The actor's dog is being stupid every day

Mo Shen didn't give Song Ziqian a chance to turn around at all, he directly dragged the man's trouser leg all the way out of the hotel corridor, and when he passed the farthest box, the crew inside were drinking with wine glasses.

Song Ziqian stopped: "Stop pulling, I don't have a car key."

Mo Shen loosened his mouth, flicked his tail, and tilted his head to look behind him. Cheng Feng and the screenwriter were walking shoulder to shoulder, but they didn't see Big Brother and Lin Zhaza.

Cheng Feng waved at Mo Shen with his tongue out: "Don't, don't go, Ziqian, please let Mr. Lin see you off."

What a dog leg, he doesn't forget to flatter Lin Tingrui even when he's drunk.

Mo shook his ears deeply, and nimbly got into the box, all the way to the side of Zhang Yujia.

Look up.

This guy was already drunk, slumped in the chair with a smile, his cheeks were flushed, his eyes were empty and he didn't know what he was looking at.

Mo Shen: Is there someone like you as an assistant! ?How can I drive after drinking like this?

There is a girl who likes Mo Shen very much. When she saw the plush Alaska wagging her big tail at first sight, she pounced on him with the energy of drinking, hugged her and buried her face in the fluff on Mo Shen's back. Rubbing, rubbing and howling, so cute.

Mo Shen: Cough, cough, hurry up, you're about to be strangled to death.

Song Ziqian outside the door frowned almost imperceptibly, raised his foot, entered the noisy private room that he would never enter before, and walked all the way to the side of Mo Shen.

Even if the people in the private room were drunk, they didn't dare to provoke Song Ziqian deep down in their hearts, they just gossiped and watched with wide-eyed eyes.

Song Ziqian stretched out his hand and pushed Zhang Yujia. Zhang Yujia was blindfolded, looked up stupidly, and grinned.

Song Ziqian: "Car keys."

Zhang Yujia understood, reached out and fished in his trouser pocket for a while, and took out a key: "Here, here, the car key."

Song Ziqian took the key, turned his head, and looked at the man sitting next to Zhang Yujia who was eating with a bowl.

After being watched for a while, the man put down the bowl unconsciously, and stared back at Song Ziqian stiffly, just like a student seeing the head teacher.

Song Ziqian: "Please..."

The man didn't wait for Song Ziqian to finish, and nodded his head madly: "Okay Brother Song, leave it to me, Xiao Zhang, and I will definitely take him back to the hotel!"

Song Ziqian: "Thank you."

The man was flattered, and quickly waved his hands: "No thank you, this is what I should do."

Song Ziqian turned to Mo Shen and winked.

Mo Shen received the signal, struggled to break free from the arms of the drama manager, and ran out of the private room wagging his tail.

I have lingering fears.

Oh my god, the girls nowadays are too scary, Song Ziqian is better.

The girl who was pulled away fell to the ground, Erkang cried bitterly, and the girl next to him who was not drinking couldn't help but hugged the leg of the chair next to him, crying loudly.

Song Ziqian: ...

Although you are crying pitifully, Xiao Bai will not give you a hug.

After Mo Shen ran all the way outside the private room, he waited at the door for Song Ziqian to come out.

As a result, with a flick of his head, he saw his elder brother and Lin Zha who were chattering not far from the corridor.

My elder brother was slammed against the wall by Lin Tingrui, two strands of his hair, which was always neatly combed in the back, fell out in front, and his tie was also torn up. grain.

Mo Qian, who was originally surrounded by black mist, was now so dark that he was about to drip.

Don't shake your ears deeply, and jump on the spot: good job!

When Song Ziqian came out, Lin Tingrui was on tiptoe wanting to kiss Mo Qian, but he was not tall enough to kiss Mo Qian even on tiptoe.

So he jumped twice, and finally hit his head on Mo Qian's sharp chin.

Mo Shen: Ahahahahahahaha, I am so funny, hurry up, hit it twice more!

Oh my god, it's so funny to finally see my domineering brother who wants to get angry but can't.

Song Ziqian shook his head, stretched out his foot and kicked Mo Shen's ass: "Don't look, let's go."

Mo Shen: "Aww, aww~" Let's go, let's listen to you.

Lin Tingrui on the other side of the corridor covered his forehead and leaned against Mo Qian: "Hiss, Ziqian, why, again, have you grown taller?"

Mo Qian frowned, and pushed Lin Tingrui away, but before he could get away, Lin Tingrui pushed him back against the wall.

Lin Tingrui whimpered: "Ziqian, Ziqian, don't leave, I, I know, I did something wrong before, so please forgive me, I will never dare again."

Mo Qian frowned, turned to the beginning, and said in a low voice, "You're wrong, I'm not Song Ziqian."

Lin Tingrui continued to hum, with his forehead pressed against Mo Qian's chest, and he swallowed all the words, unable to hear clearly.

Mo Qian sighed, not knowing what evil he had committed.

underground garage

Mo Shen wagged his tail in a good mood, and followed Song Ziqian's feet, bumping Song Ziqian's leg from time to time, so he couldn't help himself.

The car is the crew's car, a silver-gray SUV.

Opening the car door, Mo Shen quickly jumped into the passenger driver, grinning and waiting for Song Ziqian to get into the car.

Song Ziqian slammed the passenger's door, walked around to the driver's seat, and opened it to get in.

