The actor's dog is being stupid every day

"Happy New Year!"

Mo Shen opened his hands and rushed towards Song Ziqian. Song Ziqian didn't realize it for a while, he was thrown straight, his feet turned, and he was about to fall backwards.

Mo Shen (⊙o⊙)! ! !

He didn't expect Song Ziqian to fall down as soon as he jumped, so he hurriedly pushed his buttocks hard, trying to pull Song Ziqian to stand still, but it was too late.

The two of them rubbed against the door, and then slowly slid down.

As soon as he landed, Mo Shen quickly raised his hands and looked down at Song Ziqian: "Are you okay? Are you knocking?"

Song Ziqian: ... ==

shook his head.

Mo Shen licked his lips and smiled: "I saw you said you were going to wait for me at the awards ceremony, hehe."

Song Ziqian reached out, pinched Mo Shen's face, and said, "Get up."

Mo Shen shook his head, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo-"" He pushed his head into Song Ziqian's arms with all his might.

Song Ziqian smiled slightly, tilted his head, and gently kissed the tip of Mo Shen's nose: "Don't make trouble."

Mo Shen:! ! ! ! !

If you can still suppress it at this time!He is not a true man of iron and blood!

With a decisive groan, he leaned over and bit Song Ziqian's lips.

Kissing and kissing, I suddenly felt a familiar feeling of being watched.

Mo Shen propped up his hands, raised his head, and looked in.

I saw, on the other side of the entrance wall, half a fluffy dog's face was exposed, and it was looking here with its eyes wide open.

! ! ! !

Mo Shen sat up, furiously wronged: "You, you, you actually raise another dog behind my back!"

The second generation Xiaobai over there, let's call him Erbai for the time being, yawned in disdain.

"Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..." Shameless Twolegs, tsk tsk tsk.

Mo Shen stood up, pulled Song Ziqian up by the way, and hugged him politely.

He and Erbai looked at each other, gritted their teeth with a smile: "Little brat, who are you talking about!?"

How dare you complain about taking Lao Tzu's place?

Erbai was so frightened that he split his arms and knocked his head against the wall: "Aww!?" You, can you understand me? ?

Mo Shen raised his eyebrows, and ran the train without changing his expression: "Of course, do you know who I am? I am your patriarch grandfather, who has practiced for thousands of years. Do you know the big monster who has survived the catastrophe? What is it to understand what you say, I can still cast spells!"

Song Ziqian:......==

Ah, the familiar formula, the familiar taste...

Why on earth have I been depressed for so long because of this idiot...

Erbai was surrounded by Mo Shenhua. He told him from a young age that there are big monsters who have cultivated adults in this world. They have been enslaving Two-legged beasts to make them delicious food every day. and struggle.

Unexpectedly, I was met by him!

moved to cry 罒 w 罒

Erbai threw himself on the ground, and shouted very reverently: "Aww!" Hello, Patriarch!

Mo Shen nodded in satisfaction: "Well, good boy, just go to the nest by the window and stay there, and don't come out when you hear any sound, you understand?"

Erbai: "Okay, Patriarch Grandpa!"

After finishing speaking, he quickly got up, shook off his chubby legs and ran to the doghouse in front of the French window to stay.

Ouch, stupid burst.

Mo Shen complained, first closed the door, then let go of Song Ziqian who had been in his arms all the time, and slammed him against the wall in a very handsome manner.

Song Ziqian had mixed feelings in his heart.

Mo Shen moved his head closer: "You actually raise another dog behind my back, don't you love me anymore?"

Song Ziqian sighed, raised his eyes, and explained: "It was sent by Fang Yi, but I forgot to take it away."

Mo Shen: ...

Eh?Why not follow the routine?At this time Song Ziqian should not reply: When did I love you.

I kissed him so forcefully, then grabbed his shoulders, looked into his eyes and said, you obviously love me, and you confessed to me at the film festival, you don’t think about food and tea for me, and you are getting thinner day by day !

Then Song Ziqian would blush shyly, and then, I would carry him upstairs to Jiang Jiang Niang Niang!

He explained everything, and I seemed to have no reason to be unreasonable.

Song Ziqian leaned against the wall: "The food is getting cold."

Mo Shen: No matter what!I want to kiss!

Then his hands quickly cupped Song Ziqian's face, and kissed it again.

Song Ziqian's thin and sharp face was flattened into a fleshy feeling.

Kissing each other, Mo Shen obviously felt that Song Ziqian did not resist, and he was secretly happy, so he boldly stretched out a hand and stuffed it into Song Ziqian's sweater.

Then, I felt a sense of peeping like a glow on my back.

Mo Shen glanced slightly.

All I saw was that Erbai lifted a chubby leg to cover his eyes, secretly looking here.

Mo Shen:! ! ! !So grumpy!

"Didn't I let you stay in the den?"

Erbai covered his eyes: "Zu, Grandpa Patriarch, I just came to ask, are you still accepting disciples? What do you think of my bones?"

A # popped out of Mo Shen's forehead

This kind of cheating feeling of digging a hole and burying oneself is really subtle... What a ghost! ! (╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻ Can people meet again and fall in love!?

Song Ziqian didn't know whether to laugh or cry, pushed Mo Shen away, took his hand and walked inside: "Eat first, New Year's Eve dinner."

Mo Shen groaned, obediently let Song Ziqian hold hands, and walked inside.

The moment Song Ziqian walked over, Erbai immediately dashed back to the kennel in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, and got in to hide.

The patriarch is the patriarch, and he dared to stay with the frozen killer!I must honor him well in the future, and then learn the method of transformation, and enslave the two-legged beast!

The Spring Festival Gala is being broadcast, and the host is there holding a mobile phone to let everyone chat, and watch the Spring Festival Gala to get red envelopes.

Mo Shen walked around the wall and saw the dishes all over the table, all of which were his favorite.

Also, two rice bowls, two pairs of chopsticks, and two small porcelain wine glasses.

In the whole house, festive red can be seen everywhere, with blessing characters pasted, hanging lanterns, Chinese knots, and kumquats placed in front of the TV.

Imagine, if he couldn't make it back, Song Ziqian would be alone, alone in such a festive environment, celebrating the new year.

Mo Shen: qaq really wants to slap himself!

Turning his head to look at Song Ziqian, his heart was sore, super touched and distressed.

Song Ziqian is so nice and loves me so much, I will never leave him again, not even a single step!

Sitting down, Song Ziqian poured him a glass of white wine.

"Come, see you again after a long time."

Clink the glasses and finish it in one gulp.

Mo Shen sticks out his tongue because of the heat, ouch, the alcohol is too high, and his throat is hot.

Looking up at Song Ziqian, his face was expressionless.

sharp!As expected of my wife!

Song Ziqian poured another glass: "Regard you are safe and sound."

Clink glasses, still dry.

Mo Shenla's face was wrinkled into a ball, and any photo taken could be used as an emoji.

Song Ziqian: ...

Let this idiot ruin the good atmosphere.

One last glass.

Song Ziqian smiled slightly, with a smile in his eyes: "Thank you for saving me, thank you, and willing to come back."

Mo Shen: quq

The mouth is foul again: "It's okay, just promise with your body!"

Song Ziqian's smile froze: "Let's eat."

After dinner, the two sat on the sofa and made dumplings while watching TV.

Although it was Song Ziqian's first time making dumplings, he was quick to learn. Except for the first one, which was a little crooked, the rest of the dumplings were as beautiful as the ones he bought.

As for Mo Shen...he has all kinds of shapes.

Mo Shen had been living abroad before, and his parents flew around all year round, sometimes even outside during the Chinese New Year. However, even if they were here, they didn't care much about this traditional festival.

Therefore, Mo Shen said before that he had never celebrated the New Year, it was true.

It’s not New Year’s Eve, and I still haven’t made dumplings, so Mo Shen Kejin created it himself, which is called art, but it’s actually making trouble.

In the end, a combination version was also made, with several dumplings made into a puppy.

Well, Mo Shen thinks of a dog.

Mo Shen was very satisfied, and asked Song Ziqian to guess what it was.

At first glance, Song Ziqian thought it was a lump of cake.

"...It's very good. I will cook a pot alone later, and you can eat it by yourself."

Mo deeply caressed the collapsed dog ears, and smiled: "I made this specially for you to eat."

Song Ziqian: ...Leave me alone.

Erbai, who was lying on his stomach far away and determined to learn from his grandfather, looked at Mo Shen with admiration.

Great grandfather!How dare you let Twolegs eat poop!Um!I learned!

The dumplings are eaten at zero o'clock, and there are still two hours before zero o'clock.

Mo Shen looked out the window, saw the bright fireworks exploding all over the sky, and suddenly jumped up: "Ziqian, let's set off the fireworks!"

Song Ziqian was looking at his phone. He had been busy just now, so he didn't pay attention. When he opened it, he found that there was a message sent by Lin Tingrui.

Mr. Song, hello, I’m Mo Shen’s elder brother Mo Qian. My younger brother insisted on going back to China to see you just now. Please watch him and don’t let him play like crazy. Here you go.

Mo Qian?

Song Ziqian thought about it for a while, probably the person who has been following Lin Tingrui.

Mo Shen, Mo Qian, brothers...

So, he is not a fox demon who cultivated into adulthood on Changbai Mountain at all...?

...If it's not a youkai, then it's not a youkai. It's good to be back.

Mo Shen saw that Song Ziqian was staring at his phone in a daze and didn't answer his words, so he turned his head to look: "What are you looking at?"

Song Ziqian turned off the phone: "It's nothing, a text message from your fox demon brother." He stood up: "Is it the fireworks? There are in the garage, I'll take you to get them."

Don't be so dumb (⊙_⊙)

What is it about Brother Fox Demon?Did I tell him I have a brother?Eh?Have you said that?I don't remember it at all!Wait, isn't my setting to practice alone for a thousand years?Where is the brother?

(▼皿▼#) Who sent Song Ziqian a fraudulent message, dare to pretend to be my brother!ha!Fortunately, I am smart, I have to tell Song Ziqian in a while, don't be fooled!

The two of them set off fireworks outside, the big ones and the small ones, and the small ones with firework sticks, the bilingbiling ones, when Song Ziqian held them in his hands and set them off, they were very beautiful.

Mo Shen went back to his room and got his cell phone to record Song Ziqian.

After recording the video, you have to take a selfie to be perfect.Song Ziqian was reluctant at first, but he was so entangled by Mo Shen that he agreed to take a selfie with the two of them.