Chapter 142： I like you

Ling Huan was stunned, he heard those two words clearly, and then stopped.

Lu Jinbei said that the gift he wanted to give him was actually a love letter.

A fluttering piece of paper is like a hot potato.

Should he open it now or return it.

Lu Jinbei's nervous heart kept beating. He stretched out his paw and pressed it to make the heart quieter. He kept retracting, not daring to look at Ling Huan's expression for the first time.

While avoiding it, he stretched out his paw and touched it in front of him, but he still touched the letter paper.

Ling Huan returned the love letter.

The little leopard's tail knocked upward expectantly, "Have you finished watching?"

Ling Huan's voice was a little muffled, "I haven't watched it yet."

"Lu Jinbei, the love letter you wrote shouldn't be given to..."

When the words came to my mouth, I suddenly couldn't speak. Ling Huan watched the little dark-patterned tail drooping a little dejectedly, and suddenly felt uncomfortable as if he had been punched.

During the susceptible period, Lu Jinbei’s Shuangshang fell as a whole. Even if some things were explained once, he would still be very persistent in maintaining his original views, just like the letter sent by the store manager during the day, he was in the nursery school. Shi explained it again. On the way back, Lu Jinbei was sulking. He explained it again, but Lu Jinbei still thought it was a love letter.

This concept is simply ingrained.

He accepted a love letter from an insignificant stranger during the day. If he returned this letter from Lu Jinbei, he didn't know what the consequences would be.

Ling Huan rubbed his fingertips on the letter paper and whispered, "Did you write it to me?"

Lu Jinbei is the main man in the book and should not have wrong feelings for him.

Just like Lu Jinbei couldn't tell him like it, any inconsistencies with the plot in the book should not be allowed to happen.

The little leopard lay his head on his paws, hmm, and then seemed to repeat his words, "I wrote it, it was written to Ling Huan."

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if you don't want to collect it..."

The paw pulled the letter paper twice, "It just happens that this letter is not very good, I will write something else, and I will write it tomorrow."

"Will you take it tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow?" Ling Huan looked down at the folded square piece of paper, as if bewitched by something, took the letter paper a second before it was about to be pulled away by the claws, and gently unfolded the letter paper.

"Lu Jinbei, you gave it to me today, I saw it. You don't give it to me tomorrow or in the future, okay?"

What jumped into my eyes was the very coherent lines in the middle of the handwriting, even some scribbled sentences, but it could be seen that the person writing was very hard and serious, and deep marks were drawn on the paper.

—Your eyes are very beautiful, like the first time Anzelie appeared before my eyes.

Ling Huan felt that Lu Jinbei was speaking bluntly, but he did not understand.

"What is Star Anzelie?"

Across the layers of Mao Lu Jinbei felt that the temperature of his cheeks was rising, but Ling Huan asked a question and he had to answer seriously, "An Zelie's alias is the Rose Nebula, and it will take a month every year when it is in operation. It looks like A blooming rose. I have stayed in the starship for several years. I have seen countless nebulae and planets in the interstellar space. Indeed, the formation of Anzelie is the best."

"It's also the most unique."

"The time for the Rose Nebula to bloom is approaching, can you invite you to see it with me a second time?"

Lu Jinbei’s voice was softer than usual when he was in the beast state. Ling Huan curled his fingers on the letter paper. This sentence was equivalent to an invitation to a date in disguise, and he could not respond.

The weird emotions surging in the bottom of my heart from the moment I got the love letter almost made Ling Huan unable to think.

He pressed his sudden temple, "Wait a minute, I haven't, I haven't finished it yet."

The content on the letter paper is really very small, there are only two sentences in total, and the remaining sentence is a bit unusual and incomplete.

—I...you

There is also a pink plum blossom paw print behind the four characters, which is printed several times as if the color is not dark enough, almost stepping on his heart.

Ling Huan smiled helplessly. The last four words should have been written by Lu Jinbei before, but I don’t know why, but the middle two words became very blurred on the letter paper. When they appeared in front of him, the middle two The word disappeared directly.

He saw only "me" and "you" here.

The two characters in the middle should be empty.

It is impossible for Lu Jinbei to spend so much time playing crossword puzzles with him, it is only possible that those two words have been erased.

Ling Huan's eyes were a little sour, and he couldn't figure out why Lu Jinbei was so persistent that he must want to say this to him.

Reaching out and touching his fluffy head, Ling Huan spoke with coaxing, "I have finished reading, and I wrote very well, so don't give it to me in the future, Anze Lie...if you have time, let's talk about it when you have time."

"When will I be free? Wait for you to finish this period?" The palm was actively rubbed. At first, the opponent squinted comfortably because of his compliments, and his body froze suddenly when he heard the last sentence. Up.

"Why can't I give it to you in the future?" Lu Jinbei wanted an accurate answer, "Is it because I didn't write it well?"

