While the spirit game is in progress

Gu Qingqiu stood up suddenly, and at the same time patted his shoulders on both sides very uncomfortably.

He didn't feel anything on his shoulder at all, and couldn't see it.

It feels so bad.

"It seems that your hand can't touch that little boy," Ye Dillo broadcast the situation in real time, "Your hand passed directly through his body."

Su Mu couldn't help rubbing the goose bumps on his arms.

He's still a little scared of ghosts.

And after listening to his sister's description, the fool also knew that this little boy was definitely not a human being.

But when he thought that he was not lying on his body, Su Mu felt relieved again.

Hearing Ye Diluo's words, Gu Qingqiu's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, his tone was gloomy, with obvious killing intent: "Why does this annoying bug follow me!"

"I can try to ask him for you, but I advise you to stop calling him a bedbug," Ye Dill reminded, "Just as you said the word, he suddenly bit your shoulder, look It sounds like your teeth are quite sharp, I don’t know if you feel it.”

Gu Qingqiu's face was so gloomy that water could drip from it.

I have to admit that just after he said the word "bedbug", he suddenly felt an extremely uncomfortable cold pain in his left shoulder.

Seeing Gu Qingqiu's expression, everyone could see that this little boy could hurt the player, and everyone's expressions became serious.

Although Gu Qingqiu was very unhappy, he still controlled his urge to swear again.

He sat down again, staring fixedly at Ye Dill, as if he was urging Ye Dill to ask quickly.

Ye Dill looked at Gu Qingqiu's shoulder, and asked tentatively, "Can you hear me?"

The little boy turned his head stiffly to look at Ye Dill, and suddenly smiled at Ye Dill, his white teeth showing a bit strangely.

Then, he nodded his head.

Lin Xiaoxiao only dared to look at the little boy out of the corner of her eye, and firmly grasped the corner of the table with one hand, as if only in this way could she restrain her fear of screaming.century

Ye Dill's face remained the same, she asked again: "Then can you speak?"

The little boy nodded stiffly: "Yes."

His voice was a little shrill, which made people feel uncomfortable.

Lin Xiaoxiao couldn't help but dig the table twice to calm down the discomfort in his heart.

"Why are you lying on top of him?" Ye Dill asked again.

Although he didn't point at Gu Qingqiu, the little boy also understood what Ye Dill meant.

The little boy laughed again, with a serious smile: "His breath suits me best."

"What did he say?" Gu Qingqiu asked impatiently.

Su Mu and Bai Li also looked at Ye Dill, waiting for Ye Dill to answer this question.

Ye Dill didn't hesitate, and told the truth: "He said, your breath suits him best."

Gu Qingqiu: "..."

He wanted to kill more.

Lin smiled: "..."

Why didn't Dill know how to be more tactful, if Gu Qingqiu was provoked into a rage, it would be over if he angered them again.

Su Mu: "..."

This is... I really don't know what to say.

There was a hint of a smile in Bai Po's eyes, but he quickly controlled his emotions so that no one could see it.

Everyone understands that the little boy's meaning is not a compliment to others, it's just a disguise. Besides, Gu Qingqiu looks like a ghost.