After Tong Mu finished eating, he cleaned the kitchen according to Fu Guanmo's requirements.

She can't go out today, but that doesn't mean she doesn't do anything.

She first stood on the balcony and recorded the people who were still below today.

Uncle Wang, Aunt Liu, Aunt Zhang.

According to Fu Guanmo's words, these people who are completely unaffected by the dense fog should all be NPCs...... Or maybe it's a ghost.

The fog hadn't actually spread into the courtyard yet, but it had already formed a black wall at the gate.

The fog was rolling, and no one dared to go in to find out what was in the fog.

Tong Mu confirmed the number of people, listened for a while, confirmed that he couldn't hear clearly, and gave up.

During this period, she also took advantage of the terrain and found that there were people on the lower floors wearing thick masks going out.

These may be players.

At the same time, this also made Tong Mu realize that maybe there were people upstairs watching her.

Fortunately, she did a good job of protective measures, not only wearing a straw hat that she didn't know where to find in the house, but also wearing Fu Guanmo's coat to block her figure, and even her movements were well covered.

Tong Mu believes that when others see her, they will subconsciously regard her as an old man who is afraid of cold.

Tong Mu looked at it for a while and remembered the appearance characteristics of several players.

Among them is Du Jun, who went out to take a look at the situation.

[Second floor, male, long hair, oblique bangs, small and thin, yellow and black skin, about 1.7 meters tall, wearing nicotine rubber shoes. 】

The weather was really hot, Tong Mucai stood for a while, and he couldn't stand it. So he hurriedly went home.

Unloading the equipment, Tong Mu immediately entered the bedroom.

Fu Guanmo was holding a cold knife in his hand and was carefully wiping it with a handkerchief. Tong Mu paused, and walked in as if nothing had happened.

This knife looks mighty and domineering, like a divine soldier in the hands of a general who has galloped across the battlefield in ancient times, and the blade is full of anger, and when she looks at it, she feels a chill rushing up from her spine.

To be honest, it's been 2022, and there are still people using this kind of big knife, and she has seen it.

Tong Mu has to say that this looks ...... It's kind of flattering to him.

She entered the room and took out the remote control for the air conditioner.

"30 degrees."

Tong Mu paused and gritted his teeth.

"It's only 29 degrees outside, and I have to blow a refrigeration ......"

She was about to complain when she suddenly felt a light pierce her eye.

Tong Mu froze, looked carefully, and realized that it was the blade he had just wiped.

The blade was so bright that it reflected the light outside the window.

Tong Mu: ......

She felt as if she was being threatened.

Fu Guanmo's dark eyes locked on her, and the word sanction was written on a handsome and extraordinary face.

Tong Mu swallowed back the words that were about to blurt out, "Okay." ”

Forget it, thirty degrees is thirty degrees, as long as you can blow the wind on her.

She lay back on her bed and blew the wind for a while.

There was no stool in the bedroom, and Fu Guanmo refused to commit himself to the small stool in the living room, and was sitting on the edge of the bed at the moment.

Usually Tong Mu chats downstairs, and when the two get along, in addition to eating, even if they rest in a room at night, they turn off the lights.

Seeing Tong Mu come back, he put away the knife, took the book out, and quietly watched her series of smooth operations.

I didn't change my clothes or take a shower when I went to bed.

It's torture to be in the same space with such a person.

Fu Guanmo retracted his gaze and looked at the book in his hand.

The person in the bed seems to have that ADHD and rolls over from time to time.

You have to turn over and blow the air conditioner.

He couldn't concentrate, so he had to put down the book and look at her lightly.

Tong Mu blew the wind for a while, and suddenly felt stared at by a gaze that was too strong to ignore.

She opened her eyes with a sigh and crashed into a pair of dark eyes.

Fu Guanmo lowered his head slightly, "Someone put nails on the bed?" ”

Tong Mu didn't speak.

Judging from their habits in the past few days, behind his question sentence, it is definitely a big mocking sentence!

Sure enough, seeing that she didn't answer, Fu Guanmo still sneered.

"I see Miss Tong tossing and turning, as if she can't lie down."

She's not a dead person, lying on the bed, of course she'll turn over!

Tong Mu wanted to talk back, but suddenly remembered that he never seemed to hear him turn over at night.

She closed her mouth weakly, not daring to speak.

Fu Guanmo: "Since it's uncomfortable to lie down, get up and go over there to stand." ”

Fu Guanmo pointed to the corner by the window.

Tong Mu glared at him, "Fu Guanmo, don't deceive people too much." ”

“？”

Tong Mu gritted his teeth, "I am also dignified!" ”

Fu Guanmo raised his eyebrows, "Okay, then you can make lunch later, and the dishes are in the refrigerator." ”

Tong Mu: ......

Well, very good!

Man, you managed to get my attention!

"You want me to cook?" Tong Mu pouted, "Don't you think!" ”

She got up from the bed and stood at the foot of the bed with her slippers.

"I'm going to stand in the corner!"

The boss with the eyes was staring, and the whites of his eyes rolled out.

However, Fu Guanmo didn't look at Tong Mu at all, which made Tong Mu very discouraged, she couldn't even compare her eyes to a man with a paralyzed face!

stared at him for a long time, seeing that he ignored himself, Tong Mu retracted his gaze in frustration,

Put on the slippers properly, blink dry eyes, and look away.

Fu Guanmo couldn't read the book at all, staring at the cold words on the book, but he unconsciously noticed a series of behaviors of Tong Mu.

The dead duck has a hard beak, and it is quite good at finding the bottom of the stairs for itself.

Yes, like his grandfather's cat, every time he finds food on the table, he will make a few feints to pretend that he won't eat it.

Fu Guanmo felt funny in his heart, and leisurely turned a page of the book.

Tong Mu looked out from the bedroom window, she couldn't see anything, she stood for a long time, and heard a strange noise outside.

She was stunned and looked back at Fu Guanmo.

The man's slender index finger was against the page, seemingly unconcerned about the situation outside.

"Don't make a sound, there's a knock on the door outside, don't care."

Tong Mu nodded, cautiously returned to the door, and took out a baseball bat.

Fu Guanmo caught a glimpse of it and breathed a sigh of relief.

Nunchucks or something, it's really not suitable for a rookie like her.

Tong Mu gently held it in his hand and listened to the sound outside. Sure enough, it didn't take long for someone to bang on the door.

"Anyone? Anyone? Open the door! ”

"Open the door, it!"

The people outside were very anxious, and when they saw that there was no sound inside, they went directly to their feet and kicked the door a few times.

The big iron gate was deformed.

"There's no one in there, go over there and have a look!"

The voices outside were chaotic and noisy, and he couldn't hear what was being said, only a few words above everyone were heard by Tong Mu.

It didn't take long for calm to finally return to the outside.

She let out a cloudy breath, came out of the bedroom, looked at the deformed door, and sighed faintly.

Today's young people are indeed ...... It's a lot of strength.

If she was kicked on her, she wouldn't have died on the spot?!