The actor's dog is being stupid every day

Song Ziqian's forehead twitched: "You are here, what are you doing?"

"Ah!" Mo Shen was startled, put down his chopsticks and turned around. He saw Song Ziqian standing at the door.

Mo Shenjian's ears trembled, he opened his hands and grinned: "Ziqian, you're back!"

Song Ziqian was expressionless: "Why aren't you wearing clothes?"

Mo Shen looked down at the apron and pulled it off: "It's on." After speaking, he gave Song Ziqian a wink, as if he was having a cramp.

Song Ziqian: ...

Mo Shen walked over in two steps, took Song Ziqian's arm, and dragged him to the dining table: "I made dinner, let's eat together, or do you want to take a bath first?"

Song Ziqian was pressed in the seat by Mo Shen, complaining in his heart, I have already sat down, do I still have a choice?

Mo Shen picked up a piece of chicken wing, protected it with his hands, and brought it to Song Ziqian's mouth: "Come on, how about a taste?"

Song Ziqian glanced at the half-burned chicken wings, then at Mo Shen who was smiling brightly, opened his mouth helplessly, and took a bite.

The taste is not bad.

Mo Shen was excited: "How is it? This is my first time doing it."

Song Ziqian nodded: "Not bad."

Mo Shen shook his ears and wagged his tail: "Haha, as long as it's okay, I'll do it for you in the future, okay?"

Song Ziqian: ...the best example of making progress.

Halfway through dinner, Mo Shen who was sitting on the chair suddenly shrank under the chair and slipped directly to the ground.

Song Ziqian's chopsticks fell off the table in shock, and he quickly looked down.

Mo Shen has turned back into a dog, sitting with splits, a blue plaid apron covering his head, then his ears trembled, and he stretched out his claws to pull off the apron. The dog still had half a chicken wing in its mouth, and the dog's eyes were shining. Angry flames.

Damn!I only ate half of dinner!

When I was about to get up, I touched my balls again...

That unspeakable pain...

qaaaaaaq exploded instantly!

It was so painful that I couldn't even howl.

Seeing that Mo Shen didn't get up for a long time, Song Ziqian thought that Mo Shen had knocked his ass, so he got up and walked over to help him.

Because it was a dog, Song Ziqian subconsciously rubbed his butt indifferently: "Does it hurt?"

Mo deep tears: "Oh?" It's the balls that hurt, should you rub it?

Song Ziqian had no choice but to curl his lips, and reached out to pat Mo Shen on the head: "It will be fine later, get up and eat first."

...I can see my dog ​​being stupid every day, and I still think it's cute, is it hopeless?

Mo Shen pressed Song Ziqian's chest with weak paws, allowing Song Ziqian to pick him up and put him back on the chair.

Mo Shen rubbed against each other beautifully: Aww~ my wife's chest is really reliable.

Before going to bed at night, Mo Shen pressed against the door, howling that he had something to say, no matter how Song Ziqian pushed him, he just refused to leave.

Song Ziqian had no choice but to let him in.

As soon as Mo Shen came in, he jumped onto the bed quickly, got under the quilt all at once, and refused to come out.

Song Ziqian closed the door and turned around: ... I knew it.

However, Mo Shen didn't just do it for the bed, he had to explain to Song Ziqian what he did today, um, as for the elder brother and Lin Zhazha he met, this can be ignored.

Song Ziqian sat on the bed with a glass of water in his hand: "You and the cat next door will sneak into the Yan family's youngest son's tenth birthday party the day after tomorrow."

Mo Shen nodded, his tongue drooping on the edge of his mouth.

Song Ziqian put down his water glass and smiled: "It's just right, I also received the invitation letter, do you want to come with me?"

!!!

Mo Shen jumped up straight away, his dog's eyes widening: "Aww!?" What! ?Really! ?

Song Ziqian: "Really, apart from me, there should be many celebrities who will go. The Yan family is a big family that has occupied the imperial capital for a hundred years. Its influence is intricate and its influence cannot be underestimated."

Song Ziqian paused: According to you, the little princess is the heir of the Yan family who died in a car accident half a year ago? "

Mo Shen nodded, shocked in his heart: Wow, it turns out that the little princess's family is so nb, seeing how indifferent he said, I thought it was just a small family.

Song Ziqian frowned: "In the day after tomorrow, we should be careful and don't take risks." The seizure of power by a wealthy family is always accompanied by bloody storms.

Mo Shen nodded seriously, indicating that he knew.

There was a long silence.

Song Ziqian shook the quilt, his eyes indicated that Mo Shen should go out to sleep.

Mo Shen pretended not to understand, lay down on the bed shamelessly, turned his head and closed his eyes, pretending to be asleep.

……

Song Ziqian shook again, and Mo Shen was thrown into the air by the shaking, fell down and continued to pretend to be asleep.

Mo Shen: Hmph, no matter what you do, I won't wake up. I'm going to sleep in the bedroom today.

Song Ziqian lowered his eyes, stretched out his foot and kicked Mo Shen's ass: "Go to sleep on the sofa."

Mo Shen groaned, but still refused.

Song Ziqian put down the quilt expressionlessly: "If you make a fuss again, go downstairs and sleep."

Mo Shen pursed his lips, and secretly opened one eye to look at Song Ziqian. It seemed that this was the biggest concession, and he would really be angry if he continued to make trouble.

So I had no choice but to get up obediently, go to the sofa weakly, turn my head three times at a step, droop my ears, and droop my tail, which is very pitiful.

Song Ziqian, who was so cute, resolutely turned off the light and pulled up the quilt.

Letting him come up to sleep in the bedroom is already the biggest concession.

The next day, I went to find the little princess and told him that Song Ziqian was going too, and they would go with them when the time came.

It turned out that the little princess was also invited, and his master's family was also invited. He wanted to find Song Ziqian, but he didn't expect to be preempted.

On this day, they didn't do anything, just stayed in the room and secretly made a plan to go to Yan's house to find evidence.

During the period, the little master Yan Yi, who was at home during the holidays, hid everywhere from the first floor to the second floor, from the second floor to the third floor, and even hid in the warehouse, but was found.

The little master had a great time playing hide and seek.

The day came to go to Yan's house.

Song Ziqian took Mo Shen out for styling in the afternoon. He changed into several suits, and finally chose a light gray one according to Mo Shen. After wearing it, his figure was particularly flattering, and his long legs were simply heaven-defying.

Mo Shen wore a bow tie of the same style around his neck, staring at Song Ziqian's buttocks with sparkling eyes, wishing he could pounce on it and take a bite, it must be very delicious.

While Song Ziqian was sitting over there doing his hair, Mo Shen was lying on the other side of the sofa playing Fruit Ninja. After playing for a while, he felt bored, so he went to play Angry Birds.

Fortunately, there was only one person upstairs doing styling for Song Ziqian, otherwise he would think that the dog has become a genius.

At around 06:30 in the evening, Mo Shen and Song Ziqian were sitting in the back seat of the car, while the little assistant Zhang Yujia was driving towards the villa on Yanjia Mountain.

The house is a European-style villa, and the style seems to be quite old. One wall is covered with rose vines, and the fiery red roses are in full bloom, like fire. Standing by the big iron gate are two handsome men in uniform, who are responsible for reading the invitations and ensuring the invitations. If it is correct, the car will be put in.

When they got to Song Ziqian's car, Mo Shen was still leaning on the window, looking up at the circles of power grids on the top of the wrought iron railing, thinking, the little princess is really not exaggerating, ordinary people in his family really can't get in.

After entering the big iron gate, there is still a long way to go, passing a large garden, a large lake with swans, a sculpture fountain, and finally in front of the main house.

Another waiter came over and was responsible for driving the car to the parking lot.

The door of the main house was wide open, and the clothes and temples were fragrant inside, and the lights were brilliant.

Father Yan brought Su Hehe and today's protagonist, Yan Jingxing.

Su Hehe was young and beautiful, with decent makeup, standing next to Yan's father, like a father and daughter.

That's right, after all, there is a 20-year difference.

Su Hehe's elder brother, Su Ran, was also there, wearing a neat black suit, his hair combed back meticulously, he was not tall, and looked like a frail scholar, with a shallow smile, like a fox.

Yan Jingxing was very impatient, he kept pulling on his bow tie, frowning tightly.

After being reprimanded by Yan's father, he got a little better, but his face was still sullen and his eyes were looking around.

Song Ziqian led Mo Shen over and greeted Father Yan politely.

Yan's father: "The great film king is here. If you are far away, please come inside."

The fact that the Yan family invited Song Ziqian was actually just a matter of face, and they hadn't met in the first place. Father Yan's attitude had already given Song Ziqian enough face.

Song Ziqian smiled: "It's late, don't blame Mr. Yan."

Father Yan: "Haha, no, please come inside."

Seeing Song Ziqian, Su Hehe next to him blushed with excitement, clenched his hands and wanted to talk, but after being glanced at by Father Yan, his face turned pale and he took a step back.

With this retreat, he bumped into Yan Jingxing who was lowering his head and picking his fingers. Yan Jingxing raised his head impatiently, and was about to get angry when he saw Mo Shen at Song Ziqian's feet.

Yan Jingxing pointed at Mo Shen excitedly: "Big dog! Big dog!"

Mo Shen raised his head, his mouth was grinning, and his pointed ears twitched, thinking that this kid was pretty good-looking.

Before he finished thinking, Yan Jingxing rushed over and grabbed his tail severely.

Mo Shen: "Aww!" Oh my god, it hurts!

Song Ziqian quickly squatted down, grabbed Yan Jingxing's hand, and stopped him from pulling.

Father Yan stopped in a low voice: "Jing Xing let go!"

Yan Jingxing hugged Mo Shen tightly, and grabbed Mo Shen's ear with the other hand, pouted and shouted: "I don't, I want to play with dogs, I want dogs!"

Father Yan raised his voice: "Yan Jingxing!"

Yan Jingxing shrank his shoulders when he was drunk, knowing that Father Yan was angry, he didn't dare to disobey, so he let go of his hand reluctantly.

Going back obediently to Father Yan, his eyes were still fixed on Mo Shen.

Father Yan smiled apologetically: "I'm sorry Mr. Song, the child is young and ignorant, so don't worry about it."

Song Ziqian didn't speak, looking at Mo Shen's tail with a tuft of hair pulled out, his eyes were full of distress and anger.

Enduring the pain, Mo Shen raised his head and rubbed Song Ziqian's chin.

"Aww." Don't feel bad, I'm fine, don't make trouble with the Yan family because of this annoying brat.

To teach him a lesson, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future.

Song Ziqian rubbed Mo Shen's ears, his face darkened.

Suddenly, a familiar but annoying voice came from behind, and Mo Shen knew it was Lin Tingrui without turning his head.

"Hey, little bastard, have you been taught a lesson by your father again?"