He and It

Jiang Mian seemed to hear the slight commotion coming from the experimental station again. He looked up again, but just like last time, he still found nothing.

Weird... He frowned and muttered in confusion.

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It was night, Jiang Mian was sleeping in the room, which was his own small room. For the first time in several months, he did not suffer from insomnia or night terrors, nor was he tortured by the shackles on his hands and feet, alternating between hot and cold, unbearable. When he woke up from the nightmare, he slept very peacefully, and even his breathing was sweet.

In the dream, the sound of gulls was clear and clear, the blue sky was boundless, and a line of snow waves overlapped with a line of stars. Jiang Mian was in the dream, and a smile could not help but form on his lips.

A breeze suddenly blew by my cheeks, carrying the smell of disinfectant in the corridor.

...the door is open?

Jiang Mian was drowsily asleep. When his eyelids moved a little, he smelled another familiar and warm scent, like the lingering sea breeze.

Rappers... He murmured, but there was no response. Only the faint singing lingered in his mind. The vague dream became clearer. In his dream, he looked at the sunlight refracted by the sea water, and the thousands of strands converged into the shape of a galaxy.

The waves surged behind him, gently pushing up his white and delicate naked back. Jiang Mian turned his head with difficulty - the sweet and fishy aroma lingered sticky in front of his face, like cool and delicate snakes. Cunningly getting into the nasal cavity, going deep into the brain and abdominal cavity, spitting out the sinful and smooth snake letter, sizzling through Jiang Mian's dreams and Jiang Mian's stomach.

Jiang Mian's body couldn't help but twitch, and he couldn't help but open his lips. The saliva was soaking his tongue, and his stomach clenched dryly, letting out a hungry whine.

Although he didn't eat much for dinner, just a bowl of porridge and a plate of pasta, it was already a normal meal, and he couldn't fit in one more piece of steamed bun.

But what exactly does this smell like? It smells so good, it really smells good...

He wanted to wake up, but his eyelids weighed more than a thousand pounds and were stuck together. It was unrealistic for a person who was deeply asleep to control his limbs. Jiang Mian turned her neck with difficulty, eager to get rid of her involuntary posture, grabbed the source of the fragrance, and stuffed it into her mouth.

He struggled several times, trying to turn over on the rippling waves, but failed. He was as clumsy as a little turtle that fell over on the beach. But the strong fragrance was so close, rubbing against the tip of his nose. Jiang Mian pursed her lips, anxious and angry, and couldn't help but whimper pitifully.

Shh, shh... A particularly warm and solid wave wall hurriedly came over, carefully surrounded him, and brought a cool thing to his mouth, Eat, I'll give it to you, eat. I won’t be hungry anymore…”

The cold liquid dripped into the seam of his lips and seeped along the dry lip lines. Jiang Mian licked it eagerly. It was hard to tell what the taste was. The smell was strong and the taste was salty. There was only a little sweetness hidden in the greasy feeling. After the taste of the oil...it wasn't as wonderful as it smelled, but it was still like a medicine, igniting his burning insides.

Jiang Mian opened his mouth and tore in his sleep. He bared his teeth like a wild beast and dragged the soft food to his heart's content - maybe it was raw meat, maybe it was the rain given by the oracle, a perfect delicacy born in a dream. He chewed vigorously, using his tongue to squeeze out the clean blood juice and rich meat oil, and devoured it like a disaster victim who had been hungry for decades.

Oh my god, he took back his previous thoughts, and a refreshing world emerged. His taste buds came back to life, his throat fluttered violently, and his eyeballs trembled rapidly under his eyelids... Jiang Mian devoured, devouring hungrily. If there was a light shining at this moment, then bystanders would definitely be able to see, not only his Blood flowed from the corners of the mouth, and the teeth were stained red and white by the red ape's meat juice. The tip of the tongue, which was already tender and red, was stained with blood. At this time, it was so translucent that it shone, looming behind the crimson lips that opened and closed.

That normally beautiful and gentle face had her eyelids closed at the moment, but her facial features were buried deep in the joy of satisfaction and lust. No matter he sighed or gasped, he could not suppress the small laughter that burst out of his throat, so distorted that it sent chills down his back.

Naturally, the only spectator who could appreciate this scene did not feel it was distorted. Rapace slowly swam his fish tail, shrouding the young man in a large inhuman shadow, his eyes full of joy and love.

The mermaid wiped away the fish blood that dripped from the corner of her mouth and was about to fall into her hair and collar, then sucked her knuckles clean, and coaxed: Take your time, don't choke... Poor, you are starving, aren't you? 】

Yes, yes, I'm hungry, I'm starving!

Jiang Mian wanted to admit it loudly, wanted to shout to the whole world how bad it felt to be hungry, but it was a pity that he couldn't give birth to a second mouth willing to do this for him - Jiang Mian was eating, wholeheartedly and attentively.

The mixture of juice and meat tastes fresh and tender, mixed with mellow fat, and is so plump that it can bounce on the tip of your teeth, which is good; the crescent-shaped, tightly stacked meat is rich in layers and can be pushed open with the tip of your tongue, which is really good; When he chewed the pulpy part, blood spurted out and splashed all over his mouth. It was sweet and fishy, ​​which was even better. Fish yellow, had he eaten fish yellow? The plump, sweet and delicate fish yolk completely melts between the teeth and tongue. It's great, this is great...

Half asleep and half awake, he ate without scruples. His stomach, which had been twisted tightly together, now opened up, expanding infinitely, like a never-ending black hole, eager to swallow the whole world.

Jiang Mian cried, sobbing as he ate, and the wave of satisfaction overwhelmed him, making him sob for his barren past and unknown future.

How did I get here before? He thought dimly, what should I do in the future?

The voice in his ear seemed to know what he was sad about, and rumbled to comfort him: ... From now on, you can eat as much as you want. Don't be afraid, you won't be hungry anymore.

Jiang Mian didn't know how long this feeding activity lasted. The waves surrounding him seemed to notice that he particularly liked the yellow part of the fish, so he picked a lot to feed him, which made him very happy and kept making little sounds of joy.

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