The actor's dog is being stupid every day

The car was parked across the road, and Zhang Yujia was playing with his mobile phone with his head down.

Respectfully sent off by a group of handsome men in suits, Song Ziqian put on a mask and sunglasses, and led Mo Shen out. Since he was carrying a bag of clothes, he did not lead Mo Shen.

The handsome guy in the blue suit who secretly hugged Mo Shen to take pictures before endured for a long time, but he still couldn't escape the temptation of Mo Shen's hairy buttocks. He squatted down and squeezed it quickly.

Mo Shen yelled and took two steps away, stood still and turned around: "Aww!" You rascals!Why pinch other people's ass!

The handsome guy in blue rubbed his fingers and looked at Mo Shen intoxicated. If the aura around him could be materialized, it would definitely be filled with pink love hearts, the kind with its own flash effect.

Idiots are really scary...

The baby is born beautiful and hard to give up on, so mortals should stop thinking about it, the baby's butt is pinched by Song Ziqian.

Song Ziqian...

Mo Shenxi looked up at Song Ziqian eagerly.

Even through the sunglasses, I could still feel the air-conditioning. Mo Shen raised his head and complained cheekily: "Aww~" It was his first move, which had nothing to do with me, he even pinched my ass!

Song Ziqian took a step, and Mo Shen immediately turned around and ran away timidly, as if flying, leaving only a chic back for everyone.

Song Ziqian: ... ==

Pick up the bag and continue walking towards the car across the road.

A group of handsome men in the suit shop behind them bowed down and said welcome, only two or three passers-by on the road glanced this way, and the others were talking and laughing as they walked.

Suddenly, the crowd in the next street stirred up, and there were girls screaming and uncles shouting and cursing from afar.

Mo Shen ran to the front of the car numbly, grinning, with his ears pricked up, ready to wait for Song Ziqian to get into the car together.

"Ooooh~" Hurry up, I'm going to starve to death!Hurry home and cook dinner for me!

The corner of Song Ziqian's mouth hooked slightly, and his pace quickened a bit.

The handsome guy in blue who bowed behind him straightened up with a smile. Suddenly, a white Chevrolet rushed out from the side fork. past.

"Be careful!!!!"

Song Ziqian still had a smile on his face. Hearing the sound, he tilted his head slightly. The headlights were wide open, dazzling people's eyes.

Song Ziqian tilted his head and closed his eyes, before realizing what happened.

In the next moment, I just felt that I was slammed into the air, and there was only the piercing sound of brakes, and... and Xiaobai's cry.

With a sound of "Boom", Song Ziqian's head hit the road heavily, and the sunglasses flew out directly. The cracked lens made a thin hole in the corner of Song Ziqian's eyes, and blood beads immediately came out.

"Oh my God, there was a car accident!"

"Fight 120!"

"Fortunately, the person is fine. Just now the dog flew over and pushed the person away."

"Oh, this dog, this dog is dying."

"Hurry up and call the pet hospital!"

"This car is really good, and it hits people when I see it!"

"This is drunk driving, and the person in the car has also fainted."

"Sin--"

"Ah!!! This is Xiaobai! My God, this is Xiaobai from Song Ziqian's family!"

The crowd was in an uproar, and turned their heads to look at the man lying on the ground. Although he was still wearing a mask, the eyebrows and eyes were undoubtedly Song Ziqian.

"Don't look, Xiaobai is going to die, woo woo woo woo woo----"

Xiaobai, Xiaobai...

Song Ziqian still couldn't get back to his senses, his head hurts intermittently, and his vision was a little blurry.

Through the legs of the people who couldn't move around, I saw a white car from a distance that had smashed the hood of the car. Also, in the pool of blood in front of the car, a dying dog was lying on its back, passing through the same crowd. Looking at himself from a distance.

noob! !

Song Ziqian waved away the hand that was coming towards him, and ran towards Mo Shen staggeringly, and finally his legs gave way, and he fell at Mo Shen's feet.

The blood, the blood in the eyes, was still flowing, gurgling from Mo Shen's body.

Mo Shen looked helplessly at the fallen Song Ziqian, trying to comfort him, telling him not to worry, that he was fine, but suddenly there was a fishy sweetness in his mouth.

When he opened his mouth, he vomited a mouthful of blood, and golden flowers flickered in front of his eyes.

Song Ziqian could no longer hear what the people around him were saying. With trembling hands, he pushed away the girls surrounding Mo Shen, and tightly held Mo Shen's abdomen where a gash had been cut. They stayed together, but the blood kept coming out.

With a hoarse voice and red eyes, Song Ziqian called Mo Shen's name for the first time: "Mo Shen, Mo Shen, don't close your eyes, don't close your eyes..."

Mo Shen opened his mouth, looked at Song Ziqian who was in a hurry, grinned, and smiled: "Oh, oh, oh..." Don't, don't panic, I, I am a monster anyway, I will definitely not, something will happen...

Song Ziqian was shaking all over: "Don't talk, don't talk about Xiaobai."

Mo smiled deeply, and thought to himself, the pain is quite painful, but it won’t cause you to die. I ate something bad before, and my stomach hurts much worse than this. Why is Song Ziqian so anxious? Don’t worry, go to the hospital for a few stitches , it must be fine.

Just a little dizzy and want to sleep.

