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

A few days ago, the production team released a batch of makeup photos of the characters, and Song Shu's male number two was on the list. As the director expected, his appearance caused quite a stir on the Internet.Because this ip is already popular, the character played by Song Shu is very popular, and the actor has not been announced before, so all the fans' eyes are focused on him in an instant.

"This little brother who plays the junior is too good-looking! Really beautiful junior!"

"Shenyan, my oh my god. There is no one of the best in the whole crew."

"Beautiful."

"Is it bjd? The modeling is not so good-looking."

"Report to Weibo, I will pay attention quickly!"

"Isn't it really the effect of P? I don't believe that people can grow up like this."

"I don't know how your acting skills are, don't be a vase."

"..."

Then, within a few days, the crew held a press conference, and all the main creative personnel appeared on stage, and the live broadcast was broadcast simultaneously on various platforms. This was the first time Song Shu was exposed to the public's attention.

As soon as he appeared behind the leading actor, the media cameras flashed quickly. He was wearing a slim white suit, and he didn't feel restrained on the stage, but he didn't speak, just stood aside coldly.However, his appearance and temperament are really outstanding, much better than anyone else, reporters and cameramen can't help but focus on him.

But he is really not suitable for this kind of occasion. When the host asks him questions, he will answer them as simply as possible, never saying a word.However, as a newcomer, this is actually very good. After all, he looks so good, if he is smart, the audience may feel disillusioned.

"Let me be honest, the new generation of entertainment industry has a ceiling of appearance."

"It's really beautiful, this is a fairy."

"You don't have to be a fan to save pictures."

"With her good looks and temperament, she will definitely be popular. If she is not popular, I will stand upside down and have diarrhea."

"So what if it's a vase, it's vans if it looks good, I can watch a hundred episodes with this face."

Song Shu's Weibo was also run by Xiaoqi under the order of her agent. After registration, her fans exceeded 50 overnight. daily life.But Song Shu is so good-looking that he can earn enough attention by taking photos casually, and almost every photo can go out of the circle and earn a wave of attention.

Not long after that, the crew released a short clip of Junior Brother Yiqing's crying scene on the Internet, and the fans exploded in an instant.

"It's too beautiful for me to cry, it's really a fairy crying."

"I would like to watch him cry all the time!"

"Fuck, I'm so hard, I really want to make him cry myself!"

"How can this kind of beauty be willing to let him shed tears? I'll lick her tears away!"

"It's really pear blossoms with rain, I feel pity. Beautiful and fragile, like a crumbling glass cup."

"I use my face to kill No.1 in my heart."

"..."

In short, after building momentum, Song Shu's popularity rose, and the image of a cold beauty was also established.But he himself didn't know about all this, he just filmed the movie step by step, walked the dog, and then chatted with Shen Dashao.

Yes, Young Master Shen.

Xiaoqi was very confused about this. At first, the suit Song Shu wore to attend the press conference was the top luxury super season sent by the company. Non-first-line superstars couldn’t get the brand at all, so he sent Song Shu more than a dozen suits to choose at will .Later, many private servers were also used, and the daily lunch and snacks were delivered to the crew by the assistant in a suit.

At first she thought it was Shen Chengfeng who took care of her, until one day she overheard Song Shu and Shen Qian talking on the phone, and then she could hear it almost every day.The content is very simple, what did you eat and do today, and the puppy is not naughty... Even Song Shu was reciting his lines to the phone in a serious manner. Sleep on the bed.

She was the one who helped Song Shu take away the phone that day. She tremblingly held the phone that was connected to Shen Qian. When the man's voice came from inside, she trembled in fright.

"He fell asleep?"

"...Yes, sleep, fell asleep."

"En." Shen Qian responded, "Hang up, don't disturb him."

"……Yes."

Xiao Qi felt that it might be because Song Shu and Mr. Shen were similar in age and had more common topics, and after all, Shen Qian was the heir of the Shen family. As long as he had a good relationship with him, it would be easy to enter the Shen family.

It's impossible... It's definitely impossible. Song Shu doesn't shy away from her in anything, and he knows that he has a clear conscience.

Song Shu was also very puzzled about one thing. On the day Shen Lang came, Shen Qian suddenly became very angry, and never mentioned Shen Chengfeng in the chat with him.Shen Qian didn't mention Song Shu, so he didn't say anything. He guessed that the relationship between their father and son might not be very good.

Until one day, Shen Chengfeng took him to the Shen family.

……

Needless to say, the magnificence of Shen’s mansion, the vehicle drove along a lush path, the wind swept over the treetops, the branches and leaves of the tall trees rustled, and the manor carved with iron flowers slowly opened in front of it.Melodious music came from a distance, and the marble fountain splashed crystal-like light in the setting sun.

