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

He shrank into the quilt with his bare upper body, his fingers tightly grasping the corner of the quilt, leaving only his head outside.Fu Cong stared at him with a dark face. After a long time, he waved his hands and went out. There was the sound of drinking water from outside the screen.

Song Shu got up cautiously, adjusted the angle to look at him across the screen, but met the man's dark and dark gaze - Song Shu shrank back into the quilt in embarrassment.

"Talk to me."

This meeting seemed to make the man feel better, Fu Congshen turned back again, with an unlit cigarette dangling from the corner of his mouth, and leaned on the screen with his long legs crossed, "You won't let me sleep anyway, don't you now?" Let me talk about it, so as not to make such a fuss again."

He was confident and confident, crossing his arms and looking at him: "I just want to say, since I have a crush on you, don't think about the man next to you, there is no way."

Song Shu has gotten used to the other party's temperament now, so he is not surprised at this time, but follows his words, "Master Fu must be me?"

"..." The question was strange, Fu Cong chewed his cigarette butt twice, stood up straight under his black jade-like eyes, and walked towards the bed, "Yes, it's up to you."

"Don't come here." Seeing this, Song Shu immediately frowned, stretched out an arm from under the quilt and pointed, "You just... get my clothes first."

He instructed the man to make him feel at ease, Fu Congshen looked at Bai Shengsheng's arm without saying anything, took the clothes behind the screen in two or three steps, and even wanted to put them on him himself.

"No, turn around, turn around."

"..."

Negotiations haven't succeeded yet, so bear with it.

Fu Congshen sat on the edge of the bed and turned his back. Song Shu stared at the back of his head while putting on his clothes, "Where's Dr. Zhang?"

"How dare you fucking ask—"

"Don't look back." Song Shu immediately reminded, "Just talk."

"...one shot and it collapsed!"

"you dare."

"Why don't I dare?" Fu Congshen slapped his thigh angrily, "If I find out which man you're dating again, I'll kill him!"

Which means it's fine now.

Song Shu breathed a sigh of relief, quickly buttoned his clothes, and poked the man's generous back.

Fu Congshen turned around and looked at him with a complicated expression.

"I hear what you mean, not only do you want to sleep with me, but you want to be my backer?"

If he spent money to sleep, he wouldn't care whether he would pick up other guests or not. Fu Congshen's attitude clearly regarded Song Shu as his property, so he didn't allow others to get involved.

In fact, this is not uncommon. There is an old saying in the opera industry, "Ten Dan and Nine Unclear", which means that out of ten Dan roles, nine are not innocent. It would be great to be Song Shu's benefactor. No matter how many people kneel down, they can't ask for it.

Fu Congshen nodded to express his acquiescence, but the little actor in front of him picked up Joe with him solemnly.

"Yes, but I have a few conditions that you must agree to."

"You talk first."

"First of all, I'm only being kept for this winter. When the relationship is terminated, I have the final say."

This first sentence made Fu Congshen furious, "You still want to leave me and find someone else, let me tell you, no—"

"Don't be so full of words." Song Shu interrupted him, with a calm expression, "Who are you? I'm just a sick actor. You must be tired of it by then. You might as well give me a face."

He got out of the quilt and leaned closer to the man, his dark eyes flickered, "You don't think you'll be interested in me for the rest of your life, do you?"

Fu Congshen looked at him firmly, and after a while he sneered, took off his coat and wrapped it around Song Shu, wrapped him tightly, and said calmly, "Next one."

This is agreed.

"I think you already know that I have a child. Although he is not my own, I have always treated him as my son." Song Shu said, "I have to spend more time with him. You can't interfere with me."

"..." Fu Cong took a deep breath, "What else?"

"Also, I won't sleep with you."

"Fart!" The man stood up abruptly, glaring at him fiercely, "You think I'm being taken advantage of! How can there be such a reason to sleep for others or not for me? Let me tell you, when you recover completely, I will If you don't get back what you owe me, I won't be named Fu!"

Song Shu raised his face, blinked his eyes and looked at him. His thin white fingers poked out from under his coat and closed his neckline. He lowered his head and coughed again.

"..." Fu Congshen sat down heavily on the edge of the bed, turned his back with a livid face.

"I know it doesn't make sense." Song Shu waited for a while, then gently pulled his sleeve from behind, "But I can guarantee that I won't sleep with anyone else, and I don't plan to be on stage this winter, I will only sing for you, but good?"

"..."

Just let him sing alone...

The voice behind his head was gentle and gentle, as if a soft little paw was scratching his heart, Fu Congshen's mood brightened instantly, and for the first time in his life, he felt that a sentence could sound like this.

When Song Shu's fingers shook the man's sleeve again, he was caught by a warm palm.

"That's settled." Fu Congshen turned around, kneading his soft and boneless little hands in various ways, and suppressed the corners of his lips, pretending to be serious with a straight face: "You will be my man from now on." gone."

Song Shu nodded, thinking that it was easy to fool.

He was not surprised that Fu Congshen would be tempted by him, and he never had to underestimate himself in front of Gou Chen.In fact, he didn't hate the other person's temperament, but the initial impression was too bad, and he couldn't just accept Fu Congshen without any grudges.Song Shu thought that if Gou Chen in this life really had someone else, he would rather maintain such a relationship for the rest of his life.

……

Others don't know, but Fu Congshen himself doesn't know. This is definitely the first time he has been tempted, and it is also the first time he has been taken care of by someone. He has no experience, so he just thinks about it and treats Song Shu with his heart.

Make clothes for him, give him a lot of money, take him out to eat delicious food, and ask the best doctor to recuperate his body.The rest of Xiao Pong's family is also reluctant to force them to accompany wine and warm the bed.

When Fu Congshen went out to discuss business with someone, he felt sour when he saw that he hugged Pang Jia'er, who came out to drink with him, on his lap to molested him, thinking that he was holding him happily without even kissing him.

His subordinates also told him, you are not a nurturing person, you are clearly pursuing Mr. Song.

It doesn't matter to Fu Congshen, he just gets used to the person he likes, as long as he is obedient and doesn't flirt outside.

Song Shu didn't like Fu Congshen coming to the house directly, so he usually sent a car to pick up people directly. From time to time, there appeared a stylish car in the dilapidated alley, as well as well-dressed drivers and guards. It was hard for the neighbors to know. .

Knowing this, there will be gossipers, the so-called not suffering from widows but suffering from inequality, a widow with a child is quite pitiful, but now I don’t know which high branch to step on, these people are jealous, even Song Shu When I had enough money, I didn't send them less things.

When Song Shu came back one day, Xiao Douding squatted in the yard pitifully by himself, his clothes were dirty and dusty, but when he saw him, he rushed over happily and hugged him around the waist without letting go.

"What's wrong?" Song Shu touched his head, and immediately hugged the child.

"Miss, I won't go to Granny Wang's house for dinner anymore." