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

Being considered dirty by a joker, no one can believe this matter, and it is even more outrageous if it is put on Fu Congshen's head.Don't say that he is famous for keeping himself clean, even if he is a frequent visitor to the land of flowers and willows, how can it be others' turn to talk about it?Who has the guts?What's more, it's an actor he just cut off from a man next to him!

But after thinking about it, he obviously never cared about these kinds of jobs, so why did he have to hold on to this person?I really owe a panic!

Fu Congshen was in a daze, but was pushed away by Song Shu, and the little opera singer finally gave him a cold look, turned around and left without hesitation.

"--stop!"

Fu Congshen belatedly called him from behind, but the other party didn't pause for a moment, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Song Shu was in a hurry to pick up Xiao Douding, and he didn't have time to toss with Fu Congshen, but now that the man stamped him for sale, he couldn't even bother to talk to him.

The men who come out to sell are all attractive and want to sleep with him. Doesn't this mean that the other party is hungry?Dirty, so dirty.

Song Shu walked towards the tailor's shop angrily, his pace was fast and brisk, he hadn't walked so fast for many days, now he was holding his breath, but he seemed to get rid of his illness, and his body became lighter and healthier.

However, not long after, a few stones jumped up at his feet, and a black Citroen quietly drove up beside him, driving side by side with him with difficulty at a turtle speed.Fu Congshen put his arm on the lowered car window, and looked at him like a gift: "Come up, I'll see you off."

Song Shu: "..."

You are tough enough.

With a cold face, he acted as if he didn't see the other party, and just kept walking forward, so the Citroen was like a tractor, humming and humming beside him, and the driver was so skilled that he let the man walk side by side with him with.

"I know you're angry with me." Fu Congshen was also facing forward, sitting comfortably on the back seat, "Last time I drank and touched you twice against your wishes. It was my fault. my apologies."

"But you also treated me to a bite, right? I don't want to joke with you, you can just ask me, who in the whole city of Beining would dare to beat me, not even the emperor."

"For the sake of your poor health, I don't care about you. It's just one thing - since I, Fu Congshen, have taken a fancy to you, don't think about other people. If you want to sleep, you can only sleep with me. At worst, you can sleep with me." When I forcefully buy and forcefully sell."

Song Shu stopped, looked at the other party in disbelief, raised her slender and delicate eyebrows slightly, obviously marveling at how the other party could say such a rascal so frankly.

"What's the matter?" Fu Congshen raised his hand, and the driver stopped the car knowingly.

Pursing her lips and staring at him for a long time, Song Shu suddenly turned around and walked out of this sparsely populated path.

Turning out of the trail is a lively street market. He thought Fu Congshen would let him go, but he didn't expect the other party to still command the car to follow. People on the road subconsciously moved out of the way when they saw the car that symbolized their status, but their eyes also focused on this car. one place.

Fu Congshen didn't care at all, and even poked his head out and shouted at him, "Did you hear me talking to you? Hurry up and get in the car."

Song Shu couldn't bear it anymore, and was about to reprimand him when he stopped, when a sudden gust of cold wind blew and choked it into his mouth, he shivered, covered his lips and coughed twice.

This time Fu Congshen was shocked. If he followed the other party because he was mostly molesting, he was really anxious now.Afraid that he would cough up blood again, Fu Congshen jumped out of the car and stuffed him into the car in front of the people around him.

His body was light and fluffy, and the man held it in his hands with a light flick, and the movement of stuffing him into the car was like rolling a small animal, which was extremely smooth.Then he sat in immediately, closed the door and drove in one go, blocking Song Shu's way out.

Looking at the little thing curled up on the seat, staring at him with big watery eyes, Fu Congshen felt comfortable all over his body, and his breath went smoothly everywhere.

? Paradox? Start with a strong thing!It's not as good as hands-on if your lips are worn out!

Fu Congshen didn't have time to think about the reason for his nervousness just now. He followed his own mind completely, followed him if he wanted to, and hurt him if he wanted to hurt him. He couldn't help but put his coat on Song Shu body, said: "Look at how thin you are wearing."

The weather is fine today, and we have to walk a long way. Song Shu did wear less clothes, but the main reason is that the cotton jacket is not wind-resistant. After putting on the coat, he got warmer, and then the man handed over the kettle again, "It's hot." , take a warm sip."

Song Shu was silent for a moment, but still took the kettle over, not intending to make fun of her body.

"Where are you going?" Fu Congshen asked him, "It's not good to park here all the time, so tell me."

Song Shu said his home address, and then made up his mind not to speak again.

"Where's the dress I gave you last time?"

Song Shu ignored him.

"I'm asking you something, why puff your mouth?" Fu Congshen was about to pinch his snow-white cheeks as he spoke.

"Throw it away!" Song Shu angrily slapped his hand off immediately.

"Throw——" the man was even angrier than him, "You throw... you might as well exchange it for money, it's enough for you to sell..."

He stopped in the middle of speaking, "It doesn't matter if you sing dozens of scenes!"

In the end, Song Shu just let out a faint "Oh".

