I became a heartthrob after Starfarming

In Yuan Bai's two lifetimes combined, the most daring thing he did was to poke wolves.

The tall white wolf obediently lay on the floor, showing its soft belly, docile and well-behaved, and occasionally flicked its tail in favor.

Yuan Bai stretched out a hand, tremblingly sticking to it, maintaining a half-squatting posture, as stiff as a plaster statue.

"I...already...not...scared...afraid..."

Sitting on the chair, Fang Lin said helplessly, "If your expression doesn't look like you're touching a bomb, I'll believe it."

Yuan Bai wanted to cry but had no tears: "..."

"My symptoms are too severe...It can't be cured..."

Even if the rabbit has become a sperm, it still has a natural fear of wolves, so how can it be cured.

"I have made progress today, and you have persisted..." Fang Lin looked down at the optical brain time, "2 minutes."

It didn't last for 2 minutes, but it was stiff for 2 minutes. Now his arm has cramp and he can't retract it.

"I..." I can't hold on anymore!

The white wolf under him suddenly disappeared.

Fang Lin took it back to the spiritual realm, walked over to support Yuan Bai, kneaded his shoulders twice to relax him, and helped him retract his stiff arms.

Yuan Bai collapsed on the bed, his eyes were slack, he was already a useless rabbit.

"Come here today." Fang Lin said.

Yuan Bai seemed to hear the sound of nature, and came back to life.

"Continue tomorrow."

Yuan Bai: "..."

Well, we'll talk about it tomorrow.

It happened to be dinner time again, Yuan Bai tidied up his baseball cap and walked to the restaurant.

Someone has arrived first, it is Li Hongming, and his lion is lying on the door of the restaurant.

Yuan Bai walked in with a blank face, and sat calmly opposite him.

Qiao Yuesi, who followed in, said in disbelief: "Yuan Bai, your psychophobia looks much better. Are you not afraid of lions?"

"It's much better." Yuan Bai sullenly said, he was really not afraid of the sleepy lion anymore.

Because there is something more scary.

Fang Xiayang also came to the restaurant today, and when he saw Yuan Bai wearing a hat, he rolled his eyes.

He is used to enjoying the courtship of sentries. If it was normal, someone he despised would have been chased away for him.

As a result, none of the three sentinels on the spaceship vented their anger for him.

Let's not talk about Fang Lin, a commoner, and he doesn't like it either.

Qiao Yuesi seemed to be bewitched, and he paid attention to Qihua all day long.

Even Li Hongming, whom he managed to catch up with, was like a piece of wood, treating him lukewarm, and still eating with Qipa.

Fang Xiayang endured it for two days, a little impatient, condescending for the first time, and came to the restaurant again.

"Hongming, your mental body has been sleeping for longer these two days, do you need me to help you?" He waited for a long time, but before Li Hongming could speak, he put away his airs and offered to show his kindness.

Li Hongming urgently needs a high-level guide, and everyone knows it.

If there is a guide who can solve his mental body problem, he can be bound with him, enter the royal family, and even inherit the empire together in the future.

Although the possibility of him succeeding to the throne is low, in the final analysis it is all because of the spiritual body. As long as this trouble is solved, other difficulties will naturally be solved.

Li Hongming glanced at him, did not refuse, and said casually: "Yes, as long as you can enter my spiritual realm."

Fang Xiayang smiled dryly: "I want to try."

There are many guides who have the same idea as Fang Xiayang, and many of them are S-level. Unfortunately, no one has been able to enter the spiritual realm of a 2S-level sentinel so far.

But Fang Xiayang is confident that he will be the special one.

Dinner was as bland as the previous two days.

To Yuan Bai's surprise, around a strange plate of boiled mushrooms accompanied by loofah, there was a circle of delicately carved carrots.

Ever since drinking carrot juice, Yuan Bai has always been impressed by the terrible taste, always looking for a chance to taste the taste of whole carrots, and today happened to be him.

He picked up the serving chopsticks and picked up an orange carved flower.

Qiao Yuesi on the opposite side saw it, and chuckled lightly: "Yuan Bai, that smell is very strange."

After he spoke, the other three people at the table also looked over.

Fang Lin still remembered his reaction to drinking carrot juice, silently looking at the flower in his bowl, a little surprised at his obsession with carrots.

Being watched by everyone, Yuan Bai was embarrassed to put the carved flower in his mouth, hesitantly said: "Can't you eat it?"

"You can eat it." Qiao Yuesi winked and teased him deliberately, "Only people with strong taste like to eat it."

Yuan Bai: "..."

The fresh and tender carrots are right in front of you, and it is really not reconciled not to put them in your mouth and try them yourself.

Heavy taste is heavy taste.

Yuan Bai held the carrot to his lips.

Fang Xiayang slapped his chopsticks and said in disgust: "Are you sick, eating that disgusting thing!"

Yuan Bai was taken aback by what he said, and the carrot fell back into the bowl.

"Deliberately wearing a hat at the table and eating disgusting things, you intend to affect people's appetite, right?"

Disgusting civilians, acting like a clown among nobles, Fang Xiayang has had enough.

Just such a thing without self-knowledge dares to sensationalize here and make things difficult for him again and again.

"Fang Xiayang!"

Qiao Yuesi was so angry that he also threw the spoon, and exploded on the spot, "You are the only one who is sick! I told you to be respectful to my friends! This is my spaceship, put away your vicious words, don't force me to drive you off !"

"You're crazy! Qiao Yuesi!"

"You're crazy! I'm not those dogs that hang around you, don't show off on my spaceship!" As for losing your temper, the young master has never been afraid of anyone, no matter what kind of guide you are, you can do it right.

Fang Xiayang was shocked by him, stared at him incredulously, his face distorted in embarrassment for a moment, turned his head and complained to Li Hongming aggrievedly: "Hongming, take care of your cousin!"

Li Hongming swallowed the food slowly, and said in a cold voice without raising his head: "Qiao Yuesi, shut up!"

Qiao Yuesi's delicate face darkened, he gave Fang Xiayang a hard look, gritted his teeth, and swallowed the rest of the words.

The restaurant was quiet, Fang Xiayang waited for a while, but before Li Hongming could comfort him, his eyes were blazing, and he left the restaurant angrily.

Seeing that he doesn't look back, he probably won't come again.

No one was in the mood to continue eating.

Qiao Yuesi took a few deep breaths and rubbed his temples irritably: "I really want to throw him into space."

"Not all guides look like that." Li Hongming gracefully wiped his mouth with a napkin, not paying attention.

Guides with higher spiritual power have more sensitive nerves. In addition, they are small in number and high in status. It is common for guides to lose their temper at sentries.

Qiao Yuesi understood the truth, and had endured it before, but seeing Yuan Bai being scolded today, he suddenly couldn't bear it anymore.

"It's not all like that either."

Qiao Yuesi looked at Yuan Bai, the little guide was lowering his head, looking lonely, as if he was sad.

In fact, Yuan Bai was just in a daze, thinking about what the carrot did wrong by the way.

The atmosphere was really not right, he stared at the carved flower for a long time, but failed to put it in his mouth, a bit regretful.

This regret was made up for in the middle of the night, Qiao Yuesi had someone bring him fried carrots for supper.

Yuan Bai lost interest after taking only one bite.

The taste is similar to carrot juice, and it also has a horrible smell of rotten eggs in it.

This was the first time Yuan Bai wasted carrots. He tossed and turned on the bed, but unexpectedly heard the panicked voices in the corridor.