The beautiful god of war just wants to raise a dog [Quick Transmigration]

"It's here." Song Shu stretched out his hand to open the car door, "Goodbye, Mr. Shen."

"Aren't you going to invite me to sit down?" Shen Chengfeng grabbed his hand and rubbed it carefully in the palm of his hand, "I don't want to part with you, I want to stay with you for a while longer, is that okay?"

Song Shu's fingers moved subconsciously, and he lowered his eyes to meet the man's deep and gentle gaze, exerted a slight force on his wrist, and Shen Chengfeng got out of the car along with the force.

Then he held Song Shu's hand and followed him directly into the apartment. The driver in the car was very understanding and consciously drove the car to the parking lot.

Because of the good location, Song Shu's apartment is still the same and has not been changed.The simple layout and pattern are obviously far from Shen Chengfeng's style of painting. The pair of exquisite ruby ​​cufflinks on his cuffs alone may be more expensive than all the furniture combined.

But Shen Chengfeng didn't dislike it. Instead, he looked at his small apartment with great interest, and expressed a few opinions from time to time. One of the pillar industries of the Shen's consortium is real estate, and Shen Chengfeng is no stranger to mentioning this.

Song Shu responded while making tea for him at the tea table. He scooped tea leaves from a mahogany spoon and put them into a gaiwan. After the boiling water drenched, the steam rose with the fragrance of tea. His fingers picked up the celadon gently and evenly, as if Qiongzhi, which blooms in winter, has icy muscles and bones, and the fingertips are still dyed with a touch of pink.

Well-brewed tea is eye-catching, and it is made by Song Shu, which gives people a pure, clean, and soul-stirring aesthetic feeling.

Shen Chengfeng looked at his graceful profile with deep eyes, and thought of something interesting, a smile slowly formed on the corner of his lips.

"Thank you." After taking the teacup he handed over, Shen Chengfeng took a few sips, and suddenly said casually, "I saw a picture of me on the wall of your bedroom, why, are you studying me?"

Song Shu snapped his fingers, feeling a little embarrassed.

Of course, this is not the photo he hung up, but he didn't care about it, so he kept it there.Besides the photo, he did find relevant news reports about Shen Chengfeng, and Xiao Qi also found a lot for him.

"It's sort of," he said.

Gently putting down the teacup, Shen Chengfeng slowly unbuttoned the two buttons of his suit, and then the cuffs, "What do you want to know? I can tell you directly."

"..." Before Song Shu could answer, the man leaned over, and then, he was picked up horizontally. The room was so small that he walked into the bedroom in two steps, and Shen Chengfeng pressed him on the bed.

Shen Chengfeng is used to being a gentleman, and Song Shu was really taken aback by his sudden move. He opened his eyes slightly and looked at the man who was close at hand. Before he could refuse, a soft and restrained kiss was printed on the corner of his lips.

The corners of his lips are so soft and fragrant, even this level of contact makes one's heart flutter.

Shen Chengfeng caressed his cheek, his eyes were full of tenderness, "If you don't want to talk about feelings, then at least let me charge some interest?"

"Let me kiss you, okay?"

He coaxed him gently and patiently, his magnetic hoarse voice rang in his ears, the hug was mixed with the mellow fragrance of tea and men's perfume, even if Song Shu wanted to refuse, he didn't know how to speak.

What's more, his boxing skills seem to be no match for this person.

Physiological teardrops oozed out of the corners of his eyes when he was in a mood, but Shen Chengfeng didn't want to let him go, so he kissed him lightly, and told him "crying is useless".

But then, a burst of mobile phone ringing broke the ambiguous atmosphere in the bedroom. The ringing sound was insistent. At first, it was only Shen Chengfeng's pocket. Who knows, Song Shu's also started to ring after a while.

Forced to be helpless, Shen Chengfeng had no choice but to get up and go outside to answer the phone, Song Shu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hello?" He felt that his mobile phone was connected, but there was no sound from the other side. He asked several times and still did not answer, so he had to hang up the phone in a daze.

