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

Song Shu kept telling himself that Gou Chen's reincarnation was not his own. To Gu Nianbin, he was just an ordinary school teacher. He had to separate the two, and he couldn't pin all his feelings for Gou Chen on the other party. For example, that hug, why? It all seems offensive.

But he was still not sure what attitude he would take towards Gu Nianbin. The Emperor of Heaven said that the other party had to entrust him with all his heart as before before he could collect his soul, but Gu Nianbin was not that little wild dog. He had family and friends. According to Song Shu knew that his family was even rich and powerful, how... How can I establish the same relationship with him as before?

Teachers and students... enough?

However, Gu Nianbin didn't give him time to think, just like the puppy was relying on him and refused to leave. Gu Nianbin didn't even say hello, so he swaggered into his house under the pretext of making up lessons.

"Mr. Song, why is your refrigerator so clean? Don't you usually cook by yourself?"

"Don't do it." Song Shuduan sat on the sofa, letting the boy wander around in his apartment without seeing anyone else, and has now moved from the living room to the kitchen.

"Then what do you usually eat?"

"canteen."

"Canteen? Eat the canteen for three meals a day?" Gu Nianbin clicked his tongue, showing disgust, probably because he thought the food in the canteen was unpalatable.

"..." Song Shu didn't eat three meals a day. As a god who has not eaten whole grains for tens of thousands of years, he has no regular eating habits. "Sometimes I don't eat." He said truthfully.

"How can I do that?" Gu Nianbin came out and looked Song Shu up and down on the sofa, his eyes swept over the slender waistline wrapped under his shirt, and frowned: "No wonder you are so thin."

As he spoke, he pulled Song Shu's wrist, "Let's go, I'll take you out for a big meal."

"I'm not hungry." Song Shu refused him, twisted his wrist and broke away from the boy's hand, picked up the textbook next to him and put it in his hand, "And you are here to make up lessons."

At the beginning when the two practiced together, the master often pointed out that Gou Chen was inattentive and liked to pester him to play. Unexpectedly, it would be the same for the current high school students.

Song Shu sighed, feeling that being a teacher has a great responsibility.

"..."

Gu Nianbin looked down at the man's serious face, and realized that he was not joking, so he took a book and sat down by the coffee table. He used tutoring as an excuse, but he didn't expect this beautiful teacher to be serious.

But it wasn't surprising, because Song Shu was such a person in Gu Nianbin's impression.He probably doesn't like to laugh, but he is good-looking with a cold and straight face. Every day when he passes by the window wearing a white shirt and gold-rimmed glasses, all the students in the class will stop their pens to look at him, but he never squints. It seems that the snow on the mountain is unattainable, and no one has been taken seriously.

But if you really muster up the courage to talk to him, you will know that he is not difficult to approach, at least he has never shown indifference or alienation towards students, didn't he fight with seven or eight gangsters alone for a student last Friday, Gu Nianbin Thinking of his back at that time, my heart felt numb, and I felt very attractive.

By the way, there is also the light and pleasant fragrance on his body when he hugged her...

Song Shu tapped her fingers on the coffee table trying to attract the boy's attention, her brows were slightly frowned, "What are you doing looking at me?"

Gu Nianbin was propping his head up, but he smiled when he heard his words, and the corners of his raised lips were involuntarily twitched, "You look good. Teacher Song, don't the students in Class [-] stare at you in class? I Do not believe."

In the past, if Gou Chen had a playful smile when he was talking about business, he would have knocked the other person on the head, but facing Gu Nianbin, he could only pretend not to hear, "Hurry up and study, Teacher Zhou asked me to watch you finish your homework, otherwise I won't let you go!" Walk."

"Oh? Then where do you want me to live? Let me first say that I'm not used to sleeping on the sofa, can I make a floor in your room? It's okay to sleep together."

"..."

"Okok, don't be angry, I'll study right away." Afraid that Song Shu would be annoyed, Gu Nianbin accepted it as soon as he saw it, and sat upright with his Chinese textbook to listen to Song Shu explaining ancient Chinese to him.

Song Shu’s knowledge of this place all comes from the memory in his body, so he needs to digest a lot of things and tell the students at the same time, but he doesn’t need to use ancient Chinese and ancient poems. He talks about this like a fish in water, and the students like to listen to it the most. He often listens to Teacher Song on the podium. When reciting poems, they all feel that they are on the scene, as if they really saw the people in ancient times.

His voice is cold and has texture, like a clear spring bubbling and broken jade touching, every sentence he said was like a little paw scratching Gu Nianbin's heart, and white plum blossoms fell to the ground.

