He finished, licking the blood off her wrist.
He looked at her greedily, with blood on his lips, and Qing Jun's face gave people a shuddering feeling.
Bai Weiwei was already too hungry, but now she lost blood and started to feel dizzy.
Song Yunhuan didn't eat her flesh, and said regretfully, "I can't eat you yet, you are precious experimental material."
Bai Weiwei's face was pale, and she had difficulty breathing, and then swayed a few times, and she fainted.
Song Yunhuan felt her fall softly, and the wound on her wrist oozes blood again.
He was silent for a while, then lowered his head and stuck out the tip of his tongue, and licked it a few times. The wound began to heal, and soon the place where he was bitten turned into a white mark.
Bai Weiwei had a bunch of messy dreams.
I dreamed that I was eating food, but I heard the sound of a knife.
As soon as he looked up, oh my god, Song Yunhuan's dead zombie was going to eat her with a knife.
Frightened, he woke up.
After waking up, she tremblingly said to the system, "It's still better than the one with minus fifty last time. At least people only cut people into meat, but this plane is to eat meat alive."
The system patted her dog's head sympathetically, "Not only the meat, but also the lack of favorability, which is more excessive than paying for prostitutes."
Bai Weiwei was even more shocked when she heard this.
She glanced around, it was another room in an old house, and she smelled the aroma of food in the air.
Song Yunhuan suddenly stood at the door, wearing a clean white shirt and black pants, looking at her in silence.
When Bai Weiwei saw him, she thought of a nightmare.
Seeing the fear in her eyes, Song Yunhuan laughed to himself, "Don't you want to eat? Come and eat."
Bai Weiwei hesitated again and again, but in the end she still felt that she would have to eat a full meal in death, otherwise it would be too much of a loss.
The table is full of simple home-cooked dishes, fragrant rice, green vegetables, and authentic stewed pig feet.
Bai Weiwei: "You can cook?"
Song Yunhuan served her a meal and replied casually, "I'm used to being alone. If you don't cook by yourself, you can only order takeout."
Song Yunhuan's parents divorced, and they were completely absent from his life except for a fixed living allowance.
That's why he developed a rather dull character.
Bai Weiwei lowered her head and looked at the meal in front of her. After some hesitation, she slowly began to eat.
delicious.
But Bai Weiwei was absent-minded, she slowly ate the rice one bite at a time.
The dishes were not touched.
Song Yunhuan gave her some food, "Why don't you eat it? Isn't it delicious?"
Bai Weiwei lowered her head, bangs covered her eyes, she thought about it, then shook her head and said, "It's delicious."
Song Yunhuan added some meat to her, "You are too thin, eat more."
Bai Weiwei: Are you going to stew her if you are fat
Song Yunhuan gently served her vegetables and said, "I don't eat these things anymore. I tried to eat them, but when I eat them, it's as hard to swallow as if I chewed sand."
Bai Weiwei took a meal while eating, but didn't say a word.
Song Yunhuan didn't seem to notice that something was wrong with her, and continued: "..."
Bai Weiwei finally couldn't take it anymore, she threw the chopsticks in her hand on the table, and she rushed to the bathroom, spitting out what she just ate into the washbasin.
She was horribly disgusted.
When there was nothing left in her stomach, she flushed the filth away and turned on the tap to wash her face with trembling fingers.
After washing her face, she looked up in the mirror, and in addition to seeing her dead white face, she also saw Song Yunhuan standing behind her.
He smiled gloomily, "Aren't you pretending to love me? Bai Weiwei, you turned me into the monster I am today."