The actor's dog is being stupid every day

After Mo Shen finished the porridge, he picked out a celadon bowl, filled it carefully, and walked upstairs while blowing.

When he went upstairs, he kicked open the door with one foot and took a look inside, only to find that Song Ziqian was already awake, sitting on the bed, wearing black-rimmed glasses, and watching with a tablet.

Mo Shen: "Why are you sitting? Does your back hurt?"

Song Ziqian looked up at Mo Shen: "It's okay."

He lowered his head again and continued to look at the tablet.

Mo Shen walked over with the porridge, thinking, why isn't Song Ziqian curious about what I'm carrying?Slightly closer to the porridge bowl and smell it, it is quite fragrant, especially the aroma of red dates.

Mo Shen knelt on the bed and leaned over: "Ziqian, I made porridge."

Song Ziqian pursed his lips, covered the smile in his eyes, put down the tablet, and reached out to take it, but Mo Shen turned his wrist and refused.

Mo said affectionately, "I'll feed you."

Song Ziqian: ==

The two finished their sticky brunch, Song Ziqian was still resting upstairs, Mo Shen went down to wash the bowl, and was going to bring some fruit later.

When passing by the corridor, I heard Erbai's low, threatening growl, accompanied by the clatter of paws on the floor.

Mo Shen poked his head over to look, and saw Erbai jumping left and right, while a puppet stood outside the French window, holding up its paw, shaking it left and right to tease the dog.

...is boring enough.

Mo Shen put down the bowl, turned around and opened the French windows.

Erbai heard Mo Shen's footsteps, and quickly complained: "Aww!" Master, master, there is a cat here, it provokes me!

Mo Shen reached out and opened the window button: "This is my friend, little princess, it's just teasing you." After speaking, he kicked Erbai's butt with his toe: "Go and play by yourself."

Erbai groaned, bit the toy, and ran to the living room.

Mo Shen opened the window, Yan Yi jumped in nimbly, sat down in a seat, stretched out a paw and wiped his face.

"Meow meow." Yo, your son?It looks like you.

Mo Shen: ==

Yan Yi lowered his paws, and his eight beards trembled: "Meow, meow meow?" Just kidding, I heard the fireworks next door last night, so I guessed something must be wrong, I came to take a look in the morning, and I saw you , but aren't you dead?

Mo Shen: "I came back yesterday, well, my dog ​​body is dead, but my soul returned to my original body, so I woke up."

Yan Yi suddenly lowered his head in frustration, and sighed: "Meow meow." Alas, I thought you found some way to regain your body.

He raised his big blue eyes, looked up and down, and said in an envious tone, "Meow." Moreover, the tail and ears were gone.

Mo Shen turned around and sat down on the sofa: "I don't know what's going on either."

Yan Yi: "Meow meow." My original body has been cremated, so I definitely can't be resurrected from the dead like you, alas...

Ears and tail cannot be removed, and he looks completely different from his original self. It is impossible to convince Yan Guoze that he is his dead son, and the possibility of being sent to a mental hospital is relatively high.

Mo Shen: "By the way, has your matter been resolved? I have visited you several times before, but you are not here."

Yan Yi shook his head: "Meow." I went to the countryside with the Li family for a few days.The matter has not been resolved, but I found some evidence before, please put the mouse on Yan Guoze's table, he has already begun to suspect Su Hehe.

Mo Shen: "Doubt is not enough, there is no definite evidence?"

Yan Yi: "Meow meow." No, I searched all over the house, but couldn't find it.

Mo Shen leaned on the sofa, frowning: "Wouldn't it be impossible to take revenge?"

Yan Yi shook her tail: "Meow meow." I'm starting from Su Ran now, Su Hehe mostly listens to her brother, so there should be some clues.

Mo Shen: "Where can I help you? Now that I have become a human being, it will be much easier to do things."

Yan Yi licked his paw: "Meow." No need for now, I bribed the mice of Su Ran's house, they are watching him for me.

……

So, are critters more useful than people these days?

After thinking about it, that's right, it's much easier for mice and the like to sneak into a house than for people.

"So, why did we have to find the evidence by ourselves?" Not to mention the shocking, it was discovered.

...Suddenly I feel stupid.

Yan Yi's paws that wiped his face paused: "... Meow."... How did I know that I could find a mouse at that time.

Upstairs, Song Ziqian saw that Mo Shen had gone down to wash the dishes, and he hadn't come up after washing for so long, worried that something might happen to him again, so he put on a thick coat, got up and went downstairs.

Halfway up the stairs, I saw Mo Shen sitting on the sofa in the living room, and a puppet cat squatting opposite, one person and one cat were chatting about something.

That cat next door that can type?

Song Ziqian tightened his clothes, and continued to walk downstairs, his slippers stepped on the wooden boards, making a slight sound.

Erbai was tearing with the dog chewing glue by the stairs, and when he was shaking his head, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Song Ziqian who was going downstairs, was startled, and fled towards Mo Shen with his four legs thumping.

"Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

Hearing this, Mo Shen turned his head and saw Song Ziqian on the stairs at a glance. He hurried upstairs and held Song Ziqian's arm.

"How did you get down?"

Song Ziqian glanced at Mo Shen: "I'll come down and get something."

