The actor's dog is being stupid every day

Song Ziqian looked at the puppy who was stunned suddenly, and took a step forward, only to see the puppy howling all the way back to the living room, slipped halfway, and scratched under the sofa with its four claws.

"Ooooh~~" Oh my god, it's actually Song Ziqian, the film king, what the fuck, he's the one who caused me to be dumped, didn't he just fold this guy's poster!

Although Mo Shen usually doesn't pay attention to the entertainment industry, but he has a girlfriend who is a senior fan of Song Ziqian. Every day, he holds his mobile phone and sells Amway to Mo Shen. It doesn't matter if he wears peripheral clothes, even the socks are printed. Q version of Song Ziqian.

Mo Shen moved under the sofa again. Although the enemy was extremely jealous when they met, but now rushing up with his physique, he is definitely looking for abuse.

Song Ziqian put down the towel and walked slowly towards the living room. Under the sofa, a pair of dog eyes were astonishingly bright.

"Aww!" Don't come over, don't come over!

Song Ziqian is known as the most indifferent man in the entertainment industry. He always faces fans with indifference. If I mess up his house like this, he will definitely not let me go.

Song Ziqian gathered his bathrobe and squatted down: "Puppy."

Mo Shen: "Aww!" Who are you calling a puppy?

Song Ziqian: "Come out."

Mo Shen: "Aww~" If you don't come out, you'll hit me, I'm not that stupid!

Song Ziqian raised his forehead, he has never been attracted to small animals, but this time the director's film is about guide dogs, so he asked Fang Yi to help him buy a dog, try it first, so as not to join the group , The dog who played with him slipped away as soon as he saw him.

It's just that I didn't make it clear when I asked you, but I bought a teasing Beara.

Song Ziqian tried again: "Come out."

Mo Shen: "Aww~" If you don't come out, you won't come out, you just won't come out.

Forget it, Song Ziqian stood up and walked towards the kitchen. After a long day of exhaustion, he ate dinner first.

Mo Shen lay under the sofa, staring at Song Ziqian's slender ankle until he couldn't see it, then he heaved a sigh of relief, spread his limbs and lay on the ground.

Emma, ​​the dog was scared to death, her tone sounded as if she wanted to scratch her skin and cramp.

Open the refrigerator, take out the stewed bone soup, pour it into the rice cooker, plug it in, and heat it up first.

Taking advantage of the hot soup, he turned and went upstairs to change into his pajamas.

After a while, the whole first floor was filled with a strong smell of bone soup. Mo Shen, who was lying under the sofa, became super sensitive to smell after turning into a dog. Now, the smell is like a small hook, which goes straight into his nose , The fragrant Moshen Halazi is about to flow out.

Bone soup~~I really want to drink~~~~

After Song Ziqian changed into the plaid pajamas suit, he went downstairs. When he walked to the kitchen, he found that the dog who had been hiding under the sofa just now was sitting in front of the cabinet, with his head raised, his mouth open, and his small tongue hanging down his mouth.

Song Ziqian curled his mouth, ignored the puppy, turned around and went to the refrigerator, opened it, took out the dishes cooked in the morning, and put them in the microwave to warm them up.

When it was timed, the microwave oven beeped.

Mo Shen was startled, came back to his senses, and looked at the cabinet door in front of him.

Fuck! !When did I come over.

It was all Song Ziqian's fault, what kind of bone soup did he cook, and it was so delicious, Mo Shen turned around and wanted to continue hiding under the sofa while complaining, but he saw a pair of human feet standing behind him from the corner of his eye.

"Aw, ow!" Damn!Song Ziqian.

Song Ziqian bent down and grabbed the obviously frightened puppy with both hands.Before he could straighten up, the dog struggled frantically in his hands, howling while struggling.

"Awwhhhh~~" Murder, murder, murder~~

Song Ziqian's forehead twitched, and it took a lot of effort to hold the puppy firmly, preventing it from breaking free and falling: "Don't move!"