"Are you sure that Dafan Shipping is bankrupt? Well... Got it." Outside Shen Chengfeng also ended the call, and when he came back and parted with Song Shu, the man's face was obviously not very good, but he still took his hand and kissed him, telling him to rest early before leaving.

Song Shu touched the back of his hand, unable to tell what it was like.

Are you in love...

The master has been encouraging him to find a Taoist companion for a long time, but he has always refused.On the one hand, because of the hook, more because of the hurdle that he couldn't get over in his heart.

In his impression, no matter how sane and strong a person is, if he falls in love, he will lose himself and do some stupid things, such as his mother, such as Gu Nianbin.

Song Shu didn't want to become like that, nor did he want his other half to sink deeply for him, so he rejected Gou Chen's love at the beginning, and was also afraid that Shen Qian in this world would repeat the same mistakes.

But if it was Shen Chengfeng... Shen Chengfeng gave him a very special feeling. The relationship between them was based on a deal. He really indulged him, but Song Shu didn't give in.If things continue like this, maybe they can really form a relationship where each gets what he wants.

After all, he is not disgusted with being close to him so far, and he needs an identity that can get close to Shen Qian without making him think too much.

……

On the top floor of the International Chamber of Commerce Building, a man in a neat suit stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows and looked at the night view of the city. The phone in his hand had just been hung up.

Closing his eyes, the elegant figure of the man dancing with the sword appeared in front of his eyes. His slender and flexible waist had been writhing in his arms, and his lower abdomen was stretched out to meet the touch. The cold and ascetic face also appeared. There used to be gorgeous flushes all over, buried in his neck, biting his lips and panting...

And all this is being occupied by another person at this moment, that person is still his father.

Holding the phone tightly with his fingers until blue veins emerged, Shen Qian fidgeted a cigarette and lit it. The scarlet cigarette butts flickered in the darkness, making his black eyes unfathomable.

Suddenly there was a sound at the door, and a man wearing glasses pushed the door in with a serious expression, "President, I think this matter was done too hastily, Mr. Shen may find that it was you who did it."

Special Assistant Wu rarely speaks to Shen Qian in this tone, but what happened tonight is unreasonable. Who would have thought that Shen Qian would suddenly withdraw Dafan's working capital to speed up his bankruptcy just to disturb Huang Chen Chengfeng's date, This was a key part of their plan to deal with competitors.

Shen Qian made such a move, not only was more than half a month of preparations in vain, if Shen Chengfeng found out that Shen Qian was obstructing it, it would definitely create a huge obstacle for him to take over the Shen family.

Any wolf in the prime of life can't tolerate the young minions threatening his status, even if it is his own flesh and blood.

It is impossible for Shen Qian not to understand this truth.

"nothing."

Special assistant Wu heard the man's deep and magnetic voice, which sank steadily into the night, like magic, "I have other arrangements, don't worry."

With just one word, my heart was firmly put back in my stomach.

"I have something else to ask you." Knocking off a piece of ash on the edge of the ashtray, Shen Qian leaned on the desk and relaxed his posture slightly, "I heard that his acting skills are not good?"

"Uh... ah?"

"It looks good today." Shen Qian said lightly, "What's going on?"

"This problem... It is said that Mr. Song is not full of emotion and his lines are relatively poor, so it is very difficult to act in explosive scenes." Special assistant Wu quickly sorted out the unresolved words and gave an accurate answer. He thought that There will be no better deputy than myself.

"Heh... isn't he pretty good at dropping pearls, tears are like buns."

"But Mr. Song doesn't seem to like to laugh." Unable to complain about his description, Wu Tezhu added, "I heard from Mr. Song's assistant that I haven't seen him laugh much."

"I don't like to laugh..." Shen Qian slowly exhaled a puff of bluish-white smoke, and said, "That's really not okay."

……

When Song Shu was eating that day, he happened to catch a glimpse of assistant Xiaoqi's mobile phone desktop, and immediately moved over, regardless of the food in his mouth, his eyes sparkling, "Kuo-love."

