The actor's dog is being stupid every day

Mo Shen turned over and woke up in a daze. He twisted his body and stretched out his claws to rub his eyes. Halfway through the rubbing, he suddenly felt that the touch was not right.

Why is it hairless?

He opened his eyes abruptly and raised his hand.

The dark eyes widened slightly.

Fuck!This is a human hand, with five distinct fingers.

Lao Tzu turned back into a human! ! ?

Hurry up, turn over and start, and touch up and down with both hands.

Very good, all slippery skin,

Throwing off the quilt, she was naked with nothing on, and her legs were bent.

Looking down at the middle of the legs, the size and shape became more and more familiar.

Eh?This seems to be my body, but it is a little whiter than my original one, and even the fur there is silver.

Mo's heart is beating like a drum, he is too excited.

Oh my god, whoever suddenly finds out that he has changed from a dog to a human early in the morning will be extremely excited!

I really want to jump up, spin and jump without stopping!

Ah ah ah ah ah!

Mo Shen waved the flag and shouted in his heart, he was overjoyed and ran, wishing he could run naked downstairs.

Suddenly, when I moved my buttocks and wanted to get out of bed, I felt that something was wrong behind my buttocks, and I panicked.

Stretching out his hand to touch it, he found a piece of soft fur.

Mo Shen:!

No, no, right...

Mind control, thinking about wagging his tail.

Sure enough, the fluffy one in his hand shook slightly, and the fluff scratched the palm of his hand, itching.

I'm so hasty!

Has this father turned into a monster? ?Got a dog's tail?

...Wait, don't you have ears?

Hold your head with your hands.

The fluffy pointed ears swept over the palm of the hand cheerfully.

Mo Shen burst into tears.

In the next moment, he rushed out of the cubicle and rushed all the way to the bathroom.

Song Ziqian, who had just woken up on the big bed, was about to get up with half of his body supported, when he watched a strange naked man come out of the cubicle, and ran into the bathroom in front of his eyes.

Song Ziqian sat upright in shock, quickly tied up his loose pajamas, put on his slippers, took the glass from the bedside table, and picked up the ashtray as he passed by the desk.

Mo Shen looked in the mirror at a man with half black and half white hair, and two dog ears on top of his head, trembling.

The mirror is big enough to see the big tail behind it.

Mo Shen: ...should I be happy? Is it still my original face?

Happy to fart and fall! !I would rather be a dog than a man with dog ears and a dog tail!It's so strange, if it is discovered in the future, it will definitely be sent for research...

No QAQ

Song Ziqian stretched out his foot and pushed open the glass door of the bathroom, with a blunt weapon in each hand and a cold expression on his face.

How dare you come to your room to steal something, and even strip naked, pervert! ?

It's not a big guts.

Song Ziqian was dumbfounded, looking at the man in front of the bathroom mirror with his butt pouted and looking in the mirror, with a hairy tail dangling behind his buttocks, his eyes followed his smooth waistline, and fixed on those two pointed ears that were trembling, the more he looked more familiar.

An incredible idea rushed into my mind.

Song Ziqian: "Xiao, Xiaobai?"

Hearing the sound, Mo Shen turned his head, tears were still glistening in his big black eyes, flickering.

Song Ziqian!

It's over!He saw it!Will he send me to study!

Song Ziqian lowered his guarded hands and breathed a sigh of relief: "So, you are really a monster?"

Mo Shen subconsciously nodded, and the pointed ears on the top of his head flattened and then erected with the movement.

With an innocent expression and a tail swaying from side to side behind her, she is so cute that it bursts.

Just ...

Song Ziqian supported his forehead, walked into the bathroom, put the things in his hands on the sink, pulled a bath towel, walked up to Mo Shen, wrapped his hands around Mo Shen's back pain.

He doesn't wear clothes, well, he's also quite tall.

So cute, a monster who can't even wear clothes.

Mo Shen lowered his head, looked at Song Ziqian's forehead covered by broken hair, and raised his hand to touch his nose.

So virtuous, I really want to fall down.

Mo Shen, who was led by Song Ziqian to sit outside, with his legs crossed, was struggling with his long hair. If he was not careful, he would tear off two or three strands. When he pulled it off, he would wrinkle his thick black hair in pain. The eyebrows and pointed ears will also tremble.

When Song Ziqian came out from the shower, he saw this scene.

Shaking his head helplessly, he went to the mezzanine on the other side of the suitcase and took out a rubber band.

Walking behind Mo Shen, he took away his clumsy big hands, braided his half black and half white hair into a braid, and hung it behind his back.

Mo Shen held the braid in amazement, and sighed: "Wow, you can even do this, so amazing!"

Song Ziqian smiled slightly: "I need it for filming."

Then he poured a glass of milk, handed it to Mo Shen, turned around and sat opposite Mo Shen.

Cross your long legs and cross your hands on your knees.

Looking at Mo Shen with a serious face: "Now, can I tell you what your name is?"

Mo Shen took a sip of milk: "Mo Shen, my name is Mo Shen."

Song Ziqian: "Where is your hometown?"