Mo Shen: "Aoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!"

Song Ziqian used his trump card: "Do you want to eat the bones?"

Mo Shen: "Oh~" Eat!

Then he stared at Song Ziqian with a pair of pitch-black dog eyes wide open.

Song Ziqian: It seems to have caught its weakness.

During the meal, Song Ziqian sat in front of the dining table, and Mo Shen sat under the dining table. It was still the same pink bone-shaped plate, half of which was filled with dog food, and on the other side, there was a pitifully small bone.

Mo Shen stretched out his claws, and slapped the ground hard, what the fuck did he say! ! ?Just want to get rid of Lao Tzu! ?

Although Song Ziqian had never raised a dog before, he also knew that Ala's stomach was weak, and he only gave him that little bone after checking online to make sure it was all right.

Mo Shen walked up to Song Ziqian's feet, stretched out his claws, hooked the corner of Song Ziqian's pajama pants, and pulled.

Song Ziqian lowered his head and saw the puppy, which was only half an arm long, with one paw hooking his trouser leg, and the other pointing at the pink dog plate. Anger could be seen on the fluffy dog's face.

Song Ziqian put down his chopsticks: "One piece at most."

Mo Shen: "Awwhhh" You don't mean anything! !

Song Ziqian: "If you don't eat it, I'll put it away."

Mo Shen quickly ran back to his plate, bit the only piece of cartilage in one bite, and swallowed it in two or three bites.

Song Ziqian twitched his mouth and continued to eat his dinner.

Mo Shen sat in front of the pink bone plate, flattened his ears melancholy, and started chewing dog food angrily.

Chicken flavor, quite delicious.

After dinner, Song Ziqian sat on the sofa, turned on the TV, tuned to the legal channel, and started watching.

Mo Shen was sitting in front of the sofa, watching a certain famous host on TV, talking about various laws, how many years would be sentenced for this, and how many years would be sentenced for that. ?

The familiar ringtone of the iPhone rang. Song Ziqian looked down and saw that it was Director Cheng. He picked up the phone, got up and went to the French window to answer it.

Mo Shen looked at the TV, then looked at Song Ziqian who was answering the phone, stretched out his paw decisively, hooked off the remote control, and skillfully adjusted it to a certain set. The eloquent host of the legal program, dressed like a ball, was making holes in the ice.

Seeing something funny, Mo Shen rolled on the ground laughing.

"Aww~" Hahahahahaha, I'm dying of laughter, I'm dying of laughter.

Song Ziqian turned around after finishing the phone call, and saw the puppy barking, twitching and rolling all over the floor.

The remote control of the TV fell to the ground, and the channel was tuned to a variety show.

Song Ziqian walked over, was this an accident?still……

Mo Shen was in the middle of rolling, and when he saw Song Ziqian came back, he quickly sat upright, shut his mouth, and watched TV quietly, pretending that I couldn't understand anything.

Song Ziqian sat down, picked up the remote control on the ground, and the puppy remained motionless, staring at the TV seriously.

It should be an accident, a dog, how can it be so smart.

The host of the legal program on TV suddenly slipped and fell heavily onto the ice.

"Pfft..." Mo Shen couldn't hold back, and grinned.

Song Ziqian turned his gaze around suspiciously.

Mo Shen shut his mouth, inscrutable, as if the sound just now was not made by him.

Then, Song Ziqian didn't tune the channel, and watched the rest of the variety show with a blank face. Mo Shen, who was sitting on the side, was about to twitch from laughing, and the hair next to the dog's eyes was wet, that was a suppressed laugh Suffocated.

Seeing him like this, Song Ziqian completely dispelled his doubts. After all, this is a funny show.

Song Ziqian frowned when he realized that Fang Yi didn't buy a kennel when he was sleeping at night.

Song Ziqian opened the floor-to-ceiling windows, brought in the outer cage, and looked at Mo Shen who was lying in front of the sofa.

Mo Shen quickly understood the actor's intentions.

