She can do whatever she wants with top-notch charm in game of death

As for the excuse of helping Aunt Zhang pack the cartons, Tong Mu made it casually.

Judging from the courage of those three people, it is estimated that no one would dare to actually ask for confirmation.

As soon as Fu Guanmo returned to the room, he took a shower for half an hour, as if he had touched something dirty.

Tong Mu silently watched his series of actions, feeling deeply offended.

But she dared not speak out when she was angry, so she could only hold it in.

The night was quiet, and at midnight, a scream sounded outside the door.

The two of them woke up from their sleep.

Tong Mu stood up and was about to put on her shoes when someone stopped her coldly.

"You stay here, I'll go out and take a look."

Fu Guanmo buttoned the buttons one by one from top to bottom.

The superior face shows a hint of coldness, and the fingers are slender and flexible, all the way to the top button.

Tong Mu stopped and watched his movements quietly.

As a bystander, she felt a little out of breath from her neck.

Would anyone really button their shirt to the top?

Fu Guanmo didn't want to go out and be accused by the old man again, saying that he didn't take good care of his girlfriend.

Leaving Tong Mu at home, he opened the door and went out.

Tong Mu felt at ease and did not have to leave the warm bed.

She covered herself with the quilt and picked up the air conditioner remote control.

Adjust the temperature to 20 degrees and sleep comfortably around the quilt.

These rooms are very small and only the bedrooms have air conditioning.

I don’t know how Fu Guanmo grew up like an old cadre.

On such a hot day, she actually asked her to turn on the air conditioner at 30 degrees!

To be honest, her own mother is not so... healthy.

Fu Guanmo opened the door, and some people were already coming to the door one after another.

He raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhou Xianghong, who was standing in the middle.

Her face was pale and tears were falling down. When she saw him coming out, her eyes lit up.

Then he looked behind him.

Seeing him close the door, a trace of regret flashed in his eyes.

Of course Fu Guanmo knew what she was looking at, so he turned around and closed the door firmly.

I don't know if it's his misunderstanding, but he always feels that these NPCs particularly like Tong Mu.

When I saw her, her eyes were bright and her temper was gentle.

Of course, even many of the hidden ghosts are like that.

Fu Guanmo didn't know whether this was a good phenomenon.

He frowned and stood in front.

He asked quietly: "What's going on?"

Zhou Xianghong smiled and said, "Same as last night, I don't know whose prank it was."

She stepped aside and placed a cardboard box in front of her.

There were some bright red blood stains in the cardboard box, and what was different from yesterday was that today there was a stiff kitten lying inside.

Many people at the scene vomited, including Zhao Ling.

If rats are the enemy of human beings, they are the objects of human hatred.

When they saw him being tortured and killed, other people thought his methods were outrageous.

What's more, it was a docile kitten. Looking at its miserable appearance, it had suffered a lot before it died.

Even Fu Guanmo slightly frowned.

In horror games, this phenomenon is actually not uncommon.

But when he saw the cat in the box, he thought of Tong Mu for no reason.

This method is indeed too much.

"How did you handle it last night?" Fu Guanmo frowned, "Didn't you say you called the police?"

"That's right..." someone agreed, and it turned out to be Uncle Wang from yesterday.

If Tong Mu were standing here, she would find out.

Except for the players like her and Wu Hao, the rest of the people on this floor were almost all the people who usually ate melon seeds and chatted downstairs.

Except for Aunt Zhang who picks up trash, almost everyone lives on the fourth floor.

Maybe this floor is a very important floor.

Perhaps in the later stages of the game, the main thing that happens is on the fourth floor, which is an extremely important clue.

Fu Guanmo realized it, but he couldn't tell Tong Mu.

His identity is different from theirs.

Perhaps in Tong Mu's eyes, he is as alien as the ghosts.

I don’t know how long it took before the people outside dispersed.

Fu Guanmo will tell Tong Mu the outcome of this matter the next morning.

This is not a violation. After all, they are lovers now, so it is reasonable for them to tell each other these things.

He put on his slippers and opened the bedroom door.

A thick air of cold air hit my face in the room.

He paused and looked at Tong Mu subconsciously.

The people on the bed were tightly wrapped in quilts and huddled together.

Looking from this angle, he could only see the furry top of his head.

It looks very much like the cat in the box just now.

Fu Guanmo only hesitated for a second, then picked up the air conditioner remote control expressionlessly and raised the temperature to 30 degrees.

He really couldn't understand the little girl now.

I'm shivering from the cold, yet I still have to turn it down so low.

Are you afraid that you won't get rheumatism when you get old?

The night falls, and it becomes late at night.

Zhao Ling returned to the house covered in frost.

The table was in a mess and the room smelled of alcohol.

Wu Hao burped and collapsed on the chair.

Seeing Zhao Ling come in, he squinted his eyes in a daze.

"Hiccup... Xiao, Xiaoling, how are you?"

Wu Hao's consciousness was a little blurry. He drank a lot after drinking for half the night.

Wang Bo had already been drunk and fell asleep on the table.

Zhao Ling looked at him and walked over slowly.

"Brother Hao, I found out clearly that we are still the same family as yesterday."

Wu Hao frowned, his consciousness seemed to be clearer.

"Say, continue...speak..."

Zhao Ling sighed, the tip of her nose was filled with the smell of alcohol from Wu Hao.

"It's the same woman last night. I don't know who she offended, but today someone put a dead cat at the door again."

"oh."

After listening to all the words, Wu Hao slowly closed his eyes.

"That's it...that's it."

He seemed very sleepy, squinting his eyes from time to time, like a drunkard.

"It's okay, let's go to sleep first, Xiaoling, go to bed first!"

Wu Hao struggled to stand up and walked unsteadily.

Seeing this, Zhao Ling quickly walked over and helped him.

"Brother Hao, you drank too much. Let me help you take a rest."

Wu Hao waved his hand and said, "No, no need."

He squinted at Wang Bo, who was snoring on the table, and ordered: "Wake him up... and let him go back to sleep!"

All the subtle dissatisfaction in Zhao Ling's heart disappeared immediately. Wu Hao was so drunk that he didn't forget to think about them.

He is really, really good.

She walked over and patted Wang Bo's face until Wang Bo woke up.

After a good night's sleep, Wang Bo's drunkenness weakened a lot. He glanced at Zhao Ling confusedly, "Sister Ling, what's wrong?"

Zhao Ling sighed and whispered: "Wang Bo, get up quickly and go back to sleep. Don't be discovered by others."

Wang Bo's ears immediately pricked up and he stood up.

"I...I'll go back right away."

"Wang Bo, are you okay? Do you want me to send you off?" Zhao Ling saw that he was staggering when he walked, so she couldn't help but ask.

"No need!" Wang Bo waved his hand, "Sister Ling, I'm not drunk. You should take good care of Brother Hao."