The actor's dog is being stupid every day

Mo Shen was driving the car, secretly glancing at Song Ziqian, the co-driver, from time to time.

Song Ziqian stared blankly at the passing scenery outside the car window with his chin propped on his chin, not bothering to give Mo Shen the corner of his eye.

... Yabai, really angry, and very uncomfortable.

Mo Shen frowned, although he had explained just now that the milk tea was bought one and got one free, and he bought two cups so there were only four cups, but Song Ziqian hummed coldly and stopped talking.

It seems that he doesn't care about this matter, and it seems that he doesn't believe his own explanation.

So guilty and confused.

So... do you want to explain it again?

Mo Shen glanced at Song Ziqian again, coughed, and spoke up.

"Ziqian, what do you want for lunch? Chinese food or Western food?"

Song ●Indifferent ●Sulking ●Ziqian: "Chinese food."

"That's great. I also like Chinese food. I know where there are authentic Chinese restaurants that focus on Jiangsu and Zhejiang cuisine."

Song Ziqian: "I want to eat Sichuan cuisine."

! !Sichuan food? ?

Mo Shen asked again uncertainly: "Sichuan cuisine?"

Song Ziqian: "Yes, hot pot."

...It's terrible, I feel like my life is in danger.

Mo Shen has never been able to eat spicy food since he was a child. He is the kind of person who would sweat wildly if he tasted a little bit of spicy food.Therefore, I never eat Sichuan cuisine, not to mention the most popular hot pot.

Of course, hot pot also has a clear soup pot.

Mo Shen already felt like he was going to sweat. Just imagining the plate full of peppers made his tongue feel numb.

At that time, just order the mandarin duck pot. However, maybe Song Ziqian doesn't like spicy food, so he can order the clear soup pot.

However, reality is always cruel.

Song Ziqian not only didn't order the clear soup pot, but also ordered a series of dishes that took up half of the plate.

When the hot pot soup base was delivered, there was a thick layer of bright red chili peppers floating on the soup surface, small peppercorns, and miscellaneous ingredients that could not be named. A burst of pungent aroma hit his face, and Mo Shen's back was sweated a lot.

Sitting on a chair, Mo Shen held his chopsticks and called to the waiter next to him: "Waiter, please bring me some water."

After the waiter responded, he went to get a large cup of barley tea and brought it over.

When Mo Shen saw the water, he finally saw a glimmer of life.

Looking up at Song Ziqian again, he has already started to put sliced ​​meat, meatballs and other hot pot ingredients into the hot pot. All kinds of food are rolled in the red soup, and the sliced ​​meat will be cooked within ten seconds.

Song Ziqian picked up a piece of meat, shook off the soup, and put it in his mouth.

The whole face does not change color.

After eating one slice, another slice, Mo Shen swallowed his saliva while watching.

Him, doesn't he find it spicy?

My God, I ate almost a plate now, and I didn't drink water or sweat.

Finally, Song Ziqian, who was immersed in the ocean of delicious food, finally remembered that Mo Shen was still following him. He turned his head and glanced between putting the meat, and saw Mo Shen with his mouth slightly open, holding a teacup, and staring at the hot pot without blinking. The slices of meat tumbling inside looked like they were salivating.

...Is this introspection?Feeling sorry about the airport so you don't even eat?

Song Ziqian paused his hand for cooking meat, and suddenly felt that he was acting like a sissy.

In fact, I am not a person who cares about everything, but...

Alas, forget it, he didn't mean it either, so forgive him this time.

Song Ziqian picked up a colander of meat slices and carefully placed them on the plate in front of Mo Shen.

"Eat, don't just watch."

Mo Shen:! ! ! (⊙_⊙)

Why did you pinch me?Why did you suddenly pinch me?The baby does not want to eat!I am satisfied to see you eat, really, look at my sincere eyes.

Mo Shen looked at Song Ziqian pitifully, hoping that he could take back the pile of meat covered in chili oil and peppercorns, but it was obviously impossible.

Because of Mo Shen's expression, in Song Ziqian's eyes at this moment, tears filled his eyes, almost crying.

"Eat it, I forgive you." Song Ziqian saw that Mo Shen still didn't eat, so he explained again.

Forgive...does this mean that you will forgive me if I eat it?

Mo Shen pinched the cup and swallowed.

Fight! die!I will never try again!

Raising the cup in his hand, he drank all the barley tea with pride, put the cup back on the table, picked up the chopsticks, picked up the whole lump of meat, and stuffed it all into his mouth.

It's better to eat it slowly than to swallow it in one bite. Anyway, it needs to be spicy, and I would rather only be spicy this time.

As soon as the meat slices entered the mouth, the hot and spicy taste exploded on the tip of the tongue, just like drinking grandpa's liquor when I was a child.Holding back his tears, Mo chewed it twice and quickly swallowed it down. The pungent spicy taste traveled all the way from his throat to his stomach.

Song Ziqian, who watched the whole process: This is, it’s so delicious, are you crying?

So, he kindly fished out a large colander of balls, put them on the plate in front of Mo Shen, and smiled slightly: "Eat more if you like."

Mo cried bitterly, with sweat dripping from his forehead, he waved his hands with difficulty: "No, no, you can eat."

Song ●Natural Black ●Demon ●Ziqian pointed to the side dishes all over the table: "There are many more, let's eat together."

... Is my life coming to an end tonight?

At the end of the meal, Mo Shen was so spicy that he didn't feel it. He drank his stomach full of barley tea and could hear the sound of sloshing water when he walked.