Mo Shen closed his eyes in a daze, but was shaken by Song Ziqian.

He opened his eyes again in a daze, but felt a tear dripping on the tip of his nose.

Probably not even knowing himself, he cried.

"Don't close your eyes, please, don't close your eyes..."

Mo Shen was very dizzy, very dizzy, so dizzy that he couldn't think at all, his mind was in a mess.

Song Ziqian, he cried for me...

This shows that he also likes me very much...

Must be, all crying...

It's ugly, don't cry...

When Mo Shen closed his eyes, Song Ziqian, who had been holding on for a long time, also passed out.

Song Ziqian hit the ground when he fell, and the back of his head was cut, not big, but the hair on the back of his head was all wet with blood.

The sound of the 120 ambulance was getting closer, and the crowd surrounded Song Ziqian and Mo Shen, who were in a pool of blood, watching silently, not knowing what to say or what to do, as if no matter what they did, they would bother them.

Suddenly, a girl covered her mouth and began to cry softly. The crowd seemed to have been turned on and there was a commotion.

He frantically helped up Song Ziqian who had fainted, and wanted to send Song Ziqian to the ambulance alone, but he couldn't break the hand that was tightly holding onto Mo Shen's front leg. The doctor waved his hand and lifted the dog up to rescue him together.

As for Yu Ruiwen, who passed out in the car, when everyone helped him out, they exclaimed again, it turned out to be this person.

God, this is murder!

After a night of rescue, Song Ziqian was safe and sound.

Mo Shen left.

Yu Ruiwen was sent to a drug rehabilitation center overnight.

All the headlines in the next few days were reporting on this matter.

Song Yingdi was murdered, and the culprit was Yu Ruiwen!

Yu Ruiwen tried to kill Song Ziqian while driving on the street!

Yu Ruiwen was sent to a drug rehabilitation center, suspected of taking drugs.

Song Ziqian was seriously injured and admitted to the hospital, and fans demanded that Yu Ruiwen be sentenced to death!

……

vip ward.

Quiet, isolated from the noise downstairs.

Song Ziqian lay on the hospital bed with his eyes open, with a needle in his hand, connected to a medicine bottle hanging high.

The door was suddenly pushed open, and the noise from outside suddenly broke in, followed by the sound of closing the door, and the silence returned.

Fang Yi carried the lunch box and walked to the bed, only to realize that Song Ziqian had woken up.

Fang Yi put down the lunch box and said pleasantly, "Ziqian, you finally woke up."

Song Ziqian blinked his eyes slowly twice, moved his lips, but his throat was so dry that he couldn't make a sound.

Seeing this, Fang Yi quickly poured a glass of warm water, helped Song Ziqian to sit up, and wanted to feed him, but Song Ziqian reached out to take it.

Fang Yi helped Song Ziqian to sit up: "How do you feel? You have been in a coma for two days, and the reporters around downstairs haven't dispersed. I came up just now, and I met a sneaky one. Fortunately, I..."

Song Ziqian: "Little Bai, where are you?"

Fang Yi was stunned for a moment: "Ah, Xiaobai..."

Song Ziqian's lips turned pale, and his fingers tightened his grip on the water glass: "Where's Xiaobai?"

Fang Yi sighed: "Xiaobai lost too much blood and died." He reached out and patted Song Ziqian on the shoulder.

died……

Song Ziqian's mind went blank for a while, and he was so dizzy that he almost passed out again.

Unsteady in his hand, the cup he was holding fell, hit the thick carpet, rolled twice and stopped.

Fang Yi turned to get the food box: "You just woke up, the doctor said it's better to eat some liquid food first, I went to Xiyuxuan to bring you some porridge, it tastes absolutely delicious."

Song Ziqian felt tight in his chest: "Then, his corpse..."

Fang Yi brought out the porridge: "Don't worry, I've taken care of everything. I know you don't want him, so I buried him in your yard."

……

Fang Yi continued: "Don't be too sad, you should think this way, Xiaobai went there to save you, he definitely doesn't want to see you..."

Song Ziqian lowered his eyes: "Enough."

Fang Yi had just set out the dishes, holding chopsticks, with a confused look on his face.

Song Ziqian: "You go out first, I want to be alone for a while."

Fang Yi took a breath and was about to speak, but when he saw Song Ziqian like this, he suddenly felt that no matter what he said, it didn't seem right.

Fang Yi thought for a while, then put down his chopsticks: "Then remember to eat, I'll go out first."

Song Ziqian nodded.

Fang Yi had no choice but to get up, turn around and go out, walked to the door, looked back worriedly, and found that Song Ziqian was still sitting in the original posture, with his head down, wondering what he was thinking.

Unscrew the doorknob and go out, Jin Mushui is waiting outside.

Seeing Fang Yi coming out, he hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "How is it? Is Brother Song okay?"

Fang Yi: "Very good...probably."

Jin Mushui: "What is probably, has he eaten? How is he feeling? Have you comforted him?"

Fang Yi: "He said he wanted to be alone for a while."

Jin Mushui's eyes widened: "You, what did you say??"

Fang Yi was like this, repeating everything he said just now.

After finishing speaking, Jin Mushui punched Fang Yi directly on the chest: "You, what are you talking about! Brother Song didn't hit you."

Fang Yi covered his chest, surprised: "I, what's wrong with me!?"