"Jiemu used slander, what's the meaning of the word "Jie?" Seeing that the young man's amber eyes were deep when he was distracted, Song Shu couldn't help tapping his forehead with a pen.

"Wait." Gu Nianbin replied helplessly, and at the same time touched his hand holding the pen unobtrusively, which was as smooth as jade, "I'm listening carefully, don't wrong the good student."

Song Shu pursed his lips and believed him.

"After finishing my homework, I'll accompany you to dinner." After talking for a few minutes, Song Shu suddenly said.

"Okay." Gu Nianbin smiled.

……

It was a little late to end, so Gu Nianbin took him to a nearby snack street for a casual snack.

Then he discovered that Mr. Song is indeed a fairy who can't eat fireworks in the world, but he can't masturbate!The mutton Song Shu, who was eaten by others in one sitting, had to hold a stick with both hands and bite bit by bit from the middle. The light red lips pressed against the grilled oily meat, and soon it was covered with a layer of shiny oil. , the crumbs of cumin and chili powder also stuck to his white jade cheeks, instantly turning into a cat face.

Gu Nianbin couldn't help but put all the skewered meat into a bowl for him to eat with chopsticks, and then wiped his face with a wet towel.

Fortunately, Song Shu did not reject being taken care of, and thanked him very politely.

Gu Nianbin bought him small octopus balls. Song Shu asked him what octopus is. He said that it was similar to squid, a kind of mollusc sea fish. Song Shu asked him what squid was. Shu said it was delicious.

"How old is Teacher Song?" Gu Nianbin didn't rush home after eating, but sent Song Shu back first, and checked his household registration on the way.

"26."

"Do you have a girlfriend?"

"No."

"Where's your boyfriend?"

Song Shu glanced at him strangely, as if confused by the question, "No."

"What about before? How many times have you been in love? With whom?"

before……

Tens of thousands of years ago, his parents seemed to have arranged for him a child marriage, but something happened to his family before the two parties met. Later, he was so focused on practicing revenge that he didn't have the heart to talk about love.

"No." Song Shu shook his head again.

"Really? You're so good-looking and you haven't been in a relationship?" Gu Nianbin was agitated, he quickened his pace and stopped in front of him, his amber eyes shining brightly under the streetlight, "Did you lie to me?"

Song Shu was expressionless.

fall in love?Whenever he talks a few more words with any goddess, a certain puppy will jump out to bluff people.

"Hey, don't be angry, I believe it." It was obvious at a glance that Song Shu was unhappy, Gu Nianbin immediately changed his words, and then specially emphasized, "I haven't talked about it either."

Song Shu nodded, signaling him not to block the way.

"Wait a minute, Mr. Song, don't rush away."

It happened that there was a street lamp behind him, Gu Nianbin blocked the front with his body, and put his hand on the lamp post behind him, smiling at him with half-closed eyes.

The boy's face under the street lamp was clear, handsome and well-defined. Although he was playing a rascal, he was not annoying at all. "I still have a question to ask." His voice became deeper and more pleasant as it was immersed in the night.

"You ask." Song Shu stood still.

"You have to explain to me no matter what, last Friday..." Gu Nianbin lowered his head and leaned closer, the tip of his nose could already smell the faint fragrance, "Why did you hug me and not let go?"

While the eyelids were flapping, the crow feather cast a shadow under his eyes, and the light in his eyes turned slightly, Song Shu fell into a predicament.He really couldn't give an explanation for this question, but Gu Nianbin was very persistent, he didn't say anything and waited patiently for the convenience, as if he insisted on asking for a result at this moment.

In the end Song Shu decided not to answer the question instead.

"Do you mind?" He pushed his glasses and looked up at the boy, "Or, do you like me to hug you?"

This question was too straightforward, hitting the point directly, Gu Nianbin was instantly dumbfounded.

After a long pause, he coughed lightly as a cover, then opened his arms slightly, still smiling, "Why don't you hold another one, let me think about it?"

What he said was frivolous, with a bit of a joke in it, and he wouldn't be surprised even if he was strictly rejected, but Song Shu stepped forward without hesitation, put his hands around his waist and back, and then put his chin on his. In the shoulder socket.

"How is it?" He gently brushed against the boy's ear, and asked flatly, unaware of the turmoil in the other's heart, "Do you like it?"

It smells good.