Mo Shen paused: "Well, Changbai Mountain?"

Song Ziqian: "How old is this year?"

Mo Shen: "Hey, five hundred years old."

Song Ziqian: "Family?"

Mo Shen: "A brother, and parents."

Song Ziqian frowned calmly, and tightened his fingers slightly: "You, do you want to go back?"

Mo Shen shook his head honestly, he had been away from home for two years, and they ignored him, if there hadn't been an accident, they still don't know when they would see each other again.

Song Ziqian heaved a sigh of relief, his frowning eyebrows loosened, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised: "Well, from now on, you will follow me."

Mo Shen: "Huh?"

Song Ziqian frowned again: "Otherwise, where do you want to go?"

Mo Shen: "I'm not going anywhere, just follow you, but you can't give me dog food anymore, I want to eat meat!"

Song Ziqian smiled: "Okay."

Mo Shen: "The PAD belongs to me, you can no longer force me to watch made-up programs together."

Song Ziqian continued to smile: "Okay."

Mo Shen: "And..."

Tuk Tuk ––––

There was a knock on the door.

Mo Shen shut up, quickly turned over and rolled into the quilt, covered the top of his head with both hands, and covered his hairy ears.

Song Ziqian took a look at Mo Shen before getting up and walking to the door to open it.

The door opened, and standing outside the door was the little assistant Zhang Yujia, holding breakfast in both hands, trembling.

Zhang Yujia: "Brother Song, Brother Song, I'm sorry, I drank too much last night, and I didn't do my job well, causing Brother Song to drive back to the hotel by himself..."

Song Ziqian reached out for breakfast: "That's all?"

Zhang Yujia: "...huh?"

The corner of Song Ziqian's mouth curled slightly: "Be careful next time."

Then the door was closed.

Zhang Yujia outside the door was stunned for a long time.

Brother Song not only didn't blame me, but also smiled at me?

With tears in his eyes, he clenched his fists in front of his chest and looked up at the ceiling.

What's the point of not being able to sleep with Brother Song in this life!

Song Ziqian, who returned to bed with breakfast, sneezed suddenly.

Seeing that the door was closed, Mo Shen couldn't wait to get out of the quilt, and salivated at the breakfast in Song Ziqian's hand.

Mo Shen licked the corner of his mouth: "It's Xiao Zhang, right? Come to deliver breakfast?"

Song Ziqian smiled: "Yes."

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Room 1111 next door.

The heavy curtains were still drawn, and the room was dark. There were two big bulges on the bed in the center of the room, one of which was bulging, with a snow-white leg sticking out.

After a long time, the calf with woolen trousers twitched, and an arm jumped out from the bulge, scratching the exposed thigh.

Lin Tingrui turned over and hit Mo Qian's chest hard with his arm.

Spread your five fingers and grab them.

Soft to the touch.

soft! ?

Lin Tingrui suddenly woke up, his eyes widened suddenly.

Head tilted.

In front of him was a magnified handsome face, even when he was asleep, he would still frown. He was very abstinent, and he was pinching his chest muscle with one hand.

Who else but Mo Qian!

Lin Tingrui turned over and sat up, lifted the quilt first, and looked down.

Oh shit! !Naked!Wearing nothing!

"Mo Qian!! Your uncle!"

Mo Qian slowly opened his eyes.

Lin Tingrui covered his chest with both hands, his hair curled up in a mess in sleep, his eyes were wide open, and the anger in his eyes was burning.

Mo Qian closed her eyes, pulled out her hand, and rubbed between her brows.

Lin Tingrui: "Did you fucking sleep with me!?"

Mo Qian really didn't want to talk to him, she vomited in the middle of the night last night, and tossed him for almost an hour before tossing him into the big bed. If she had known this, she might as well have let him sleep on the vomit bed overnight.

Seeing that Mo Qian didn't answer, Lin Tingrui became more certain of his guess, his chest heaved in anger, and he opened his hands to pinch Mo Qian's neck.

Mo Qian suddenly opened her eyes, raised her hands, and firmly caught Lin Tingrui's hand. With a little effort, she restrained Lin Tingrui's hand behind her back.

Chest hit chest.

Lin Tingrui struggled a few times, but couldn't get away, but his arm hurt.

"let me go."

Mo Qian lowered his eyes, and his eyes fell on Lin Tingrui's eyes stained with gum, and the corners of his lips curled slightly: "Be a human being, don't be too confident."

Lin Tingrui squinted: "What do you mean?"

Mo Qian: "The meaning in the words." After speaking, he let go of his hand: "You vomited on the bed last night, so I carried you to sleep on the big bed, don't think too much."

Lin Tingrui sat up straight, rubbing the wrist of the other with one hand, and calmed down a little.

It seems that nothing happened, neither the waist nor the chrysanthemum hurt.

Mo Qian got out of bed, put on her slippers, and walked to the bathroom.

Lin Tingrui: "Wait!"

Mo Qian turned around wearing her pajama straps.

Lin Tingrui: "Help me get a piece of clothing."

Mo Qian smiled, and looked Lin Tingrui up and down: "I haven't seen you all over, why are you shy?"