Song Shu had never seen such a luxurious western-style manor, staring out with interest through the car window, Shen Chengfeng simply stopped the driver, and walked into the villa along the path side by side with him.

"Like the environment here?" Shen Chengfeng asked him.

"Well, it's beautiful." Song Shu saw that everything here was fresh, the fountains, swimming pools, plants and trees, including the stairs and corridors that looked dizzy inside, were far from the Chinese gardens in his memory. .

"You can come and live at any time if you want." Shen Chengfeng looked at him with a smile, meaningful, "But if you live in, you can't get out."

Song Shu didn't try to taste the meaning of his words, followed him from the outside to the inside, and roughly visited Shen's house.

Many rooms sound relatively novel, such as the gym, chess and card room, billiards room... Shen Chengfeng patiently explained to him, Song Shu nodded with a half understanding, then pointed out the window, "I still like that piece of lawn better."

"Ok?"

"Walking the dog would be handy."

Shen Chengfeng: "..."

Song Shu asked him again, "Mr. Shen...I mean Shen Qian, which room is he?"

Shen Chengfeng looked at him, pointed to a direction on the second floor, and said, "He has a lot of houses of his own, and he seldom comes back to live in them when he grows up."

Song Shu snorted, and turned to look at the marble fountain outside the window.

"You seem to be particularly interested in my son?" Suddenly, a wide and warm embrace came from behind, Shen Chengfeng wrapped his waist around his waist, lowered his head and pressed it against his ear, his nose tickling the base of his ear.

Song Shu didn't move, let alone deny it, but smiled lightly.

Shen Chengfeng caught a glimpse of the curvature of his lips, his eyes flickered, "Even if you are interested in him, you should keep it from me." He said slowly, "To be honest, you make me a little jealous."

"Why did you keep it from you?" Song Shu turned her head, her temple hair brushed against the corner of the man's lips lightly, a little light reflected in her dark eyes, "Don't you like him?"

Shen Chengfeng raised his eyebrows slightly, "Should I say I like it, or don't I?"

"After all, you are his father." Song Shu said.

"Yes, I am his father. But it does not prevent me from preferring you more."

Song Shu blinked.

"In a place like the Shen family, the relationship between father and son is not as simple as you think. Once many things involve interests, it is difficult to become pure." The man put his arms around his shoulders to make him turn around, and smoothed out his messed temples with his fingers, " Compared with the deep affection between father and son, maybe he cares more about my family property, and I do the same, what cares about is in whose hands the Shen family can develop better."

"Like the ancient emperor's house?"

Shen Chengfeng smiled slightly, "You are very smart."

"However, it's not impossible for me to be a foolish king." Gently caressing Song Shu's cheek, his eyes were so deep that one could indulge in it, "If you are willing to marry me." He said, "After I die, I will leave all the inheritance to you, including the Shen's consortium that they robbed."

"Don't make such a joke." Song Shu frowned and said indifferently.

As soon as the words were finished, there was a sound of rolling wheels on the gravel road outside, and not long after, there were footsteps.

Just as Song Shu was about to ask questions, his breath suddenly became hot, and it was the man who lowered his head and kissed his lips.

So Shen Qian and Shen Lang, who opened the door and entered, saw this scene. The overlapping figures of the two were covered with a layer of gold in the dusk. It looks very soft at the moment.

Both of them were startled, Shen Lang reacted quickly, and then whistled teasingly.Shen Qian froze in place, clenched his fists tightly.

Song Shu broke free from the man's arms, turned around and looked at Shen Qian, while Shen Chengfeng was still reminiscing about the kiss, with an obvious smile on his always majestic face.

"Dad." Shen Lang came over, greeted Shen Chengfeng respectfully, then looked at Song Shu and said with a smile, "No wonder you suddenly asked my brother and me to come back for dinner, so someone wanted to introduce us to each other."

"Yeah." Shen Chengfeng held Song Shu's shoulders with a calm expression, "Song Shu, my lover."

He said that he was a lover rather than a lover, which already showed Song Shu's status, but it was still not enough. Shen Chengfeng looked at the man standing still at the door, and said sternly, "Shen Qian, come over and say hello."

Shen Qian stood there far away, half of his face was hidden in the darkness, his shoulders were straight, even if he couldn't see his face clearly, he could feel the cold and solemn aura on his body, mixed with the suppressed hostility.

But Shen Chengfeng was colder than him, the majesty and oppression of a man was like the inviolability of the overlord of the jungle, his aura was intimidating, and Shen Lang who was standing beside him couldn't help being terrified.

But soon, a clear voice sounded in the huge living room, "Why do you want to say hello?" Song Shu said, "Boss Shen and I have known each other for a long time, there is no need for that."