But Ling Huan said that he wrote very well.

Maybe it was just a symbolic encouragement, but what he wrote was actually very bad.

Ling Huan folded the love letter with one hand and placed it on the side of the table, looking down to meet the bright eyes of the little leopard, suddenly feeling a little at a loss.

Even if the clear two words were erased, he already knew what Lu Jinbei wanted to say.

During the honeymoon period, he had to contact Lu Jinbei for eight hours a day. As long as he went home and saw either a man’s animal form or a human form, the habit formed imperceptibly was the most terrifying. He can not only recite Lu Jinbei’s work and rest time up to now. , I even know that Lu Jinbei is picky, and which kinds of vegetables he doesn't like to eat.

It's really not a good thing to be so familiar with Lu Jinbei.

Especially for him who is useless and should only use the cannon fodder of the plot after wearing the book.

Ling Huan yelled 009 twice, but did not respond for a long time. 009 began to be silent and dropped again. He gritted his teeth and cursed 009 when no one responded. Ling Huan tightened and turned pale. Suddenly, his finger was rubbed.

"Give me a little mental strength." The back of his hand was patted by the soft pad, and his paws touched him slowly, "A little bit is fine."

Ling Huan's body was a little stiff, "What do you want mental strength for?"

Put your hand on the chest where the little leopard turned to face him, closed his eyes and focused on transmitting the mental energy.

When he was injured, Lu Jinbei’s spiritual realm was like a bottomless pit. In the past few times, in order to maintain his human form for a long time, he basically controlled a degree, and took as much mental power from him as possible within this degree. But today, Lu Jinbei It really only took a little bit away.

Ling Huan didn't even feel tired, what he touched on his palm changed from a warm fur to a man's strong chest.

His hand was held by the hot palm.

A man’s low and magnetic voice came from his ear, “It’s enough to become a semi-beast. You didn’t use spar today, and your mental power is not very sufficient.”

Lu Jinbei really turned into a semi-animal state. One hand strongly embraced his waist, and the other hand pressed down on his back. Ling Huan rammed into his arms directly, and heard the man speak. A slight buzzing, "Don't treat me as a pet."

"Ling Huan."

The man's thin lips opened lightly, and his warm fingertips moved up his back, and finally stopped on the side of his glands, and pressed gently.

The fingertips seemed to have electric current, and the sudden stimulation made Ling Huan shiver. He looked up just to see the handsome facial features of the man. The man’s clean eyes reflected his appearance completely, hot. The heart seemed to be grabbed by a cold hand.

His heart was beating very fast suddenly, the speed was too abnormal.

The skin on the back of his neck is extremely sensitive. Among the several forms of Lu Jinbei, he always felt that the half animal form was the most difficult to deal with. As long as he was with him in this form, his tail would be engulfed aggressively. On the waist, he could hardly move, let alone move back.

He was even a little afraid of Lu Jinbei's form.

Lu Jinbei's eyes were heavy, and he uttered his name clearly, "Ling Huan."

Looking up and seeing the drooping ears on the top of the man's head, Ling Huan clenched his fists and resisted the urge to touch them, "Let me go."

He was pushed against the edge of the table, his waist leaning against the hard and cold corner of the table.

"I thought the atmosphere would be better." When Lu Jinbei looked at him, Ling Huan inexplicably felt a trace of grievance in the man's voice, "I also bought a few candles. If you read the love letter, if you are in a good mood , I will say that sentence more smoothly when we have dinner."

Dr. Flender gave him a lot of advice, generally thinking that he was a kind of psychological obstacle, as long as he can overcome it once, it will become more and more natural when he talks about it later.

Lu Jinbei's palms were folded against the back of Ling Huan's neck, and the light gold rising from the bottom of his eyes gradually became richer.

I want to say.

I really want to say to Ling Huan.

Obviously, a person can say many times in the mirror at home, and he can say it even when there is no one in the military department. After listening to the doctor's words and practicing so many times, why can't he say it to Ling Huan himself?

Today's atmosphere should be enough, he has been preparing for a long time.

Ling Huan is a very dull person, if he doesn't explain his words, he won't face him at all.

Lu Jinbei pursed his lower lip, "Ling Huan, I..."

Ling Huan looked at the man’s red eye sockets because of the struggle, and suddenly smelled the seductive wine pheromone that suddenly appeared in the air. The air that was almost solidified by depression was like a layer of ice, slowly cracking. A crack was opened, and the sound of breaking the ice was fine and crisp.

Not knowing whether it was the auditory hallucination or the reason, Ling Huan looked up and stared at Lu Jinbei in a daze. He clearly heard the man’s low voice, and his heartbeat was agitated.

"I like you, Ling Huan, I like you."

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[What to do, I seem to really like you a little bit. 】

[I moved my heart when I saw you become a human being. 】