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

"I'm sorry...I'm sorry, I shouldn't have failed to help you..."

Wang Bo cried and kept shrinking back.

"I shouldn't want to harm those two NPCs." He suddenly remembered Tong Mu and Fu Guanmo. He did nothing wrong tonight. The only thing he did was to conspire with Wu Hao and the others to kill these two people.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me!"

The female ghost in red floated up, looked at him fiercely, and stabbed him with a pair of sharp nails.

It stabbed his chest, as if he was suddenly burned by something.

The female ghost in red couldn't help but take back her hand.

Wang Bo took the opportunity to push her away and crawled forward using all four limbs.

The second rule he broke tonight was probably not returning to his room.

Maybe he was discovered by a ghost, so he was intercepted and killed here.

As long as he returns to his room...

I have to say that Wang Bo did become a lot smarter after drinking. At least he guessed half of these questions correctly.

He will be haunted by ghosts here, and a large part of the reason is that he did not return to his room.

He crawled forward crazily, leaving a trail of blood wherever he climbed.

This ghost seemed to enjoy this cat-and-mouse game very much, and followed it leisurely.

Until he was almost home.

No matter how drunk you are, you should wake up in the face of life.

Wang Bo was so down that he couldn't lift his legs at all, so he could only stretch out his hands to pull the door handle that was close at hand.

Just a little bit, just a little bit...

His movements stopped abruptly...

Zhao Ling heard screaming in the room and quickly ran out to investigate the situation.

She had been tired all night and was a little tired.

At this moment, I heard the screams outside, but my nerves suddenly tensed up.

It's a matter of life and death, you have to be careful...

The door of Tongzilou is old, and when it is opened, you have to hold it with a stick to open it completely.

Zhao Ling drowsily held up the door with a stick, and saw that the door was covered in blood and there were hideous palm prints.

She was so frightened that she took several steps back, her legs weakened, and she held on to the table to keep herself from falling.

Could it be that... a ghost attacked their home last night?

She clutched her chest and took a long time to calm down. She endured her nausea and went outside to check for news.

The bloodstains in the corridor are stained and extend to the right.

All the way to Wang Bo's door.

Zhao Ling had an ominous thought in her heart and saw everyone standing on the guardrail looking down.

A voice in her heart told her not to look.

But she still shivered and walked over to look down.

She only saw a person lying in a pool of blood. Her face could not be seen clearly, but the clothes were familiar to her.

Zhao Ling's eyes went dark, she couldn't hold on anymore and fainted.

Tong Mu woke up from the heat. The weather was over thirty degrees outside and also thirty degrees inside the house.

She pulled her collar and got up from the bed.

Fu Guanmo had finished his meal long ago. He was sitting on a small stool by the door with a newspaper from an unknown year in his hand, reading with gusto.

He glanced outside from time to time, then shook his head.

Breakfast was placed on the table, and the temperature was just right when Tong Mu ate it.

The boss is indeed a boss, and he can predict the time for her to wake up.

Tong Mu took a sip of the porridge and couldn't help but said: "The porridge is just right cold, you are so awesome."

Fu Guanmo's eyes moved and he looked at her lightly, as if he didn't understand what she meant.

Tong Mu explained: "How did you know I would get up at this time?"

I also know to cool the porridge in advance.

Fu Guanmo suddenly laughed lightly, his voice was cold.

"You think too much."

His attention returned to the newspaper, not looking at Tong Mu.

"If you haven't woken up yet, I will wake you up."

Tong Mu:......

She overestimated it.

There will never be a day when a straight man will become a warm man, fall down!

As for what he said about waking her up in person, his method was extremely cruel.

Turn off the air conditioner and let her wake up warm.

Tong Mu concentrated on eating, sipping the porridge in mouthfuls.

After eating Fu Guanmo's food every day these days, she no longer has the same appetite for food as she did at the beginning.

I have gradually returned to my normal diet.

She heard a lot of talking outside and it was very noisy.

"What happened outside?"

Fu Guanmo: "If you are curious, just go and see for yourself."

Tong Mu:......

Go by yourself, go by yourself!

She put down her chopsticks and prepared to go out and take a look.

Fu Guanmo added lightly.

"I suggest you go see it after you finish eating."

"Otherwise, you won't be able to eat in the next few days. Don't blame me for not reminding you."

Seeing his careless appearance for a year, Tong Mu was suddenly speechless.

He deserves to be beaten so much, who will restrain him...

"I'm full." She pointed to the table, "Wait until I finish watching the fun and come back to wash the dishes."

You don’t have to eat the food, but you can’t help but watch the excitement.

The passion for gossip flows in the blood of the Chinese people!

Tong Mu walked out and reached the door, but was grabbed by the collar by the man.

He frowned and his face looked even worse.

"Go after cleaning up."

How could he, a profound germophobe, accept leaving leftovers on the table for so long without clearing them away?

Tong Mu: "Just a moment, two minutes will be enough..."

By the time she finished cleaning up, everyone outside was gone!

The man frowned, "No."

Tong Mu:......

Fu Guanmo let her go and slammed the door, blocking her view.

The lively sounds outside were not very clear anymore.

What a cold and heartless boss.

Tong Mu paused for a moment to think, and quickly ran to clear away the dishes.

After I washed it and came out, it was indeed scattered outside.

Looking at the empty corridor, she felt sour and went back to her room dejectedly.

Fu Guanmo didn't know what happened today, but he didn't go out. He just sat upright and read the newspaper in his hand.

Ever since Tong Mu came in, he began to regret the decision he made today.

He shouldn't stay at home, he should go out as usual!

That way, you won’t see some people deliberately showing off in front of him!

Tong Mu returned to the room, didn't even look at Fu Guanmo, didn't say hello to him, and went into the bedroom with his head buried.

Fu Guanmo frowned at her series of actions, and the coldness between his brows almost came out.

He stared at the closed door, frowning and lost in thought.

Like, maybe.

Tong Mu was having a little tantrum with him.

So what does it mean that she has closed the door and is silent now?

Fu Guanmo frowned and thought for a long time, but couldn't figure it out.

never mind.

Anyway, she will come out on her own during lunch later.

Thinking like this, Fu Guanmo put down the strange thoughts in his heart, turned around, took the cup and went to the kitchen to pour a cup of hot water.

Then he sat and read the newspaper again.

Tong Mu was covered in quilt for a long time, and there was no movement in the room.

She gritted her teeth and deeply felt the ruthlessness of this man. Even ordinary friends would come to comfort her when they saw her looking so downcast, right?!

Tong Mu gritted her teeth, sat up from the bed, and suddenly thought of a fact. It seemed that she and Fu Guanmo were not even friends.