Fu Cong gritted his teeth, so angry that his hair stood on end, but he couldn't be more fierce, so he could only hold back forcibly.

The driver driving in front watched his heart, never seen his grandfather so deflated, he was so frightened that he didn't even dare to vent his breath.

After a long time, Fu Congshen finally calmed down. He decided to take a step back temporarily, so he took Song Shu's palm, flattened it, opened the wallet and put banknotes in his palm one by one, "Well, I don't want you to sleep with me either. Yes, I'll spend money to buy you a smile."

He stacked a dozen banknotes in Song Shu's palm, "For this price, you can smile like you did when you saw me for the first time that day, okay?"

The Citroen skidded, presumably the driver was surprised by his father's absurd request again.

Song Shu stared at him even more blankly. After pondering for a long time, he found that the man did not seem to be joking. He pulled his hand back speechlessly, along with the stack of banknotes.

Then there was no movement.

Fu Congshen, who was waiting for the follow-up, stared at his beautiful side face and saw that he didn't respond at all, so he took the initiative to move over, "Is it brewing?"

Song Shu glanced at him sideways, and the man stared at him intently, his dark and deep eyes looked really looking forward to it.He was suddenly confused again, because the other party was a bit stupid like this, and the feeling of a veteran in love was gone.

In the narrow carriage, the two looked at each other at a distance of one palm. Fu Congshen had been staring at him closely. He saw the corner of the man's mouth move, and he held his breath. As a result, he bent halfway—— Those beautiful lips are back to their original shape.

Song Shu turned his face expressionlessly, looked ahead, "Sorry, I can't laugh at you."

Fu Congshen: "..."

What hatred, what resentment!

The man was completely pissed off, and sat on the other side of the car sulking, so naturally he didn't notice the smile that flashed across Song Shu's eyes when he turned his head to the other side of the car window.

This look of staring at people without blinking is so stupid.

However, before Fu Congshen's sulking was over, that hand was on his arm, and before he could be proud, he heard the man say, "Wait, please turn around and go to Hengxiang Tailor, my son is still there .”

"..."

The atmosphere in the entire carriage froze. Fu Congshen suffered two lightning strikes in one day, and his expression was completely stiff. "Who is your...?"

"My son." Song Shu stared at him with those black and white eyes, and said calmly.

"..."

……

Fu Congshen stiffly followed Song Shu to the tailor shop he was talking about. Sure enough, there was a very energetic little boy sitting obediently on the small bench.Song Shu yelled "Jun Jun", and the child immediately got off the bench and jumped into his arms, "Mother!"

"..." Fu Congshen had had enough of the blows, but this claim still made him feel chilled.

Miss?The relationship was not between him and other women, it was his husband's child!He is married!

Fu Congshen felt that he was not so chilled when he was stabbed and stabbed by the enemy on the battlefield, although he still didn't understand what the chill was for.

"Mother, who is this uncle?" Fu Nanjun hugged Song Shu's waist and looked at Fu Congshen curiously. The man was too tall, and he had to lift his head to see his face.

"I met at work." Song Shu picked up his things, then took Xiao Douding's hand and left, completely ignoring the man who was still in a daze.

Fu Congshen did not chase this time, but took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it, leaned on the counter and took a few deep breaths, then asked the waiter with a numb expression, "Do you know that man just now?"

"His family's clothes are all made in my house, so I know him very well!" The clerk didn't recognize Fu Congshen, and only thought he was an ordinary rich man, so he spoke in a very relaxed manner.

"Is that his husband's son?"

"correct."

"Who is his husband?" Knowing that it was inappropriate, Fu Congshen still asked this question, and his anger was obviously suppressed in his words.

Who the hell is such a cowardly animal that has to rely on his wife to sell herself to support the family!It's better to let him kill someone, and then let him-

"Oh, his husband is dead. He must have owed money. He came to Beining with a child. He lived with a child in other places at a young age. It's so pitiful... Do you want to make clothes? Our new shop A few horses of good material have been brought in..."

After some emotion, the guy turned to sell the business, but soon he found that this surprisingly handsome gentleman was not listening at all, but a strange smile gradually appeared on his face.

Well, widow, well, widow.

Fu Congshen pinched off the cigarette butt, and strode out of the tailor shop like a gust of wind.

……

Song Shu's experience with Fu Congshen is definitely the first time. In his 24 years of life, there has never been such a person who makes him worry about him. Although he hasn't figured out his own thoughts, it doesn't prevent him from turning the other person into himself. determination of possessions.

Since Fu Congshen was a child, there was nothing he could not get.But Song Shu was different, he didn't dare to use force on this person, for fear of making him vomit blood again like that day.But it is impossible to give up easily, so it is so stalemate, no one is willing to take a step back.

Fu Congshen secretly placed two men near Song Shu's residence, and he had to report to him whenever there was any movement.

Then one day not long after, he got the news that the doctor Zhang who wanted to "buy" him that day had entered the little widow's house.

Uncle!Let that doctor Zhang in, just not let him in!

