Food always wants to fall in love with me [Quick Transmigration]

"I will make you very happy... Believe me, as long as you try once, you will never be able to leave me..."

Before being stunned by Ling Bai, this guy was still bragging about his superb skills.

Not to mention anything else, the kissing skills are really bad.There was no step-by-step progress at all, only relying on the advantage of height to pounce down, impatiently demanding the cold and hard lips in front of him, and entering the room regardless.

All this happened suddenly, the bathroom was wet and slippery, Ling Bai was knocked against the wall unsuspectingly, countless tiny jets of water sprayed over, and flung his hand to the shower head in the corner.After a long time of slack, the thing he was most worried about happened.

Time is slowly grinding away his sharp claws...

Ling Bai was stunned by the pain in his back, Fang Siyuan had been biting his lip half-forced and wreaking havoc for a while.From this angle, you can see the blushing ears of the other party at a close distance, which doesn't match the filthy language he is full of at the moment.

The sticky and hot touch suddenly moved to his earlobe, the clenched teeth were grinding the piece of soft flesh, and the words that got into his ears were even more unbearable, Ling Bai raised his hand and chopped down without thinking.

The unconscious body slid down softly, like a doll with a drained battery, and his full of complaints also came to an end.

Really drunk.

When he recognized him, Ling Bai thought he had almost woken up, but he didn't expect that the drunken madness hadn't finished yet.When he sees a man, he jumps at him. One can imagine what kind of life this guy has been living recently.

Ling Bai glanced at the people on the ground, went over to turn off the water valve, thought for a while and pulled down the large towel on the shelf next to it.

He was fine, but Fang Siyuan was almost soaked, and when he wiped his face and neck like rubbing, Ling Bai really hoped that the towel was for his feet.

The man in a coma subconsciously wanted to avoid the almost rough wiping of the other party, but was pulled back by Ling Bai with one hand, and held down firmly.After wiping impatiently for a few times, Ling Bai threw away the towel, and Fang Siyuan had already curled up on his body like a shrimp, grabbing the hem of his clothes and crying out for pain in a daze.His skin was already fair, and the red mark on his neck was particularly obvious, and he was quite aggrieved by his voice.

Ling Bai is also helpless, it looks like he can't ask anything today...

It is late at night.

Only a few hours until dawn.

In the small room, the warm orange light illuminates the messy furnishings in the room, filled with slow silence, Ling Bai stood aside and flipped through the few photos scattered on the table.After a lot of tossing, he was no longer sleepy.

It was the room that Fang Siyuan brought him to last time. It seemed that Fang Siyuan specially arranged it to shoot models. There were a lot of strange things in the room.

Ling Bai thought he would find some weirder photos, similar to the one he persuaded and lured him to take last time.It didn't.

The people in the photos, both men and women, are well-dressed, their eyes are either confused or full of joy, and the composition is very interesting.It's not like the popular celebrity photo style nowadays, which is superficially the same, and Ling Bai can't understand it. He just thinks it looks a lot better.

Apart from other things, Fang Siyuan's talent in photography is beyond doubt.

When he first read Fang Siyuan's information, he did read the introduction that he had won some photography awards, so he was mentally prepared, but it still exceeded his expectations.After all, Fang Siyuan's occupation is just a third-rate photographer who takes pictures of young artists in the circle, otherwise he would not know Qiu Ming who is still a newcomer.

Later Qiu Ming became a big star and was praised by Huo Xian, but he was still in his original position.

The worlds of the two are getting farther and farther away, but occasionally they meet several times.At the movie press conference, he huddled among a group of entertainment journalists just to take a photo to go back to work. When he looked up and saw the picture of Qiu Ming and Huo Xian walking hand in hand, the hand that pressed the shutter couldn't help trembling.

Sometimes he couldn't figure out why people who were in love so much could shake another man's hand in a blink of an eye, and how an ordinary quarrel turned into a never-ending disappearance.How could the other party be so cruel.Perhaps, he understands... How can the love of two losers have a future? After being fed up with comforting each other without a future, fed up with endless daydreams, the other party chose to erase his own love from his life. Mark, to pursue his own success.Only he is still in place, staying in the position of the loser and stopping.

Fang Siyuan was surprised that Qiu Ming was willing to come to see him, and it gave him a glimmer of hope.He originally thought that Qiu Ming was with that man for the sake of his future, except for his status as a wrist that could help him rise to the top, that man named Huo Xian would not be the type he liked at all.He can wait.But in fact, Qiu Ming clearly refused to get back together with him, and the love that showed in his eyes during the conversation was all because of another man, who didn't say anything, but could see everything clearly...It turned out that he had even Love is also lost.

……

Due to the preconceived relationship, Ling Bai's impression of Fang Siyuan has always been that he is stupid and bad.Ruining other people's lives because of his own failure, he probably won't be able to understand this kind of inferior practice in eight lifetimes.

System: "Master, what are you doing?"

Ling Bai raised the camera in his hand, "Can't you see, I'm taking pictures."