Xiaoqi immediately handed the phone to his eyes. On it was a cute bichon frize with a red bow tied on the top of its head. She asked expectantly, "Do you like dogs?"

Song Shu nodded, his cheeks bulging, "I like it very much."

"It's called Xiaodou. It's three years old. I'll bring it for you to play someday."

Song Shu nodded heavily.

……

The director of the financial department took the report to the president's office to report to Shen Qian, and suddenly heard a whimpering sound, he subconsciously stopped, but seeing Shen Qian's cold expression, he didn't dare to ask, but fortunately, Special Assistant Wu reminded him He asked him to continue, and the report was successfully completed.

Before leaving the door, he heard two more "woo hoots", which seemed to come from the lounge, the whining of a little milk dog.

His cold and serious CEO keeps a dog in the office?

The cfo shook his head, feeling that this assumption was absurd.

Shen Qian opened the door to the lounge, and the golden retriever puppy that was bouncing on the carpet immediately ran to his feet, wagging its tail excitedly at him, and circling around his suit pants.

Shen Qian stared at the little thing with a straight face for a while, squatted down, and ordered: "Shake hands."

The puppy put its paws on his palm while sticking out its tongue.

"Change one."

The puppy changed a paw.

"Turn around."

Puppy circles happily.

"Call."

"Wang Wang!"

After checking all the skills, Shen Qian stood up with satisfaction, and waved to Special Assistant Wu, "Give it to him to relieve his boredom."

Special assistant Wu hugged the cute little golden retriever without saying a word.

"Wait." Shen Qian stopped him again, rubbing his knuckles against his chin for a moment, "Do you think you should tie him a bow?"

"...President, this is just a male dog."

"Then tie a bow tie." Shen Qian decided, "Go."

Of course, Special Assistant Wu didn't need to ask who to give it to. The puppy was handed over to Xiao Qi that afternoon, saying that it was a gift from his manager to Song Shu, and he wanted him to have fun filming.

Song Shu was indeed very happy, as the fluffy and warm puppy was hugged in his arms, all troubles would be gone.The key point is that this puppy is very obedient, does not bark or make trouble, can defecate at fixed points, shake hands and circle around, it is very pleasing.

There is a small forest next to the production crew. When Song Shu is not in the show, he takes the puppy for a walk in the forest. He can also recite his lines and practice his facial expressions. Anyway, few people come here, so he will not feel uncomfortable.

"You tell him this, does it understand?"

One day, he was using the puppy as the heroine's dialogue, when a slightly mocking voice suddenly sounded behind him.

Song Shu turned his head, the man was wearing a neat suit, a tie clip of real gold and silver was fastened on the black dark pattern tie, and one hand was in the pocket of his trousers. He was looking at him quietly with downcast eyes .

"...Mr. Shen?" He stood up, obviously surprised by his appearance.

Shen Qian responded, his eyes fell on the fluffy body, he raised his hand and snapped his fingers, his posture was very handsome and unruly, "Stupid dog."

The golden retriever puppy immediately ran happily to Shen Qian's feet, circling around him, its little tail wagging like a propeller.

"It's very close to you." Song Shu marveled.The heart said, could it be that like attracts like?

"Stupid dogs wag their tails at everyone, good dogs only wag their tails at their masters." Shen Qian didn't know what he was thinking, and said lazily, "This one is obviously not smart."

"You're right." Song Shu found his words even more funny, and nodded with pursed lips.He bent down to pick up the puppy, pinched the puppy's paw and waved at the man, "But it's cute."

Puppy: "Wow!"

The two looked at each other for a moment, Shen Qian slowly looked away, his eyes flickered slightly, "... isn't it good at laughing?"

Song Shu was stunned, and quickly understood what he was talking about, and couldn't help but smile, "Filming is different." He said, "It's hard to laugh when you know it's a plot."

"I like dogs, so it's enough to treat the other actors as dogs." Shen Qian took the script in his hand and casually flipped through it, "Sit down, I'll play with you."

Song Shu blinked.