The stagnant atmosphere was relieved, Shen Chengfeng lowered his eyes, his eyes slowly turned on him, and after a while he indulged and said:

"it is good."

……

However, once four people sat at a table, the atmosphere became tense again.

Or maybe Shen Qian is the only one who is wrong, Shen Chengfeng is still gentle and considerate to Song Shu, and although Shen Lang is afraid of his father, because Song Shu is there, he let go a lot, the dining table seems to be divided into two areas, Shen Qian Sitting alone in the shadows.

In fact, it was not the case, he was already cautious towards Shen Chengfeng, and his nerves were always tense, but today's eyebrows and eyes were a little more gloomy and hostile.

The dinner was Chinese style, and the level of chefs in the Shen family was not inferior to that of high-end hotels. Song Shu ate deliciously, and the servants were not allowed to stand at the table, so Shen Chengfeng rolled up his sleeves and helped him peel the shrimp shells himself. It was a burst of speechlessness.

It was autumn, and the chef served a sweet-scented osmanthus lotus root as a dessert. The transparent and sticky syrup was poured on the soft and sweet lotus root. .

Shen Chengfeng was about to put a piece of Song Shu into a bowl, but Shen Qian, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke in a slightly blunt tone: "He doesn't like to eat this."

Shen Chengfeng's hand paused, his gaze flitted across Shen Qian's expressionless face, and fell on Song Shu.

Recalling the past, Song Shu's eyes were a little deep, then he nodded slightly, and took a special look at Shen Qian, "Yes, it's too sweet, I don't like it."

Song Shu likes to eat sweet food, and also likes food that is soft and sticky to the teeth, but he just doesn't like sweet-scented osmanthus candied lotus root, he even hates it.

Shen Chengfeng was silent, with a rare vivid emotion in his eyes, he put down his chopsticks after a while, and asked the servant to remove the dish directly, and bring another dessert.

"? G, it will be withdrawn now. Dad, don't you like it very much? There is no need to withdraw it." Shen Lang muttered.

Song Shu looked at Shen Chengfeng when he heard the words, as if he was asking whether the words were true or not.

Shen Chengfeng lowered his eyes to meet his gaze, "Not anymore."

"Tsk... You are too accommodating to Song Ge." Shen Lang sighed, biting his chopsticks and grinning, "From this point of view, do I really want a little mother?"

Shen Chengfeng smiled without saying a word, "It's beyond my control."

Song Shu was stunned for a moment before he realized what the other party meant. He thought for a while and was about to answer, when suddenly there was a sudden movement next to him.

Shen Qian accidentally knocked over a bowl of soup, and the hot soup splashed on his expensive suit. The chicken soup just served was still hot with oil, and he knew how painful it was just by looking at it.

Song Shu immediately went to wipe him with a napkin, but the man grabbed his hand and took it away. Shen Qian said in a deep voice, "Don't move, be careful of burning."

After speaking, he left his seat and bowed slightly, "I'm sorry, I'm going to change clothes."

Shen Chengfeng reprimanded him coldly: "You're such an adult, yet you're still so rash in your actions."

Shen Qian bowed again, turned and left the table.

"Don't pay attention to him, let's eat." Shen Chengfeng said.

Song Shu responded vaguely, lowered his head and sipped the soup slowly, but glanced in the direction of the second floor inadvertently. Shen Lang saw it and smiled inexplicably.

Shen Qian did not show up for the dinner afterwards, and Song Shu wanted to go back not long after the meal.Shen Chengfeng couldn't drive after drinking, and he didn't want to ask the other party to take him off, so Shen Chengfeng ordered the driver to take him off, but the Maybach parked in front of Song Shu was obviously Shen Qian in the driver's seat.

"What's the matter?" Seeing that Song Shu hadn't moved, the man frowned slightly, and tapped the steering wheel with his fingers a little uneasy, "Don't you want to get in my car?"

Song Shu shook his head, opened the car door and sat in, then stared at him.

The man changed his clothes and took a shower.He was originally wearing a straight suit, but now he is wearing a v-neck cashmere sweater. The soft fabric outlines the wide shoulders, narrow waist and undulating muscle lines. The hair is also a little more fluffy, not as meticulous as before, but more casual handsome.Song Shu looked at the few hairs on the top of his head, and couldn't help moving his fingers.

"Seat belt." Shen Qian said.

"Ah?" Song Shu didn't react.

Then the man leaned over, hooked his fingers on his seat belt and pulled it down. The two were close at hand. Shen Qian smelled the addictive cold fragrance of white plums on his body, and his throat tightened suddenly.His gaze swept across his rosy lips, and he suddenly became irritable again as he thought of something.

