He stood up, "I have something to go out."

Ling Huan’s nursery school is very close to the military headquarters. Lu Jinbei walked for five minutes and arrived there. He held the thin black card and stopped across the street from the nursery school. What to say when Huan returns things.

There was a burst of relaxed laughter on the other side.

He looked up and suddenly faced the opening door of the nursery school.

Ling Huan was bending over and standing at the door, reaching out to touch something with a smile on his face.

A woman blocking Lu Jinbei's sight stepped to the side, suddenly revealing what was standing on the ground.

A white cat.

Although the color is not the same, his body shape is almost exactly the same as when he was next to Ling Huan before.

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[Even if I am conscious now, I am still jealous. 】

The powder bag will drop tomorrow at 6:15 in the afternoon

Beibei's act of taking Lingling clothes subconsciously wanted to "build a nest."

Popular science: During the susceptible period, there will be nesting behavior, which is manifested by collecting a large number of partners' clothes to build a nest for themselves, similar to animals making nests. During this period, the smell and companionship of the partner are extremely needed.

Update at 12 noon next Tuesday! Check the data on Tuesday! There will be three powder bags falling! There is a time for the powder bag to fall in the words of Tuesday! Big babies must come to Duck on Tuesday_(:_」∠)_

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