Click on the seat belt, start the acceleration skillfully, the car smoothly drove out of the garage, and drove all the way towards the hotel.

It was past ten in the hotel room, and I have to get up at six tomorrow to film.

Song Ziqian closed the door and shook his head, thinking that if the director drank like this tonight, he probably wouldn't be able to make a movie tomorrow morning.

When I looked up, I saw Mo Shen Sahuan running wildly and about to jump on the bed at a glance.

Song Ziqian: "Wait!"

Hearing the sound, Mo Shen stopped, stepped on the tiled floor with his paws, slid forward for a while, and turned his head: "Oh?" What's wrong?

Song Ziqian pushed open the bathroom door: "Your body is covered in ashes, take a shower first."

Mo Shen grinned, his pointed ears and hair and tail flicked together: "Aooooooo!!"

He quickly turned around and ran towards the bathroom.

It's good to take a bath, maybe you can also take a mandarin duck bath, hehehe.

After entering the bathroom, he didn't get the mandarin duck bath, but his head was covered with pet shower gel.

Recently, the weather has been getting hotter and hotter, and Mo Shen has a little hair loss, which is more obvious when he takes a bath, and he scratches a lot.

Song Ziqian had no choice but to take the trash can and put it next to the bathtub, grab a handful and throw it away.

Mo Shen didn't care at all, shedding hair, it's normal.

I kept thinking about how to eat Song Ziqian's tofu quietly.

While taking a shower, Mo Shen finally mustered up his guts. Taking advantage of Song Ziqian's inattention, he shook it vigorously and successfully wet Song Ziqian's shirt.

While shaking Song Ziqian wet, he was knocked on the head by Song Ziqian.

However, Mo Shen didn't feel any pain at all. The whole dog stood in the bathtub, narrowing its eyes meanly, peeking at Song Ziqian's wet shirt, which became translucent, clinging to his subtle muscles, There are those two pink dots.

It really looks better the more you look at it.

As a result, it was a tragedy when drying the hair.

A large piece of hair fell off the back, and the originally fluffy and soft fur suddenly stuck to the back, flat here and there, it was ugly like a different dog, not as handsome and cute as before .

Song Ziqian was whistling, and suddenly burst out laughing, his eyebrows and eyes were crooked, and the dimple on his chin also laughed.

Mo Shen hadn't realized why Song Ziqian was smiling, but thought he was impressed by his handsome figure, so he worked harder to make a pose, and he couldn't even brag about it, and he would wink at Song Ziqian whenever he found an opportunity.

The effect was obvious, Song Ziqian couldn't stop laughing, his cheeks were going to stiffen from laughing.

The main thing is that after Mo Shen lost his hair, he became very ugly and his face looked very big, just like he had a big face cancer, but he still had a concave posture to look handsome.

Just stupid enough to cry.

As for Mo Shen's fright when he passed by the mirror and saw his earth-shattering ugly appearance after he went out, only he knew.

––^_^Splitting line

Mo Qian originally wanted to carry Lin Tingrui up, but Lin Tingrui kept tearing his clothes whenever he could, grabbing one hand and breaking away from the other. Anyway, he was restless.

Mo Qian could only hug him up, calmly ignored the gossiping eyes of all the hotel staff, got on the elevator all the way, and returned to the room.

He went straight into the cubicle in the suite and threw him on the bed, causing Lin Tingrui to groan.

Mo Qian loosened his tie, brushed his messy hair back, and took off his wrinkled dark gray suit jacket.

Looking at Lin Tingrui twisting on the bed and getting under the quilt.

Jian Mei frowned, planning to just throw him on the bed and leave him alone.

He turned around and went to the outside room, took a change of clothes and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Press the switch of the shower, the shower head sprays hot water, and the glass bathroom is immediately filled with white mist of water vapor.

Lin Tingrui, who was covered with a quilt on the bed, was so stuffy that he couldn't breathe. He threw off the quilt abruptly, and felt that the clothes he was wearing were very cumbersome, and his shirt was sticky to his body, making him very uncomfortable.

With eyes closed and brows furrowed, he tore open his jacket indiscriminately, threw it on the ground, and pulled his shirt vigorously. The buttons of the shirt popped off one by one, and all fell on the bed.

He tossed and tore off his shirt, lying on the bed with his upper body naked, the buttons of his shirt pressed under him, and he didn't feel too panicked.

After Mo Qian took a shower, she casually put on the silk pajamas she brought from home. It was silver-gray and loosely tied, revealing her strong chest muscles and her calves with woolen trousers.

Wiping her hair, she walked towards the bed, raised one foot and stepped on the bed, just as she lifted her foot, she suddenly heard a bang in the room, as if something had hit the ground.

Mo Qian frowned, covered his head with a towel, and continued to lift his feet to bed.

Halfway through the lift, he sighed, reached out to pick up the towel on his head, threw it on the chair, turned around and walked into the room.

As soon as the door opens.

Mo Qian's forehead twitched, and he turned his head with his eyes closed.

Spicy eyes.

It turned out that when Lin Tingrui was restless and wanted to take off his pants, he didn't roll well. He rolled to the ground and was still fighting with his pants when he rolled to the ground. Half of it was torn off, exposing half of her white and tender buttocks.

Mo Qian tilted her head in and stood there for a while, still unable to make a move.