Mo Shen supported Song Ziqian's waist with the other hand: "It's fine to tell me not to take something, why do you want to come down by yourself?"

Song Ziqian: ==

He raised his hand and squeezed Mo Shen's face: "I'm not a porcelain doll."

Mo Shen's eyes widened: "Of course you are not a porcelain doll, in my heart you are made of jade, a priceless treasure!"

Song Ziqian's face was covered with black lines.

The other party doesn't want to talk to you, and throws an Erbai at you.

Yan Yi downstairs heard the conversation between the two of them, his teeth were sore from listening, and half of his face was bared, expressing that he didn't want to listen any more.

Mo Shen wanted to help Song Ziqian go downstairs, but was pushed away decisively by Song Ziqian.

Mo Shen was wronged, and followed behind with his head down. If he still had ears, they would probably be flat.

"This is my friend, you met before, the little princess next door." Mo Shen followed Song Ziqian, pointing to Yan Yi to introduce.

Song Ziqian nodded: "Hello."

Yan Yi raised a cat's paw: "Meow." Hello, hello.

Song Ziqian tilted his head and asked, "What did it say?"

Mo Shen winked, and thought of a saying, and made himself laugh: "Hahaha, it said sister-in-law is good, how polite."

……

Song Ziqian can be sure that the little princess must not have said so.

Yan Yi rolled his eyes, and didn't want to express any opinion on the IQ of the man in love.

"Meow meow." I went back first, and Li Sushan had to find me later.

After finishing speaking, he waved to Song Ziqian, turned around, and nimbly rushed out through the open French window.

Mo Shen automatically explained: "It said he went back, and his master will look for it later." This is the truth.

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In the afternoon, Song Ziqian didn't want to lie on the bed at all. No matter what he said, Mo Shen sat on the sofa in the living room with his laptop in his hand.

Mo Shen took two cushions and prepared one for Song Ziqian's waist and one for Song Ziqian's buttocks, so that he could sit more comfortably on the sofa.

Song Ziqian didn't want to stuff any of them, but Mo Shen kept walking around the sofa, muttering something after every two steps, like a little old lady, Song Ziqian had no choice but to compromise and put one behind his waist.

Since then, Mo Shen has been quiet for a while, obediently lying on the sofa and playing games on the pad.

Today is the first day of the Lunar New Year, and everyone is resting. As a result, there are too many people playing games online, and the servers are all stuck.

Mo Shen stared at the little chrysanthemum spinning on the screen, turned off the phone angrily, and didn't want to play any more.

Turned over, face up, ready to talk to Song Ziqian, when the doorbell rang.

"Ding dong-------"

Song Ziqian looked up, then moved his hand, ready to put down the computer and open the door.

Mo Shen turned over and sat up quickly, holding up a palm: "You sit, I will open the door."

After speaking, he ran to the door and opened it with a swipe.

Standing outside the door was Lin Tingrui, who was smiling and holding a pile of gift boxes, and Mo Qian, who was behind him looking at Mo Shen with a half-smile.

Mo Shen waved his hands decisively and prepared to close the door.

But Lin Tingrui bumped into him and blocked the door.

Lin Tingrui gritted his teeth: "Who are you? Why are you at Ziqian's house?"

Mo Shen closed the door vigorously: "I'm his boyfriend, of course I'm at his house."

Lin Tingrui: "Fart, Song Ziqian doesn't like men at all!"

Mo Shen smiled provocatively, "Ha, of course Song Ziqian doesn't like men, he only likes me."

Lin Tingrui:! ! ! !

Taking advantage of his shock, Mo Shen tried his best to close the door. It's Chinese New Year, these two guys, it's better not to let them in, especially Mo Qian, who didn't allow him to go back to the country. Fortunately, he was smart and asked the nurse to buy a plane ticket .

Mo Qian stretched out her hand, put it on the door, looked into Mo Shen's eyes, but said to Lin Tingrui: "He is my younger brother, indeed, Song Ziqian's boyfriend, after all, he sneaked back to the country before he was in good health, yes Is it? Brother."

Mo Shen felt goosebumps all over his body when he was watched, recalling the fear of being dominated by Mo Qian when he was young, he felt that his hairs were about to stand on end.

Song Ziqian put down the computer and walked over, asking, "Who's here outside?"

Mo Shen: "Who? No one, who sells insurance."

Lin Tingrui shouted: "It's me! Ziqian is me! Let me in!"

Song Ziqian glanced at the guilty Mo Shen, who obediently opened the door.

The two entered.

After entering, sit down on the sofa in the living room together.

Mo Shen sat next to Song Ziqian, and Mo Qian sat next to Lin Tingrui.

The atmosphere is bewildered and silent.

Lin Tingrui opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't ask. In fact, he could tell by looking.

The man was wearing Song Ziqian's clothes, and since he entered the door, he has been harassing Song Ziqian with small gestures. When he was sitting, he even put an arm around Song Ziqian's waist, but Song Ziqian refused. Anyone with a discerning eye could see the relationship between the two.

Just, just, a little bit unwilling.

Mo Qian was the first to speak: "Mr. Song, Tingrui and I are here to celebrate the New Year. I wish you a happy New Year."

Song Ziqian smiled: "Happy New Year."