The actor's dog is being stupid every day

After setting off the fireworks, the two quarreled for a while, and it was past eleven o'clock when they came in. Song Ziqian stood at the entrance and brushed the snow off Mo Shen's hair.

Mo Shen leaned against the door, his feet suddenly softened.

Not long ago, he regained control of his body. He took a [-]-hour flight, and then took a car to Song Ziqian's house. He hasn't rested since he arrived. He ran all over the yard for almost an hour just now, and his body is a bit overwhelmed.

But he didn't want to show it and make Song Ziqian worry, so the smile on his face was always silly and brilliant.

Song Ziqian wiped off the snow from Mo Shen's face: "Okay, you go to the sofa and rest."

Mo Shen: "Don't you want to cook dumplings?"

Song Ziqian said truthfully: "I can come here, but you only made trouble in the past."

Mo Shen felt that an arrow had been stabbed in his knee. The baby was not making trouble, but just adjusting the atmosphere.

……Baby!Fuck, the accent from when I was a dog is brought over.

Song Ziqian didn't bother to talk to him anymore, so he dragged Mo Shen to the sofa, pushed him down on the sofa and sat down, rubbed his head that he could finally touch, and smiled: "Watch TV."

Mo Shen raised his head and spread his legs apart. Song Ziqian was standing between Mo Shen's legs.

"I want to be with you!"

Stealing glances at Song Ziqian's waist, his hand was about to move, he really wanted to hold it, and then pulled Song Ziqian down on his body...

As soon as he thought of it, Mo Shen raised his arm and wrapped it around Song Ziqian's waist.

Song Ziqian slapped Mo Shen directly on the forehead, and pushed away: "Take a good rest."

After speaking, he took a step back, exited Mo Shen's encirclement, turned around and headed towards the kitchen.

Mo Shen's raised arm froze in the air. After a while, he changed direction awkwardly and scratched his face.

Ugh……

I don't know when Erbai sneaked under the sofa, poked out his head, half of his head was exposed, and a claw rested on Mo Shen's feet, flatteringly said: "Aww!" Grandpa Patriarch, Grandpa Patriarch, please take me in Go!

Mo Shen was so startled that he almost bounced onto the sofa.

groove!Anyone who is suddenly touched by something drilled out from under the sofa will be startled, right?

Erbai shook his ears: "Aww!" Master, I will definitely respect you in the future!

The corner of Mo Shen's mouth twitched.

Erbai: "Aww!" Master, please teach me the great law of transformation!

Mo Shen stood up resolutely and walked to the kitchen. Song Ziqian was still safe, at least he didn't dare to follow him.

Sure enough, when Erbai followed to the door of the kitchen, he was stunned for a moment, and hid in the corner to peek. When he saw Mo Shen walking over and hugging Song Ziqian from behind, Erbai blinked.

It turns out that to restrain Twolegs, you can hug him from behind and keep him immobile!

Erbai worked hard: Well, I learned it!

Song Ziqian was waiting for the water to boil, the range hood was on, and the sound covered Mo Shen's footsteps.When someone suddenly hugged her from behind, she froze for a while, but then felt it was Mo Shen, so she relaxed, let him hold her, and continued to arrange the dumplings.

Mo Shen rested his chin on Song Ziqian's shoulder, quietly watching the churning water vapor, without speaking.

Seeing that he was rarely so quiet, Song Ziqian asked, "What's wrong?"

Mo Shen stared at Song Ziqian's hand, and sighed comfortably: "That's great..."

The corners of Song Ziqian's mouth curled up slightly, and a smile appeared in his eyes.

After cooking the dumplings and waiting for the New Year's Eve, the two sat on the sofa and counted down the last ten seconds with the Spring Festival Gala on TV. At the last second, Mo Shen tilted his head and kissed Song Ziqian on the lips.

The fireworks outside the window are in full swing.

Song Ziqian closed his eyes, opened his mouth actively, and deepened the kiss.

Mo Shen: (⊙o⊙)! ! !Resolutely half leaned over and pressed Song Ziqian under him, trying to do something wrong.

Song Ziqian turned his head slightly, panting slightly: "Let's eat the dumplings first."

With a hoarse voice, Mo looked at Song Ziqian with deep eyes: "I want to eat you..."

Song Ziqian lowered his eyes, a blush slowly crept up from the base of his ears on his fair face.

Erbai in the kennel in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows was particularly excited: "Awwhhhh!!!" Eat, eat, eat!Come on, master!Come on, master!Eat Twolegs!

……

Mo Shen gritted his teeth: "Send this stupid dog away tomorrow!"

Song Ziqian coughed, cleared his throat, and nodded: "Yeah."

So, the indescribable good thing was interrupted, Mo Shen was pushed away by Song Ziqian aggrievedly, sat on the sofa holding a bowl, and ate dumplings angrily.

Song Ziqian thought that at least we should celebrate the New Year together, and Erbai should also eat dumplings. Erbai would definitely not dare to eat the one he gave, so he let Mo Shen go.

Mo Shen tried his best to refuse, but in the end he was defeated and went to deliver dumplings to that stupid dog who ruined the atmosphere.

Erbai opened his mouth, exasperated: "Aww!" The master is mighty and domineering!

Mo Shen jumped on the forehead, stretched out a finger and poked Erbai on the top of his head, and immediately rolled Erbai: "Eat your dumplings, and when you see me and Song Ziqian together in the future, don't disturb me. Patriarch Grandpa, I am doing great things, you know?"