Fang Siyuan's wet clothes had been taken off a long time ago, Ling Bai didn't bother to find clothes for him to change, so he just pulled a blanket to cover him.

At this point, the blanket was gone too.

Ling Bai lifted the blanket, and the man was already asleep on his side, looking very tired.Although it was only the second time, Ling Bai was already very proficient at adjusting the focus and pressing the shutter. He kept moving his hands towards the invisible body, and occasionally reached out to adjust his posture.Since the last photo can't be retrieved, it's better to spend some time to make another one.He thought so.

System: "Master, I think...you may be addicted to filming."

"Shut up. I didn't." Ling Bai was still pressing the shutter.

System: "Master, I remember you said at the beginning that he likes to take that kind of photos, so it's crazy."

Ling Bai: "I'm different from him."

System: "Hee hee, is it a different metamorphosis~"

Ling Bai said coolly, "You seem to be courageous again?"

Thinking of the dark punishment last time, the system didn't dare to be mischievous anymore, and obediently waited for Ling Bai to take enough pictures to pick out the memory card, and then cautiously said, "Master, I actually have another question...why can't you use your own mobile phone?" shoot?"

It is convenient and fast, and it can also be backed up in the cloud.

Ling Bai was also obviously taken aback, and it took him a long time to reply: "...the picture quality of the camera is better."

System: "/▽/It sounds like you want to go back to 10 cups to zoom in and watch it carefully. It's really bad."

They're all men, so what's so good about having the same body structure?Ling Bai didn't bother to pay attention to the system's self-happiness, grabbed the blanket and threw it back on the man. While bowing his head, a wave of fragrant and alluring heat rushed to the tip of his nose, which was what he was familiar with and longed for...

Ling Bai stared at that part of the neck for a while, his dry mouth urged his Adam's apple to roll a few times, and finally restrained his desire.

He can't make the same mistakes again.

Ling Bai was about to leave when he was suddenly attracted by a certain utensil in the corner.

System: "Master??"

A half-open drawer.

Among the oddly shaped items was an unopened set of syringes and catheters.

……

……

When Ling Bai woke up, it was already daylight.

Although he forgot how he fell asleep yesterday, but he slept very well, and even the energy that had been sluggish for many days was much more energetic.

When Ling Bai stood up, he grabbed the quilt without moving it.

Only then did he realize that the other end of the quilt was pinched in someone else's hand.

The quilt next to him arched the size of a person, and the shape was separated from the pillow, and the whole person was wrapped in the quilt, lying on his side, only a little black hair was exposed, and warm breath sprayed on him from time to time. on his arm.

Ling Bai pulled his arm away uncomfortably, only then remembered that he was still at Fang Siyuan's house.The surrounding furnishings looked familiar, and what he was lying on now was also the iron frame bed that didn't look very firm last time.

Sunlight slipped into the room through the gap in the opened curtains. I don't know if it was his illusion. The room seemed to be much messier than last night.He remembered those strange things on the floor that were used for something that he couldn't tell what they were used for. He remembered that they were originally placed in the drawer together with the syringes, but now they are all on the floor, with traces of being used.

Syringe...

A few images flashed through Ling Bai's mind.

The slender needle tube pierced the subcutaneous artery, and the red liquid flowed through the catheter. The redness gradually deepened, just like the deep desire.

He had the experience of studying medicine in a previous world, and his favorite and best thing was blood drawing.Even if he can't enjoy most of the blood, in times of famine, only relying on the imagination of visual pictures is a kind of happiness.

Although Ling Bai wondered why there was a syringe here, he didn't have time to think about it. After all, he just rummaged around and found stethoscopes, handcuffs, batons, rubber gloves, whips... these things were beyond his knowledge. The range looks even more unbelievable. Behind the heavy curtain against the wall, there is even a full set of uniforms.

He began to suspect that this is not a simple studio...

System: "Social society, can play and play."

Giving up thinking about what the hell this is, Ling Bai expertly sterilized the needle.

System: "...Master, what are you doing?"

Ling Bai: "Store food."

As long as he doesn't touch food directly, nothing should happen. He wants to praise himself for being so rational even when he's extremely hungry.

The last scene Ling Bai can remember is that he couldn't hold back a sip of drink on the way back with the special products, and he can't remember clearly after that.Why did I come back here? Is it because my memory has gone wrong, or something unexpected happened...

Ling Bai didn't have any impression, but still had a fluke mentality, didn't ask the system for confirmation, but just thought to himself, he was so tired yesterday, it shouldn't be possible for him to do anything.

The only consolation is that he is well dressed.

Just tired, falling asleep and that's it.It repeats inwardly as if hypnotized.

At this moment, the doorbell rang, and it rang several times in a row, but Ling Bai ignored it until the other party began to slap the door with a little anger.

Ling Bai went to open the door barefoot.

The moment the door was opened, an explosion of anger came viciously along with the clamor.

"Can you be quieter at night, shit, I haven't had sex in hundreds of years. I need to cry like that!!!"