Shen chengjing was dumbfounded. Suddenly, Qiming opened his eyes, grabbed her arm, and bit her without hesitation.
"Ah," he said. Shen chengjing groaned in pain and tried to shake him off, but he was too strong.
He bit down and suddenly let go.
"You're so ugly. " As Qiming spoke, his eyes suddenly rolled back and he fainted again.
Shen chengjing didn't know whether to laugh or cry. There was a tooth mark on her arm. Clearly, he hadn't bit her hard. Otherwise, her skin would have been torn.
"Qiming, wake up." She pushed him, but she felt that his breath was getting weaker and weaker. She saw that he was still holding a stone in his hand, and his palm was bleeding.
He seemed to be trying to keep himself awake, so he was holding it tightly! However, blood continued to ooze out. If this continued, he would die from blood loss.
"Let go!" She said in a low voice as she pried his hand away.