Erbai crawled back into the nest again, his dog's eyes sparkling: "Aww?" Does the grandpa's big event mean eating the Twolegs?

Mo Shen thought about it, that's right, he was going to eat Song Ziqian, so he nodded.

Erbai summed up what Mo Shen did just now, and then asked, "Aww?" Did that start eating from the Twolegs' mouth?Then what?Where to eat?Do you still want to rub the waist of Twolegs to let them relax?

……

Mo Shen's face was full of black lines, and he poked Erbai's brow again: "You are still young, I will teach you when you grow up." But he was thinking in his heart, it is better to send this thing away tomorrow, and he can't keep it. up.

When going upstairs, Mo Shen checked again and again that the bastard hadn't followed, so he breathed a sigh of relief, followed Song Ziqian into the room, and closed the door with his backhand. After thinking about it, he locked the door just to be on the safe side.

Turning back after locking, looking at Song Ziqian who had already walked to the bed, Mo Shen suddenly felt embarrassed, and stood at the door awkwardly, not daring to follow in. Just now, he was very active in flirting. When he and Song Ziqian were alone, It's empty again.

Abbreviation: Coward

Song Ziqian pulled the hem of the sweater and took off his top. With the movements, he gradually revealed his increasingly thinner waist. Peas.

Mo swallowed deeply, feeling his heart burning.

Song Ziqian is tempting, tempting me, right?

After taking off the sweater, Song Ziqian raised his hand, brushed the messy hair from undressing, and glanced at Mo Shen: "It's past twelve, it's time to go to bed."

Mo Shen was caught by Song Ziqian's glance, and Su's legs were limp. He leaned against the door, and said sharply, "I, I'm not sleepy yet."

Song Ziqian pursed his lips, picked up the silk pajamas on the bed and put them on.

Mo Shen sighed in his heart, feeling that he had missed the best time. However, the next moment, Mo Shen felt that his soul was about to come out of his body.

Song Ziqian turned around and began to take off his pants with the thin layer of pajamas covering his knees.

bent over... ass, ass...

Mo Shen slowly raised a hand, touched his nostrils, and looked down, there was no bleeding.

Looking up again, he saw Song Ziqian whose trousers had fallen to his feet.

What a nasty little leprechaun!

Mo Shen was no longer suppressed, and trotted towards Song Ziqian.

Don't be cowardly, just do it!

_________ crawled through a school of crabs here

After finishing the work, Mo Shen only felt that he was in heaven, and his soul came out of his body.

He licked his lips, turned around and hugged Song Ziqian, pouted his buttocks and was about to come again.

Pushed away by Song Ziqian.

The corners of Song Ziqian's eyes were wet, and he was panting slightly, his mouth was red from being bitten, and there was still the aftertaste of that on his face.

"One time is enough, your body..."

Mo Shen hugged Song Ziqian's waist, coquettishly: "I want more, I want you."

Song Ziqian was very angry, and put his elbow on Mo Shen's chest: "It's too late..."

Mo Shen opened his eyes and said nonsense: "Where is it late? It's not late at all. The good time of the evening should not be wasted!"

Song Ziqian: ...

Mo Shen clamped Song Ziqian's legs between his legs, and twisted: "Come on, come on."

Song Ziqian was very unprincipled, and nodded in agreement.

So, another group of crabs crawled past.

Ah...it feels like my body is being hollowed out.

One word, cool!

After cleaning up, Mo Shen hugged Song Ziqian who had fallen asleep contentedly, rubbed against Song Ziqian's neck, and closed his eyes happily.

The excessive indulgence at night directly led to the next day, the two of them slept until the sun was up.

The snow outside has stopped, red firecracker crumbs are scattered on the snow surface, the branches are covered with a thick layer of snow, the little sparrows are flapping their wings, flying up and down, the pool in the yard has already formed a thick layer of snow. Thick ice, covered with snow.

The sky was clear, and the sun was shining alone in the sky, but it was still very cold after the snow.

The curtains in the bedroom on the second floor were drawn, and the room was dim.

After a while, one leg with woolen trousers stretched out from under the quilt, stepped on the other leg through the quilt, and rubbed against it.

Rubbling and rubbing, Mo Shenyou woke up, narrowing his eyes, turning over, facing up, looking at the familiar ceiling, not knowing what Xixi is.

After a while, I remembered that I had changed back into a human being again. I rushed back last night to celebrate the New Year with Song Zi, and then, I ate Song Ziqian beautifully...

Song Ziqian!

Mo Shen quickly turned over and sat up, leaning over to see if Song Ziqian was awake.

Song Ziqian closed his eyes, half of his face was hidden under the quilt, and his scattered hair covered his forehead, making him look more and more soft.

Mo Shen breathed a sigh of relief, it’s okay, it’s okay, it’s said on the Internet, the next day after finishing it, you must cook a hearty breakfast for your daughter-in-law, the person below is quite tired when doing indescribable things , To keep them well at any time, in order to ensure that they will not get sick.

Mo Shen dressed quickly and went downstairs. It was too late to make breakfast, and it was the same for making lunch.

After a while, Song Ziqian woke up and wanted to turn over, but he felt as if his whole body had been crushed by a truck. It was extremely sore, especially the indescribable parts below the waist, which felt cool and windy.

Squinting his eyes, he stretched out his hand to touch the bed, but he didn't feel the warm body he imagined.

Song Ziqian was startled, sat up with his eyes wide open, and looked around the room.

No no……