Gu Nianbin smelled the fragrance of white plums again. After that day, he searched for all kinds of perfumes, but there was nothing similar. It seemed that the unique smell emanating from this person's flesh and blood penetrated straight into the depths of his soul. Completely fell.He hugged the warm body tightly in his arms, and sniffed deeply at his neck with the tip of his nose, wishing he could hold him and smell it forever, it would be best if he could swallow him...

Fuck, of course he does.

Seeing that the boy didn't say anything for a long time, Song Shu was about to break away, but found that his waist tightened, his body lightened, and his feet left the ground, and he was picked up and weighed by the other party.

His body is not short, according to the measurement method here, it is 1.8 meters three, but it is indeed worse than Gu Nianbin.

"What are you doing?" Song Shu wondered.

"See how much you need to feed to gain weight." Gu Nianbin let go of him, with an unpredictable expression under the street lamp, he just pinched his face, "I won't come out to eat in the future, let me cook for you."

Song Shu waved his hand to stop this kind of behavior, and then nodded again: "Okay."

……

So the next day, Gu Nianbin went to Song Shu's house with not only his schoolbag, but also several large shopping bags, ingredients, seasonings, kitchen utensils, and even fruits and snacks.

Gu Nianbin put everything into the cabinet called "refrigerator", and told him to remember to eat fruit and drink milk if he had nothing to do.Later, he called him over and pointed to two strange-shaped things in the pool and told him which one was a squid and which one was an octopus.The squid was dead and the octopus was alive. One of Song Shu's fingers was sucked by the octopus's sucker, so he pulled it with the other hand, and then both hands were entangled by the octopus' tentacles.

But he still refused to call for help. When Gu Nianbin finished handling the vegetables and came over, the tentacles had already circled Song Shu's wrist, so he quickly helped him get rid of them. Just as Gu Nianbin was about to say something, he found a trace of tenderness on Song Shu's fair cheeks. Thin blush, thin lips tightly pursed, probably in embarrassment.

It didn't take long for Gu Nianbin to discover that this cold and dignified beautiful teacher is actually a real life idiot. Not only is life an idiot, but he doesn't understand many popular things. He doesn't know who he thought was someone who came out of the deep mountains and old forests. What about an expert.

The expert outsider was invited out of the kitchen, and sat quietly in the living room waiting for dinner.

Gu Nianbin's craftsmanship is very good, and Song Shu, who has a need for food, is conquered after a meal, so the boys come to make dinner for him whenever he is free, and then the two of them work, study, and get along very harmoniously.

Song Shu couldn't hide his clumsiness as time passed. Once he insisted on helping, he broke the plate. Song Shu squatted on the ground and picked up the broken tiles one by one. The boy grabbed his hand, Then the whole person was hugged out of the kitchen and brought to the sofa.

"Who asked you to pick it up with your hands, you are not afraid of cutting it...Look, what did I say?"

Gu Nianbin pinched his finger, the blood had already congealed, Song Shu's hand was also beautiful, with round fingers and delicate joints, it was as cool as jade when held in his hand, a short and thin cut was made on his index finger. Deep, a drop of blood haloed around the wound, like bright red plums blooming on snow-white skin.

As if bewitched, he lowered his head involuntarily, and took half of Song Shu's index finger into his mouth. The tip of his tongue curled around the wound, and his fingertips were wrapped in the hot and humid mouth, licking tenderly and lovingly.

"Why... even blood smells good?" Gu Nianbin raised his head with a strange expression, his eyes suddenly darkened.

Song Shu was in a frustrated mood. Hearing this, he raised his hand and smelled it, and retorted sullenly, "It's fishy."

"Don't be unhappy, I don't blame you." Gu Nianbin smiled slightly, and took his hand back again, "It doesn't matter if you don't know how to do this kind of thing, just leave it to me in the future."

"But……"

"If you feel embarrassed, you can change the method. Don't you know how to send me?"

Song Shu was puzzled.

Gu Nianbin suddenly pushed him down on the sofa, then covered himself up, pulled Song Shu into his arms with all his strength, hugged him and buried his head into his neck.

"Mr. Song, you are really fragrant." The boy's tall nose rubbed back and forth on the delicate skin of his neck, his voice was much lower and hoarse than usual, and his breathing was deep like a sick addict, "... Why is it so fragrant? Huh?"

Song Shu still doesn't understand what Gu Nianbin's various reactions mean at this moment. In his opinion, the two are only developing a stable teacher-student relationship. In fact, these actions are no different from when Gou Chen was sticking to him and getting close to him.

So he just rubbed the boy's hair like a pet, and stated the facts calmly: "Because you are a dog nose."

"..."

Gu Nianbin thought he was joking, lying on the sofa and laughing for half an hour.