Quick Wear: The Host is a Fox

When she came to the living room, she paused, ran to the kitchen and took out a peach, only then did she wag her tail in satisfaction.

Going to the balcony to pass the bedroom, the little fox glanced at the sleeping boy through the crack of the door, and frowned.

Eating people is soft-mouthed, but short-handed. It seemed so rude for her to leave without saying goodbye.

So she turned back to the bedroom, jumped on the desk, opened yesterday's diary, and dipped in ink to leave two small paw prints.

Well, it can be regarded as a signature and seal...

**

The phone buzzed for a long time.

The young man's long and thick eyelashes trembled slightly, he turned over, and picked up the phone.

"Hey?"

Xu Zhi listened to the slightly hoarse voice on the other end of the phone, and asked in surprise, "You... just woke up?"

The teenager sat up, pinched his eyebrows, and glanced casually at the clock on the wall, which showed ten fifteen in the morning.

"En." Xiao Ling replied lightly.

Although it was the first time in my life that I slept so late, this sleep was unexpectedly heavy and solid.

Thinking of something, he turned his head, the bed beside him was empty, and the figure of the white velvet dumpling was gone.

Xu Zhi's voice came from the other end of the phone, "Don't forget that there is an advertisement to be filmed in the afternoon. I will arrive at the downstairs of the hotel in half an hour. You should clean up first. By the way..."

The teenager held up the phone, stepped on the floor with bare feet, walked from the bedroom to the living room, then from the living room to the kitchen, and then from the kitchen to the bathroom...

no.

no.

still none.

In the light and shadow, the lines on the side of the boy's face gradually became cold and hard, just like his mood at the moment.

Just like a child who finally saved money to buy a beloved candy, his chest was just overflowing with joy and satisfaction, but he lost the candy in one turn.

From head to toe, from the inside to the outside, it's all empty...

"Understood." The young man's voice was sweet, but he had an indescribable dullness.

On the other end of the phone, Xu Zhi noticed that something was wrong with him, but he didn't think much about it. He pushed the gold-framed glasses on the bridge of his nose, flipped through the notebook, and continued to explain various matters.

The coldness of the floor traveled down the soles of his feet to his heart, Xiao Ling's thin lips pursed into a straight line, and his eyelashes drooped low, covering the look in his eyes.

The pace stopped in front of the desk.

On the page of yesterday's diary, two small footprints appeared on the paper.

Inky eyes stared at the footprints for a long time.

After rubbing his fingertips along the edge of the footprint for a while, the stern-faced young man let out a low laugh, but his eyes were dark.

Executive Xu on the other end of the phone paused and asked, "What's the matter with you?"

The boy replied lightly, "Nothing."

It's just an unscrupulous cat.

**

at the same time.

"Let's learn to meow together, meow meow meow meow meow..."

"Cat, you big-headed ghost! The deity is a nine-tailed fox!"

Bai Zhen angrily lifted the quilt, turned off the phone, and retracted back into the quilt.

"Let's learn to meow together, together..."

Bai Zhen abruptly sat up from the bed and irritably scratched her long messy hair.

The words 'Sister Wen' on the caller ID of the mobile phone came into view very clearly.

Bai Zhen sighed miserably, and in order not to collapse, she just answered the phone softly.

"Hey, Sister Wen, what's the matter?"

The woman on the other side said in a hurried voice, "Sisi, where are you now? Are you online? What happened to the filming yesterday? Didn't you say it was good? How did the Weibo news come about? Did you hit someone? You... "