Raiders of the Big Bad Wolf's ghosts and animals

Tong Mengqing lay on the bed lazily with his arms behind his head.Looking at the room that I haven't been back to for a long time, I just feel that there seems to be something slowly fermenting in my heart.

Then, he turned around, took the mobile phone aside, opened the address book, looked at the phone number signed by Dong, and stared blankly.

What is he doing now?Well, because of the time difference of 13 hours, it is eleven o'clock in the evening here, so it should be noon there.

Well, is he jet-lagged?Or is it already up and eating lunch?

Tong Mengqing's finger was hanging over Pei Qindong's phone number, wanting to press it.However, it wasn't until Pei Qindong would answer his call, or even if he did, what should he say?

Just like that, Tong Mengqing was lying on the bed, holding his chin in one hand, and swiping the phone with the other, staring at the string of phone numbers that he knew by heart.

If the phone screen is off, he will turn it on again, but that's all, that number has not been dialed from the beginning to the end.

He just kept that movement, and after an unknown amount of time, he finally plunged his head into the pillow.

What he didn't notice was that because of his action, the finger that was hanging on it also pressed down.

And far away in New York, USA, Pei Qindong, who was eating lunch in the restaurant of his villa, heard the phone ringing, and took a look at the phone.

When he saw that it was Tong Mengqing's call, he only curled his lips, and then answered the call by himself.

However, what came out of the microphone was not the familiar voice.However, it was still familiar to him - Tong Mengqing's deep and shallow breathing.

"This idiot..."

Pei Qindong laughed and cursed in a low voice, but just put down the knife and fork in his hand, leaned on the chair with his mobile phone, and listened to Tong Mengqing's breathing.

Breathe in... breathe out...

This guy is sometimes very confused... But, this is also quite cute.

Pei Qindong thought happily, and changed the microphone to hands-free mode, and then put it on the dining table.Following Tong Mengqing's breathing, he continued to eat.

At this moment, a Filipino maid was walking towards him with a cup of coffee.

Hearing the footsteps, Pei Qindong immediately made a silent gesture to her.

Although the Filipino maid didn't quite understand what Pei Qindong was doing, she only felt that her husband seemed to be inexplicably cheerful.

She was obedient and quieted down her footsteps, then, after carefully putting down the coffee, she tiptoed away again.

At this moment, Pei Qindong heard Tong Mengqing click his mouth, and at the same time, there was a slight creaking sound from the bed caused by turning over.

Unconsciously, the corner of Pei Qindong's lips became even more curved.

After he finished his meal, he went straight back to his bedroom with his phone in his arms.

After all, there was a difference of thirteen hours, and the time difference didn't mean it was reversed.

After that, he put his mobile phone on the bedside table, listened to Tong Mengqing's breathing, and fell asleep with him.

In this way, although they were separated by oceans, they still fell asleep next to each other.

Early the next morning, because of the biological clock, Tong Mengqing still woke up at the usual time for work.

He just stared at the ceiling with his eyes open, a little uncomfortable.

After all, even if Pei Qindong returned to China before, it was because his boss was very irresponsible.Therefore, it is all relying on his special assistant to support the mainstay.

In addition to the sweet burden on his body at night, he also has a high-intensity job during the day.Tong Mengqing was really not used to being so busy at first, but now she has become so idle all of a sudden.

Tong Mengqing turned over and lay on his side, staring at his side.

Then, as he usually does every morning, he smiled.Then, she said softly, "Dong, good morning."

After speaking, Tong Mengqing wanted to get up, but just as he sat up with his arms propped up, he heard a lazy and sexy voice: "Good morning, baby."

"boom!"

Hearing this familiar voice, Tong Mengqing's arm supporting the bed softened unconsciously, and then fell down on the bed.

After that, he only looked around nervously.

However, after scanning around, he did not see Pei Qindong at all.And his room is not very big, there is no place to hide people at all.

Did you meet a ghost?

Bah bah bah!His owner is not a ghost!But what exactly is going on here?

Tong Mengqing sat cross-legged on the bed, hugging his chest with one hand and rubbing his chin with the other, thinking blankly.

Finally, he just smiled wryly.

It seems that I missed him too much, so I had auditory hallucinations.However, they have not been separated for 24 hours.

I am really poisoned...

Thinking of this, Tong Mengqing took a deep breath, and then let it out slowly.

On the other side of the microphone, hearing his movement, Pei Qindong immediately understood what he was thinking.

He only deliberately lowered his voice, as if he was a little displeased: "Mr. Tong, do you usually call people when you are asleep? Let the person on the call listen to you sleeping?"

"!"

Hearing Pei Qindong's voice again, Tong Mengqing, who was sitting on the bed, was startled.He just jumped to the side like a cat whose hair was blown out of fright.

However, he also reacted immediately.

Not haunted, not auditory hallucinations.Instead, somehow, he dialed the phone.

Thinking of this, Tong Mengqing picked up his mobile phone and clicked it. The call time on it has been more than eight hours.

"I... I... I'm sorry..."

Although he knew he was on the phone, and although he had a lot to say, Tong Mengqing could only say this when it came to his lips.

"Why are you apologizing?"

Pei Qindong was lazily lying on his side on the bed, his strong chest was exposed in the wide opening of his bathrobe, which had an indescribable beauty.

And perhaps because of just waking up, the voice was slightly hoarse, like honey-colored quicksand flowing in the hourglass.

"I……"

Tong Mengqing really wanted to say that he had already thought about it and understood it.

However, for some reason, my throat seemed to be blocked, and I couldn't say anything.

After that, there was a lengthy silence.

After a while, Pei Qindong's voice continued.

"If it's okay, then I'll hang up."

After speaking, before Tong Mengqing could speak, the call was cut off.

Only the blind voice of "beep..." came.

"Sorry……"

Holding the phone in both hands, Tong Mengqing pressed it to his forehead, his voice full of guilt.

Sorry, but I'll give us an account.

Because of this phone call, the light in Tong Mengqing's eyes was instantly ignited, and her original thoughts became more determined.

Because Tong's father and Tong's mother still have work during the day, Tong Mengqing plans to have a showdown with them at night.

That night, Tong Mengqing went to buy a lot of food, and was busy in the kitchen skillfully wearing an apron, cooking dinner while waiting for his parents to come back.