Fu Congshen jumped up as soon as he heard the anger, and rushed to Song Shu's house with a gun in hand. He happened to see him sending that doctor Zhang out.

Now it's getting colder and colder, and Song Shu is also wearing a lot of clothes. He is buried in a thick jacket with a scarf around his neck. When he lowered his head, the scarf just slipped off, so Dr. Zhang raised his hand to help He closed it again, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

This kind of ambiguous atmosphere was seen by Fu Congshen, a thick layer of ice formed under the man's eyes, and the aura around him was colder than this late autumn day, making the subordinates beside him tremble.

"Come to the restaurant next time, it's inconvenient for you." Dr. Zhang spoke, his voice and expression were very gentle.

"I'm sorry, children are not sensible... Will going to the restaurant be too much trouble for you?"

"It's okay, I have a fixed box over there." Doctor Zhang said, "Just at noon in three days' time, pick a warm time to go out, lest you freeze."

"it is good."

Then Dr. Zhang left.

Fu Congshen, who had almost listened to this conversation, was already darker than the bottom of the pot, and the subordinates beside him were trembling even more, for fear that their master would draw a gun on the spot and kill him with one shot.

……

Song Shu's body was cold, especially the colder the weather, the colder his hands and feet. Master Fang suggested that he do cupping and moxibustion more times. Dr. Zhang often sees him in a doctor, and these things will bother him.

Dr. Zhang is a kind person. Not only does he not charge extra money, but he also opens a room at his own expense. Song Shu is very grateful to him.

The day came earlier, he closed the doors and windows of the room tightly, drew the curtains, moved the charcoal brazier closer to the bed, and then went to take off his clothes inside the screen.

Not long after, there were footsteps outside, and the man bent his fingers and knocked on the door lightly.

"Come in, I'm inside." Song Shu responded.

So the man walked in, and what caught his eye was the shadowy figure of the man behind the screen, like a piece of pliable pampas grass teasing people's hearts.

His breathing suddenly became a little heavier, but it was more sour and angry. The man didn't notice for a moment, and kicked down the stool next to him carelessly.

"Doctor Zhang?" Song Shu poked his head out to take a look, and the other party happened to turn around and bent over to support the stool.

Seeing that he was fine, he was relieved, smiled and said softly: "I'll wait for you on the bed first."

"..."

Fu Cong took a deep breath, suppressed his anger forcibly, and warned himself not to lose control and not hurt him... But when he walked around the screen and walked to the bed, and saw the man lying naked on the brocade quilt, he was one of the few His sanity evaporated in an instant.

He is beautiful from the skin to the bone, with a slender waist and clean and greasy texture, and the whole back is like a clear spring, with bright red petals floating on it, which is the blood stasis that has not dissipated before.Due to the needs of singing, Song Shu had long hair. At this time, the black hair was pushed aside, and half of the fragrant shoulder was looming, which made her look even more seductive.

Fu Congshen couldn't hold back anymore, he reached out to caress his porcelain white jade back, but his face was frighteningly tense.

Song Shu was a little sleepy. He wanted to take this opportunity to squint, but found that the movement behind [email protected][email protected] was getting more and more wrong. At first it was just a slight touch, then suddenly it turned into a caress, and finally... Something hot and humid was posted on it, and he was absolutely no stranger to this feeling.

Song Shu flinched, turned around in shock, and saw an unexpected face.

Fu Cong stared at him coldly, half kneeling on the bed, looking at him while pressing his back.

Song Shu: "..."

The bastard!rogue!shameless!

He blushed with anger, and quickly turned over to shrink back into the bed, but was dragged back by the man's ankles. Fu Congshen glanced at his front, the fire in his eyes became hotter, and his voice was hoarse: "No You are willing to sleep with me, but you are active when you meet other people, I think you have the guts to ignore my words!"

what sleep?You're the only one thinking about sleep all day, stupid dog.

"...Get out of here." Song Shu kicked him, and happened to step on his hard abdominal muscles. It was still hot, and he shrank.

"Where do I dissatisfy you?" Fu Congshen didn't back down, wrapped him in a coat and hugged him into his arms. He sat on the edge of the bed, clamped his chin and forced him to look up: "Appearance? Body? Or Others? Why can others but I can't? If you can't give an explanation today, don't even think about getting out of bed!"

Because you are stupid!

Song Shu was speechless to the point of death, but he struggled and couldn't get rid of it. Instead, he was rubbed more and more tightly by the man's arms, and finally he had become a posture of sitting on the man's body with his legs apart, tightly clinging to each other.

Fu Congshen's warm embrace made him feel nostalgic for a moment, and he couldn't hold back when he thought about it, but he still woke up when the other party tried to kiss his neck.

"Ahem——" Song Shu gave up struggling and coughed on his shoulder instead.

Sure enough, Fu Congshen stopped moving.

"Cough cough."

He coughed twice again, the man gritted his back teeth hard, the hands holding his neck tightened and loosened, and veins popped out on his forehead.

"..."

A few seconds later, Song Shu was completely stuffed into the quilt.