Ye Dill struggled to resist the vertigo caused by suffocation, and raised her hand to pat Gu Qingqiu's forehead.

But Gu Qingqiu's long arms straightened, and while pinching Ye Dill's neck, he also pushed Ye Dill away.

With the length of Ye Dill's arm, it couldn't reach Gu Qingqiu's forehead at all.

Ye Dill: "......"

Being tall and having long arms is amazing.

Her gaze was slightly deflected, and the tennis ball that had been thrown out a long time ago suddenly flew up and hit the back of Gu Qingqiu's head heavily.

Gu Qingqiu didn't seem to have regained consciousness now, so his actions were not as fast as usual, and this time it was easy to hit him in the back of the head.

Gu Qingqiu's head was tilted in the direction of Ye Dill by the tennis ball, and his body was uncontrollably tilted.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ye Dill tried hard to raise her hand and stretch forward, and finally slapped Gu Qingqiu's head heavily at the moment when Gu Qingqiu's head was closest to her.

At the same time, Xu Xiaopang suddenly bit Ye Dill finger.

When Ye Dill withdrew her hand, she only felt an eerie chill in her fingertips burrowing into her body.

In the next second, the feeling of suffocation eased, and Gu Qingqiu let go of his hand.

Ye Dill looked at Xu Xiaopang, her eyes slightly condensed.

Xu Xiaopang smiled heartbreakingly: "Although you didn't mean to attack me, as long as you hit me, I can bite you." ”

Ye Dill glanced down at her fingertips, there was nothing on them, neither red nor swollen, and even the bite marks did not appear.

But that cold aura has never dissipated.

The tennis ball just now, although it was going to the back of Gu Qingqiu's head, Xu Xiaopang was lying on Gu Qingqiu's shoulder, and it was easy to touch him.

It was at this time that Xu Xiaopang took advantage of the loophole.

"I'm ......" Gu Qingqiu came back to his senses, he looked around, his brows furrowed, "What's the matter?" ”

"You're unconscious." Ye Dill put down her hand and explained the ins and outs to Gu Qingqiu. 135 Chinese

After listening to Ye Dill words, Gu Qingqiu's eyes were gloomy.

His fists were clenched, and he looked like he wanted to kill immediately.

"The more determined you are, the less chance you have of losing consciousness," Ye reminded Dill "that anger can easily shake your mind." ”

Gu Qingqiu pursed his lips and didn't say anything.

His brow furrowed tightly, as if he could trap a fly.

But he still listened to Ye Dill and barely took a few deep breaths to calm his mood.

"Let's go," Ye Dill turned and walked back, "they are still waiting for us in place." ”

She touched her neck as she walked.

The pain on it is still obvious, and I don't know if there are any finger marks.

This is the second time that Gu Qingqiu has been choked by the neck.

Probably because he was unconscious, Gu Qingqiu was even more ruthless this time than last time.

If she hadn't been fast enough, I'm afraid she would have been strangled to death.

She wished there wasn't a third time.

Suffer.

Gu Qingqiu didn't say a word, and followed behind Ye Dill in silence.

Ye Dill walked for a while, and she suddenly looked back at Gu Qingqiu.

Gu Qingqiu's face was unhappy: "What are you doing?" ”

Ye Dill directly took out a rope and wanted to tie Gu Qingqiu's wrist.

"What for?" Gu Qingqiu's voice sank, and there was a hint of murder in his words again.

Ye Dill patiently explained: "You go behind me, I can't see, in case you suddenly lose consciousness and run away, I have to look for you again." ”