His face was flushed, and his bangs were all wet with sweat, and strands of them hung on his forehead. From a distance, they looked like ultra-fashionable air bangs.

Song Ziqian's complexion didn't change at all except that his mouth was hot red, and there was only a little sweat on his forehead, which disappeared with a wipe with a tissue.

When he got up, Song Ziqian leaned over to help Mo Shen, his hands were sticky and sweaty.

After eating a hot pot, I was sweating all over. It was absolutely refreshing. Song Ziqian expressed his envy.

"belch---"

Mo Shen rubbed his stomach, and the belches were all spicy. Adding a 5 cent fire-breathing special effect must be especially suitable for the current situation.

After paying the money, I went out to drive. Mo Shen was floating the whole time while walking. He was drunk while others were drunk.

In the end, Song Ziqian was still driving the car, and Mo Shen said that he was too full to vomit if he drove again.

Song Ziqian thought, indeed, he ate a lot.

The hotel was booked in advance. After Song Ziqian entered the hotel name in the car's automatic navigation system, he drove according to the navigation.

Mo Shen tightened his seat belt, feeling a fire burning from his heart to his stomach, burning all the way.

It was rare that he didn't nagging Song Ziqian to chat, Song Ziqian saw him listless, guessed that he ate too much to support himself, remembering that Mo Shen had eaten once before when he was Xiaobai, and he almost vomited and diarrhea I was scared to death, so I worriedly asked: "Are you full?"

Mo Shen shook his head: "It's not enough, I drank too much water, just go to the hotel to go to the bathroom in a while and it will be fine."

"Does it hurt?"

"A bit."

"Or go to the hospital and at least prescribe some medicine for digestion."

Mo Shen waved his hand: "No need, I can't hold on." After speaking, he hiccupped again: "Hurry up, I can't hold it anymore, I want to go to the bathroom!"

Hearing this, Song Ziqian stepped on the accelerator to accelerate, and the car rushed out with a buzzing sound, overtaking two cars in a row.

Mo Shen, who was in the co-pilot, was suddenly slapped, and felt that his soul was about to come out of his body, and the water in his stomach was shaking and was about to squeeze out the food.

Quickly drove to the hotel, quickly took the room card, quickly went upstairs and opened the door, Mo Shen went straight to the bathroom.

At first, I didn't feel too restrained, but Song Ziqian drove all the way, and the more he drove, the more he couldn't bear it. It was already the limit to be able to bear going upstairs.

Song Ziqian closed the door with his backhand, turned on the lights, turned on the air conditioner, and turned on the ventilation. Standing at the door of the frosted glass bathroom, he asked more and more worriedly, "Are you really okay? Don't hold on."

Mo Shen sat on the toilet, his face was flushed, and his voice came out of his throat: "Well, it's all right, after using the toilet, everything will be fine."

Grumbling and diarrhea.

The whole bathroom stinks, even if there is a ventilation fan, it is useless.

After going to the toilet, Mo Shen stood by the sink and washed his hands in a relaxed suit. After washing, he washed his face and hair.

...I never want to eat hot pot again in this life.

Raising his hand to casually brush his hair, Mo Shen pushed open the glass door and went out.

Song Ziqian was sitting packing his luggage, when he saw Mo Shen coming out, he was about to ask how his body was doing, when he was stinked back.

Song Ziqian frowned and took a step back: "Don't come here yet."

Mo Shen stopped, with a puzzled expression on his face: "What's wrong?"

Song Ziqian: "Smelly."

Eh?Smelly?

Mo Shen raised his hand and sniffed the clothes, there was obviously no smell: "Where does it stink, there is no smell." After speaking, he wanted to go this way.

Song Ziqian raised his hand to stop it: "That's because you can't smell it yourself, it really stinks."

Mo Shen felt wronged: "You actually despise me for being stinky!"

Song Ziqian nodded honestly: "It really stinks, so don't come here."

……

I'm so wronged, but I still have to keep laughing.

In the afternoon, the two of them took a nap and slept until three o'clock.

When I got up, my mind was dizzy.

Mo Shen was mainly because he was too excited to fall asleep last night, and Song Ziqian was because he didn't rest well on the plane.

After getting up, he tidied up a little bit. Mo Shen considered that Song Ziqian had to adjust to the time difference and he should not be too tired, so he planned to stay in the hotel room to pass the time and go out for dinner in the evening.

Song Ziqian felt that he had had enough rest. Instead of staying in the room, he might as well go out for a stroll. After so many years and so many visits to the United States, he had never done a good stroll.

Of course, Mo ●daughter-in-law and son Nu ●Shen only had to agree, so the two mainly pretended to be Song Ziqian, and then went out.

I just went for a stroll around the nearby famous scenic spots and took a lot of photos, some selfies, some with the help of others, most of them were looking for foreign friends, afraid that Song Ziqian would be recognized.

It was rare that he could not hide from the crowd like in China, and he had never played like an ordinary person. Song Ziqian was in a good mood all afternoon, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was always hooked, which never disappeared.

In fact, not only can you play with all your heart, you can hold hands with your lover openly, walk around and take pictures without being looked at by others, everything is very good.

The two of them wandered around until after seven o'clock before going to dinner. They ate western food, steak, red wine and rose candles. They were in a particularly famous restaurant in the sky in the United States. It was not romantic.

What a great place to propose.

When Mo Shen was eating, he looked around, thinking about how to arrange the venue, how to take out the ring, and how to make a surprise proposal when the venue is booked out to propose.

Song Ziqian ate the steak silently and praised the deliciousness.