"Ooooh!" No, I don't agree, I don't want to sleep in a cage, I want to sleep on a sofa!

Song Ziqian came over and wanted to grab him, but Mo Shen rolled nimbly and rolled under the sofa.

Song Ziqian==

Mo Shen: Hehe, I don't believe you will get down and arrest me.

Song Ziqian supported his forehead, stood up, no matter whether the puppy could understand or not, he ordered: "You can sleep in the room, you are not allowed to defecate anywhere."

Mo Shen: "Oh~" Nonsense, I'm going to the toilet.

Song Ziqian: "If you commit a crime, you will sleep outside in the future."

Mo Shen: "Aww~" Don't worry, I'm suffocating, and go to sleep quickly.

Song Ziqian shook his head, smiled, and told the dog what he was doing so much.

Turning around, walking towards the stairs, turning his head to take a look, the dog's eyes under the sofa are still amazingly bright.

He raised his hand, turned off the lights on the first floor, and went upstairs.

Mo Shen stayed quietly for a while, and only when he could not hear Song Ziqian's footsteps at all, he got out, stretched out his claws to hook a pillow that was half exposed outside, dragged it down, and lay down on it comfortably, burying his head in the pillow. In the claws, fell asleep.

The next day, after eating dog food poured by Song Ziqian in the morning, Song Dayingdi himself, he sat cutely by the door, looking at Song Ziqian expectantly.

"Aww~" Look at my sincere eyes.Take me out to play, it's really boring to be closed at home.

Song Ziqian stood at the entrance, looking down at the cute puppy with his mouth open at his feet, feeling embarrassed, he was going to film a movie, so he didn't have time to look after it, but he left it at home... Song Ziqian thought of the mess he saw when he came back last night, his forehead twitched It doesn't seem like a wise move.

There are still three days left in this drama, and there will be a two-week adjustment period after the end.Director Cheng is one of the best directors in the film industry, and he attaches great importance to this film. These two weeks were specially set aside to allow himself to enter the role.

Opening the door, the assistant was already waiting outside. Song Ziqian glanced at the puppy following him, and thought, why not send it to Fang Yi?

"Brother Song." The assistant was a handsome young guy. When he saw Song Ziqian coming out, he greeted him energetically, and then saw the puppy at Song Ziqian's feet: "Brother Song, is this your new dog?"

Song Ziqian nodded.

Assistant brother: "Do you want to take it to the crew?"

Song Ziqian frowned.

The assistant brother suddenly felt that there was a huge opportunity to attract Song Ziqian's attention, and he put on a brighter smile: "Brother Song, don't worry, if you take it to the crew, I will take care of it for you."

Song Ziqian frowned, and looked at the assistant brother approvingly: "Then I'll leave it to you."

The assistant brother was flattered, and shyly touched the back of his head: "It's my honor to be able to help Brother Song."

While driving, the assistant brother kept looking for topics to chat with Song Ziqian, Song Ziqian responded with perfunctory grace, put one hand on Mo Shen's head, and rubbed his pointed ears from time to time.

The assistant brother was a bit frustrated, but he thought that he had only been an assistant to Brother Song for a few days, and there would be plenty of opportunities in the future!

Mo Shen pushed away the hand resting on his head with one paw, and looked sideways at Song Ziqian with his eyes rolled.

It's enough to touch it for so long. I only let you touch it for a while because you took me out. Don't push it too far.

Song Ziqian looked at the puppy's eyes and suddenly remembered that he hadn't named it yet. Since he loves to roll his eyes so much, he should call him Xiaobai.

Song Ziqian continued to reach out and put his hand on Mo Shen's head who was cornered: "Xiaobai, your name."

Mo Shen raised his paw halfway, what! ?noob?

"Ooooh~" Damn it, I don't want to be called such an idiot's name, it's so ugly, protest and protest!

Song Ziqian smiled slightly, with a flashing effect that made Mo Shen almost blind.

"It seems you like it."

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