After Jiang Li entered the bedroom, he blocked the door with a dresser, so that he could sleep peacefully.

The dresser was quite heavy, and her strength was not so great, it took her a few minutes to move around, and she was so tired that she rested a few times.

She also took out the watermelon knife under the pillow and practiced for more than ten minutes, simulating how Liu Qing should fight back if she rushed over.

sprayed people again in the group, and after those who sprayed didn't dare to speak, they were in a better mood.

posted some complaints in the girlfriend group, and by the way, opened Weibo to switch a few accounts to interact with Fang Hao's brainless fans.

After a while, I suddenly felt a urge to urinate.

Then, looking at the dresser blocking the door of the house, I regretted it again.

- At this time, she wanted to go to the bathroom, but before she could get out, she had to remove the dresser before she could open the door.

It took her ten minutes to move the dresser over, and she made obvious scratches on the floor.

It will take another ten minutes to move over.

"I'm really a pig brain!"

She patted her head in remorse.

Isn't this just asking for trouble for yourself?

She can't move it, there is no toilet in this bedroom, she can't hold it all night, she has to move it.

This kind of thing can't be angry.

There was no choice but to move the dresser away with a black face.

But this time it didn't move to the same place, it was moved to the side of the door.

It doesn't take as much time that way.

When I opened the door and came out, I didn't see anyone in the hall, it seemed that Liu Qing had returned to her bedroom.

It was already a big night, and the thought of living under the same roof with a man made me feel a little scared.

When I went to the toilet, I was holding a watermelon knife, and the toilet door was locked, so I didn't even dare to play with my mobile phone, and listened vigilantly to the movement outside.

If Liu Qing dared to push the door of the toilet, she would dare to stab it with a knife!

Although Liu Qing was very excited about living in the same house with a beautiful girl, he could only be excited, and he didn't know what measures he could take.

Anyway, the methods suggested by the lewd men in the group were all written on the criminal law, and he didn't dare to try it.

He didn't have much time to think about those things either.

As the content director of Haoran Culture Company, the operator of Fang Hao's official account, and the master of multiple self-media accounts, he has a lot of content to output in a day, and he has very little idle time.

After dinner, it was his voluntary overtime, which was related to his income.

After shopping in various WeChat groups, I began to write Fang Hao's official account:

"Today, I heard the news that a confirmed patient was found in the building where the content director of our Haoran Culture Company lived, and the entire building and even the entire community were locked down......"

Writing about yourself from someone else's point of view is not something new.

Writing this, of course, is to keep up with the epidemic.

He himself experienced the lockdown and wrote it more realistically.

It's not the same as getting that information from the web.

There was no excessive distribution, but it described in detail some of the circumstances of the closure, including how the staff tested and what kind of restrictions there were.

Of course, in the article he did not make any attack on these things, but praised them.

Only such draconian measures can give everyone a greater sense of security.

In such a serious situation of the epidemic, in such a dangerous environment, not obeying the rules of the lockdown, and shouting about personal freedom, it is purely sick.

Liu Qing would not have such thoughts, nor would he dare to have such thoughts.

In this public account article, four or five thousand words were written.

This is not fiction, a truthful description will do.

You can write as fast as you can type.

As a man who used to mix four full-time jobs at the same time, Liu Qing's typing speed can be called fast.

Four or five thousand words came out, that is, an hour.

After finishing the yard, he twisted his neck, stood up and moved his body, left the bedroom and went to the living room, opened the refrigerator in the living room, and took a can of Red Bull out to cheer himself up.

He found that Jiang Li's bedroom door was an open light, shining out of the bedroom, which made him think about it.

- What does this mean?

- Implied?

- Did you deliberately leave this door waiting for me to enter?

- I really can't see that a girl who is so innocent on the outside is so coquettish on the inside.

- But I like it!

- But shall I go in?

- She hinted that I would go in, was it a little too reserved?

- Do you want to wear it?

- I don't seem to have that stuff at home.

- What if she must ask Dai? Now that the whole building is locked down, there is nowhere to buy it!

The more I think about it, the more worried I become, and I feel that it is better not to go in, and there will not be so many troubles.

While thinking, he opened the can of Red Bull, and before he took a sip, he heard a sound of water on the other side of the toilet, and then saw the door being opened, and Jiang Li, who was wearing fat pajama pants and carrying a watermelon knife, walked out.

"Poof......

A mouthful of Red Bull squirted out, and he looked at Jiang Li in shock:

"You...... What are you doing in the toilet with a knife?"

He didn't imagine himself as a potential forcible criminal, so there was no way he could imagine why he was going to the toilet with a knife.

Whether it is going to the toilet with a watermelon knife or going to the toilet with a dinner knife, it is very abnormal.

It's not supposed to be a place to go with a knife.

Jiang Li was also taken aback when he saw Liu Qing standing in the living room, and when he heard his question, he instinctively replied: "I'll take it for self-defense!"

Liu Qing was even more shocked.

Take a look at the watermelon knife, the blade is relatively long, the handle is relatively short, and I thought: "How can this be comforted? The handle of the knife, it's too short, the blade, won't it scratch yourself? And there are cucumbers in the refrigerator, isn't it better than this?"

Jiang Li looked at Liu Qing vigilantly and asked, "Mr. Liu, what are you doing here?"

I wondered if the old man had heard the sound of himself opening the door, and then came out with him, trying to plot evil.

Thinking like this, he held the watermelon knife in his hand tighter.

Liu Qing raised the red bull in his hand at her: "I just finished writing an article, I'm a little tired, drink a can of red bull to refresh me." ”

Jiang Li let out an "oh" and said, "Then you continue to drink, I won't bother you, I'll go back to rest." ”

Holding the watermelon knife tightly in his hand, he cautiously walked to his bedroom.

For fear that Liu Qing would pounce in the process.

After entering the bedroom, he slammed the bedroom door shut, and then hurriedly came to a counter-lock.

Only then did I breathe a sigh of relief.

Leaning against the door, I felt worried:

"I don't know how to spend this night, and I will be blocked for more than ten days, won't that drive people crazy?"