The owner always thinks I'm a dog

Vaguely, Zhou Zhou felt the surrounding fog suddenly formed. It was very thin at first, but gradually thickened. It was so thick that he gradually couldn't see the scene in front of him clearly. He could only faintly hear a familiar and unfamiliar voice sounding in the distance.

'It's just a dog, and it's worth doing this for it? '

'It suffers for me and I can't just leave it alone. '

'...you really decided? '

'You've known me for so long, when did you ever hear me tell a joke? 'The voice paused for a long time, then said lightly,'It's for me, I should accompany it. '

'...Thousand-year thunder calamity, can you stand it? '

'You underestimate me too, it's just Lei Jie, I haven't taken it seriously yet. '

"Hmm..." Zhou Zhou frowned, unconsciously rubbed his arms behind her, and murmured, "Master..."

'Silly dog, I'm here to accompany you. '

The white-clothed deity descended from the sky, with a beautiful and beautiful appearance, far surpassing the thousands of colors in the world. The cold and ruthless frosty face in the rumors is always as gentle as jade when approaching him.It seems that he wants to take a step, but he can't move, he wants to say something, but his throat is tightly locked, the only thing he can do is to look at him so obsessively, his heart hurts sharply, tears are rolling, but he can't bear to let go Blink.

'Don't be afraid, I'm here,' the hands were too gentle, brushed gently over the top of the head, and dropped another kiss, 'You are mine, and no one can punish you, not even God. '

"Master... don't..."

Duan Ling was awakened by the terrified screams in his ears, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the boy in his arms trembling all the time, he was startled, quickly shook his shoulders, and called him in a low voice, "Zhouzhou? Zhouzhou, wake up."

Zhou Zhou trembled all over, opened his eyes suddenly, and his back was covered in cold sweat against Duan Ling.Duan Ling was frightened by him, so he quickly hugged him and patted him, coaxing, "What's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?"

Zhou Zhou was in a daze for a long time, and after a long time, he turned around in a daze, looked up at Duan Ling's face in a daze.

"What's wrong?" Duan Ling probed his forehead, "Why are you sweating all over your body?"

"Uh..." Zhou Zhou came back to his senses and blinked in confusion, "It seems... I had a dream."

"Huh? What did you dream about?"

"I dreamed that you flew down..." Zhou Zhou frowned, unable to remember, and said depressedly, "I also called me a silly dog ​​in my dream..."

Duan Ling smiled, stretched out his hand to pinch his nose, "Is there a psychological shadow? Calling you a silly dog ​​will scare you like this?"

Zhou Zhou was still in a daze and didn't speak.

Duan Ling sighed, and said, "Then you won't bark anymore, will it?"

"No, don't," Zhou Zhou said subconsciously, "Just... just call it that, it's good."

Duan Ling was puzzled, but he didn't ask too much. He fished the little guy into his arms and kissed him again, "Sleep, I'll sleep with you in my arms."

Being surrounded by him, his gaze happened to fall on the birthmark on Duan Ling's chest. Zhou Zhou looked at it for a long time, but for some reason, his heart skipped a beat. kissed.

Duan Ling shivered, pinned his head and threatened, "Don't play with fire."

Zhou Zhou suddenly hugged Duan Ling's waist tightly, and said stupidly, "Little master, I suddenly feel... so happy."

"what?"

"Being hugged by you like this makes me feel super happy," Zhou Zhou felt it for a while, then nodded vigorously, "Really, I really can't bear to let you go."

Duan Ling was delighted in his heart, but hummed, "Of course, you are a blessing that you have cultivated in several lifetimes. How many people want to be hugged by me like this, but I hug a dog."

Zhou Zhou: "..."

This person is really... nothing to talk about.

The two whispered for a while, Zhou Zhou soon fell asleep again, no more strange dreams, and slept very peacefully in Duan Ling's arms.

The time passed quickly afterwards, and Zhou Zhou studied the script for several days, and finally waited until "The Eunuch" was about to start.

Duan Ling was still worried, and decided to accompany Zhou Zhou to the set for two days.The two packed their luggage, and Mao Xiaoyu went downstairs to pick it up. Duan Ling was about to load the suitcase into the car, when the phone rang suddenly, and it was bad news.

"Director Feng had a big quarrel with his wife, and he had a heart attack when he got excited, so he passed it!" Mu Tong said urgently, "I just came back from the rescue, but the doctor said it's a bit serious, at least two or three months can't be too tiring, So this play..."