Sit back in the driver's seat and start the car. The two of them were extremely quiet along the way. The speed of the car was very fast, and the bright night view of the city formed afterimages behind them.

"You're in a bad mood." Song Shu said calmly, looking out the car window.

Shen Qian was silent for a long time, then hummed.

"Why not?" He turned his face to look at the other party, "I am very happy that you came to see me off. Why are you unhappy?" His dark jade-like eyes were flowing, and the plain and straightforward tone was heard in Shen Qian's ears. There was clearly a trace of grievance.

"..." The steering wheel in his hand almost slipped, fortunately, he was almost at Song Shu's house, so Shen Qian parked the car by the side of the road, stared at Song Shu for a while, opened the door and got out of the car, fumbled for a cigarette to smoke.

There was a sound of closing the door behind him, Shen Qian didn't look back, and breathed out a puff of smoke like a sigh, with a slightly hoarse voice: "Father has never brought his lover home, do you know what that means?"

Song Shu stood beside him, "I know."

"You really want to marry him? Why?" The man's voice was rough, "He is 20 years older than you."

Song Shu didn't answer in a hurry, and leaned over to touch his hair. It was very soft, just like the feeling in memory.

"I like to get along with Mr. Shen, it has nothing to do with age." Facing the man's blank gaze, Song Shu said calmly, "Besides, this is between me and him. How can I and him not affect our relationship? So you don't have to worry about me."

Putting his hand into his coat pocket, he paused, "I heard Xiao Qi say that smoking is bad for your health, try to smoke as little as possible."

After speaking, Song Shu turned around and was about to leave.

The arm was grabbed by the man, and Shen Qian brought him back with a little force, and he was firmly trapped between himself and the car.The veins on his forehead were throbbing, and he gritted his teeth and approached him, "What do you mean about you and him? Don't let me take care of it? What standpoint do you use to say this to me? Ah?"

Shen Qian in the darkness felt full of oppression, like a wolf showing sharp claws, with a chilling light in his eyes, crazy and bloodthirsty.

"It's fine if you don't listen..." Song Shu's heart palpitations were caused by his gaze, blood was rushing in his chest, he turned his face away not to look at him, but wetness appeared in the corner of his eyes unconsciously, "I... let me go .”

"Don't let it go." Shen Qian approached him, rubbed the bridge of his nose vigorously on his delicate cheeks, and then buried his neck to sniff deeply, as if a traveler who had been thirsty for many days had finally found a clear spring and would rather drown in it , "I won't let go."

The man's lips rose from the slender neck, the back of his head was supported by his broad palm, his strong body was so heavy that he couldn't move, and one leg was even squeezed in.Shen Qian opened his mouth to bite the soft flesh on his chin, tasted it repeatedly as if he was gnawing, wishing he could chew him up and swallow him.

Song Shu's heartbeat became faster and faster, and he realized that things were developing in an unexpected direction again, and Shen Qian obviously had feelings for him that he shouldn't have.But he was powerless to stop it now, because the oppression brought by the other party and the anxiety in his heart caused his tear glands to collapse again, and he burst into tears before the other party kissed his lips.

After a long time, the lips that sucked his own flesh finally receded slowly, replaced by fingers to gently wipe, from the corner of the eye to the chin, Shen Qian gently stroked the corner of his eye, with a low and gentle voice:

"I'm sorry, I was abrupt."

"Don't cry, I was just scaring you and teasing you."

"If you cry again, I will laugh at you."

"Look at you, what a crying bag."

"..."

The man held him in his arms, touched the back of his head, patted his shoulders, and coaxed him until his tears subsided.Song Shu pushed him away forcefully, only emphasizing that it was tear incontinence and left quickly.

Shen Qian's arms were empty, and his heart seemed to be hollowed out, numb from the pain.

Incontinence of tears?

But why...you don't cry when he kisses you.

……

The phone rang suddenly in the silence of the night, Shen Qian took a look at the phone, his eyes were unpredictable, he stood where he was and put out the third cigarette vigorously, and then answered the phone.

Shen Chengfeng's cold and serious voice came from the other end:

"The person in charge of Jitong Shipping will come to City B to negotiate a contract for a joint venture waterway in a few days. You can do this business."

He didn't say a word of nonsense, and said straightforwardly: "The people behind them are people from the government. If this order can be done well, the prospect of the project will be very bright."

Shen Qian's eyes changed slightly, and a trace of astonishment flashed in his heart.

Jitong is Shen's most important partner in the transportation industry. Shen Chengfeng entrusted him with this business, which meant that he gave him the pillar industry of transportation.

What do you mean?

"You are obedient, and the Shen family will hand it over to you." Sure enough, after a while, Shen Chengfeng added coldly, "Don't even think about things that don't belong to you."