"What?" Shen Qian raised his eyebrows.

"No..." Hiding the surprise and joy in his heart, he pointed to the clothes, "It will be dirty."

The costume she was wearing was pure white, and it would be conspicuous if it was stained with dust, otherwise Song Shu didn't mind sitting on the ground covered with yellow leaves at all.

Shen Qian checked his pockets and looked him up and down, unable to tell what emotion was in his eyes, and finally saw him snorting softly, took off his expensive suit jacket, and spread it on the ground.

"Troublemaker." The man turned his head and said in a low voice, clenching his hands into fists against his lips.

"..." Song Shu heard it.

"Not satisfied? Do you want to sit on my lap?" Shen Qian asked.

"..."

"Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore, don't cry."

"...I didn't want to cry."

"I was wrong, ah."

"……you are right."

Gou Chen in this life is indeed a bit irritating, but Song Shu can still feel his kindness towards him.Sitting on the man's suit with his knees hugged, he spoke to him line by line. The golden retriever dog kept having fun around the two of them. When passing by Shen Qian's stretched long legs, he even stepped on his suit pants. print.

Song Shu couldn't help laughing, he tugged on the man's sleeve, "Can you leave me a contact information?"

Shen Qian glanced sideways at him for a while, "Take out the phone."

Song Shu handed him the phone, Shen Qian found WeChat and clicked on it, the two had already added friends, and Shen Qian even sent him a message, but he never saw it, nor did he reply to any of it.

"I know why this dog becomes stupid."

Shen Qian taunted, and took the mobile phone in front of him to guide him to use the chat software, "If you don't like typing, just send a voice, press this—"

He taught him little by little patiently, and asked him to send a message to himself on the spot. Song Shu held his mobile phone and entered "Hello" solemnly, with a well-behaved and reserved appearance.The wind blew, and a strand of sideburns fell on the cheeks, making the hair softer and blacker, and the skin was almost transparent... The two were very close, and he could already smell the faint fragrance of white plums.

"Thank you, I will remember." Song Shu suddenly turned his face to the side, his soft hair brushed gently over the man's tall nose, Shen Qian almost fell into obsession for a moment, just wanted to hug him into his arms and bury him in his hair , sniffing deeply the fragrance of his body.

"It's okay, you can too..." Shen Qian paused, his voice slightly hoarse, "You can call me, and I will answer."

Song Shu smiled again, with a faint light in his eyes, "Okay."

"Yo, when did my brother get so free?"

Suddenly, a voice broke the silence in the woods, with malicious intent and temptation, "Why can't I find you when I want to find you?"

Song Shu looked up, and the boy who took the test was wearing big sunglasses and casual sportswear, and he was standing not far away, looking at them carelessly.

"Xiao Lang." Song Shu stood up and greeted the boy.They have met before, as early as the first day he entered the group, Shen Lang had visited him out of curiosity.

Shen Lang threw away his sunglasses, and rushed over to hook Song Shu's neck, "Oh, Dad let me out, I didn't expect you to still be here." He looked at Song Shu with a smile, "You won't really You want to be my little mother, although my little mother is also good, but I always think it's too cheap for my dad."

Shen Lang shouted one after another, Song Shu just took off his arm and didn't pay much attention, but Shen Qian's face behind him was terribly gloomy, his eyes seemed to be mixed with ice, which made people shudder.

Shen Lang shivered from his stare, then he straightened his back, narrowed his eyes and said, "Brother, what are you doing here? I look at you to mean to pick on my little mother? Believe it or not, let me tell you Dad?"

Shen Qian was about to speak, when Song Shu's cell phone rang suddenly, and he saw the caller's name when he lowered his eyes, and his heart was suddenly suffocated.

It was Shen Chengfeng who called and asked Song Shu to meet in a few days.

Song Shu simply agreed and hung up the phone.He knocked on Shen Lang's head casually, and said lightly: "Don't talk nonsense."

He said, "After all, I am your elder."

Shen Qian had a lump in his throat, and his face was extremely ugly.