Duan Ling looked at the script that Zhou Zhou had been reciting in his hand, his mood sank, and he frowned, "So should we push it back? How long?"

Mu Tong hurriedly explained, "Director Feng has this thing in mind. He just woke up and told him not to push, so he asked him to take him up with his hands. Oh, he was also the assistant director of Yao Rui's movie before, and asked him to film for him. He said that he had told his apprentice before many of the storyboards, and it seemed quite reassuring. Let me tell you, the director may have to be replaced."

Delaying for three months or changing the director, I can't say which one has the greater loss, but Director Feng has always been very reliable, and the person who can trust him should not be bad. Duan Ling asked some more details, and he was a little relieved. Hang up the phone quickly.

Mao Xiaoyu saw that his expression was wrong, and asked, "Is something wrong? I heard the voice of Assistant Mu?"

Duan Ling briefly said, and concluded, "So it's time to change the director."

Mao Xiaoyu's expression was not quite right, as if hesitating to speak, it took him a long time to ask, "Which apprentice is he...?"

Duan Ling reached for the luggage on the ground, picked it up and threw it into the trunk, and said casually, "Wang Ziwen, you should have heard of the young man who won the best new director last year, right?"

Mao Xiaoyu: "..."

On the way, Zhou Zhou slept on Duan Ling's shoulder for a while, because he was flying to a domestic city and arrived in a few hours.

It was the first time for Zhouzhou to meet a fan coming to pick him up from the airport. As soon as he went out, he saw a group of fans screaming non-stop holding up a light board with his name on it. The fans were so excited all the way, they shook hands, signed autographs and took group photos. They didn’t find it annoying at all, and felt very fresh. They coaxed all the fans to tears, and I couldn’t close my eyes with joy. Mouth.

After finally getting out of the crowd, Zhou Zhou said excitedly, "My God, so many people like me!"

Duan Ling cut out, "Why do you think your cultivation value has increased?"

"But this is the first time I've seen it with my own eyes. They are so crazy. There was a girl just now. If the security guards didn't stop her, she would have rushed to kiss me."

Duan Ling blew his beard and stared, "She dares!"

Zhouzhou looked happy, "She is so beautiful, hey, why did she get stopped?"

Duan Ling: "..."

Zhou Zhou: "Hahaha, I'm kidding you."

Duan Ling didn't feel his humor at all, and just snorted and snorted, "Restrain me on the set, if you dare to mess with flowers, I'll kill you tonight."

Zhou Zhou's eyes lit up, and he said happily, "Really? I haven't done it for a few days, come on, come on!"

Duan Ling: "..."

The two of them didn't notice that Mao Xiaoyu was very silent all the way, talking and laughing, they arrived at the hotel designated by the crew.In the evening there was a start-up dinner, Zhou Zhou changed his clothes and went to find Mao Xiaoyu, Mao Xiaoyu said he was not feeling well and decided not to go, Zhou Zhou didn't think much, and took Duan Ling along with him.

After eating and drinking, Zhou Zhou said excitedly, "The actors in this show are so good-looking! Even the director is so handsome, I think I will be able to perform exceptionally well!"

Duan Ling rolled his eyes and didn't bother to pay attention to him.

Zhouzhou babbled on for a long time but no one came to support him. He was depressed, and he lay on the bed and groaned, "Why are you ignoring me?"

Duan Ling crossed his legs to watch TV, glanced at him, and hummed louder, "What do you care about? Go crazy with you?"

Zhouzhou pursed his lips, seeing that his complexion was really bad, he hurried over to him, and said flatteringly, "Are you angry again?"

"Humph."

"Hey, don't be angry," Zhou Zhou went to rub against him, lay on his lap and looked up, blinking his eyes to be good, "shall I sing for you?"

Duan Ling continued to hum, "Don't listen."

"Then tell you a story?"

"Not interested in."

"Then...then I sit on it and move by myself?"

"Not interested."

Zhouzhou's mouth was flattened, and he was about to cry, "Then what are you going to do?"

"Humph!"

Zhouzhou coaxed him for a long time to no avail, he was a little sad, he tugged on Duan Ling's sleeve and said pitifully, "Don't you be angry..."

"Do you still know that you are afraid that I will be angry?" Duan Ling stared at him with raised eyebrows, purely using the topic to play, trying to cure his problem, "I accompanied you all the way here, just to hear you praise this handsome, that beautiful, this and this sexy, Does that have a nice smile? Is it my disease or yours?"

"……I'm sick."

"Just know it." Duan Ling pushed him away, turned off the TV, turned over and lay on the bed, "I don't want to talk today, you can reflect on it yourself."

Zhou Zhou: "..."

Duan Ling said that's what he said. In fact, he had listened to the movement with his ears open since he lay down. He prepared Zhou Zhou and then came over to cling to him, and then picked him up. He taught him a few words and hugged him to sleep, but after waiting for a long time, there was no movement on the other side. , but rustled for a while, then suddenly opened the door and went out.

Duan Ling: "..."

Duan Ling had no choice but to get up holding his breath, put on a pair of shoes and go out.After walking outside for a long time, I found the shadow of the little guy in the garden.Zhou Zhou was squatting on the edge of the flower bed, not knowing what he was thinking, holding a wooden stick and gesturing on the ground.Duan Ling walked over and stopped beside him, Zhou Zhou shivered for a moment, but didn't move, but moved a few inches to the other side, and his whole body shrank even smaller.

Duan Ling: "...Why are you squatting here?"

Zhouzhou: "...well."

"What's the matter?" Duan Ling squatted down and grabbed his gesticulating hand, "I just said a few words about you, and you lost your temper?"

"...I didn't lose my temper."

Zhou Zhou lowered his head, and the small wooden stick in his hand fell to the ground. Only then did Duan Ling see clearly what he was gesturing on the ground. It was a graffiti, drawing a small person walking with a dog. Duan Ling's heart softened. After a while, just as he was about to soften, Zhou Zhou suddenly jumped forward, jumped into his arms, and carefully rubbed against him.

"Little master, don't hate me," Zhou Zhou whispered, a little scared, "If you hate me, I...I don't even want to live."

Duan Ling trembled, a little dazed, Zhou Zhou rubbed against him again, hugged him carefully, whimpered like a small animal, and looked at him pitifully, "Don't ignore me..."

Duan Ling's heart melted, and he couldn't hold back any longer, so he quickly hugged him back, and said depressedly, "Isn't that because of you?"

Zhou Zhou nodded obediently, "I won't call others handsome in the future."

Duan Ling hummed, thinking, this is more or less the same.

Zhou Zhou: "I feel handsome in my heart so I don't say anything."

Duan Ling: "..."

Zhou Zhou carefully looked at his face, and added, "I think I'm more handsome than you, and I can't say anything, don't worry, little master."

Duan Ling: "..." Don't worry.

"Are you still angry?"

Duan Ling looked down at his flattering eyes, how could he be angry?It's gone early.He got up and took someone's little paw, and snorted, "Where is it so angry?"

Zhou Zhou walked close to him, smiling like a good baby, "Going back?"

Duan Ling rolled the eyes of the dead fish and said "ah".

"Go back and watch TV?"

"dont see."

"Then why?"

Duan Ling stopped in his tracks, picked up his princess, lifted him up and kissed her mouth fiercely, and said viciously, "Fuck you, fuck you to death!"

Zhou Zhou: "...Hey."

So I was almost fucked to death that night, and I was half an hour late for the startup the next day, but the new director didn't have a temper, so he asked him to go to make up after a few simple words.Zhou Zhou really wanted to tell someone how handsome the new director was, but he didn't dare to tell Duan Ling, so he had no choice but to go crazy with Mao Xiaoyu.

"Brother Xiaoyu, the director is so handsome, have you seen his eyelashes? Why are they so long! They look fake."

Mao Xiaoyu let out an oh, but didn't say anything.

"He has a good temper. I haven't scolded me for being late for so long," he said happily, "I think I might not be scolded too badly this time, hehe."

Mao Xiaoyu gave another absent-minded hum.

Zhouzhou finally felt something was wrong, and waved his hands in front of his eyes, "Hey! What are you thinking?"

Mao Xiaoyu suddenly came back to her senses, "Huh? Oh, you're right."

"...you're not listening at all, what's the matter? Are you sick?"

Mao Xiaoyu pursed her lower lip and shook her head, "It's okay, I'm a little tired."

Obviously he didn't want to talk about it, so Zhou Zhou didn't ask any more questions, and went to filming after finishing his makeup.

Because of the detailed preparations, the whole day of shooting was unexpectedly smooth.Zhou Zhou didn't have many lines in the early stage, he was only responsible for pretending to be crazy and acting stupid. This is still his specialty.

When I returned to the hotel that night, I smelled the smell of meat as soon as I opened the door. Zhou Zhou swallowed instinctively, and found that the room had been decorated, and a table was dragged out in the middle, and several candles were lit on it. There is also wine on both sides, and a plate of filet mignon that is grilled to overflowing aroma.

Zhou Zhou was a little dazed, seeing Duan Ling coming out of the corner, he opened his arms and waved towards him, "Come on, silly dog."

Zhou Zhou immediately understood that this was a candlelight dinner he had prepared for himself. He was so happy that he jumped over, threw himself into his arms, and kissed him hard, "It smells so good, I'm hungry after smelling it." !"

Duan Ling put his arms around him and patted his little head, hesitated for a moment, and whispered, "Yesterday...well, I'm sorry, I have a bad attitude, and I apologize to you."

Zhou Zhou blinked, dumbfounded.

"Did it make you sad yesterday?" Duan Ling pursed his lower lip and sighed again, "I'll pay attention in the future and don't lose my temper."

"...Hey," Zhou Zhou became happy after realizing it, and smiled with his arms around him, "Are you apologizing to me on purpose?"

"……what."

Zhou Zhou hugged his neck tightly, took a deep breath, and gave him a hard chin, "Little master, you are so kind, I love you so much!"

Duan Ling's squinted eyes were full of smiles, but he said with a bluff on purpose, "Look, which of those handsome guys would do these things to you?"

Zhou Zhou smiled, kissed him again, and said, "Look at it too! I wouldn't kiss them like that."

Duan Ling raised his eyebrows and snorted, "You try kissing me, it won't kill you."

Zhou Zhou cocked his tail and said, "Come on, come on, come on and beat me to death!"

So the two got bored together and fed each other dinner spoonful by spoonful. The pink bubbles circled around, and the atmosphere was so overwhelming that it was impossible to see.

Even doing that kind of thing that night became tender and tender. It was rare for Duan Ling not to toss him with all his strength. The kisses and hugs were all warm and soft. Zhou Zhou felt that his whole body was trapped in cotton candy, so sweet. It's soft and soft, and I'm so happy that my head is going to faint.

Finally, before falling asleep with Duan Ling in his arms, he couldn't help whispering in his ear, "Duan Ling, I really like you."

This was the first time that Zhou Zhou called him by name and surname. Duan Ling's heart trembled when he heard it, and he couldn't help pressing him into the socket of his shoulder, and he answered in a low voice with his lips close to his ear, "What a coincidence, I am too. Woolen cloth."

Zhou Zhou fell asleep with a contented face amidst the sweet whispers that were a bit dreamy.

The days after that were much faster. Duan Ling accompanied him for two days and returned to the company. Zhou Zhou was immersed in acting career, and gradually fell in love with acting, and his attitude became more serious and diligent.The whole crew likes him very much, takes good care of him, and is willing to give him advice, so although his acting skills are still blunt, they are slowly improving little by little.

Life seems to be very smooth, colleagues get along well, and work is smooth sailing. The only dissatisfaction is only one thing.

"I miss you so much," Zhou Zhou cried while watching Duan Ling on the opposite side of the video, "I miss you hugging me, I miss you kissing me, I miss your grilled steak, I want to go home, woo woo woo..."

I really cried, and the more I talked, the more I cried, "I really miss you, woo woo woo, I want to go home..."

Duan Ling's heart was broken by his crying, so he hurriedly told him stories, jokes, and dirty jokes, but nothing he said tonight was useless, the little guy had obviously reached his limit, just like a homesick primary school student calling his mother Yes, weeping heartbroken.

"Then what should I do? I have a very important meeting tomorrow, why don't I go? To accompany you?"

Zhouzhou continued to cry, and refused while crying, "No, you have your meeting, I just... woo, I just want to act like a baby..."

My little ancestor, you are not acting like a baby, you are acting like a knife.

Duan Ling didn't sleep well all night, and the damn investment meeting lasted for three consecutive days, so he really couldn't be absent, so Duan Ling's mood changed from cloudy to cloudy to heavy rain for three consecutive days, and his whole face was cloudy.When he thought of Zhou Zhou crying, his heart ached so hard that he couldn't even sleep well.

So on the third night, President Duan, who couldn't bear it any longer, went to the living room for the first time, his body was hot, he closed his eyes, turned the dog's head that had been broken off on the coffee table, and vented his anger, finally feeling a little better.

But when his mind cleared up, Mr. Duan looked down at his bird, and his mood became even worse.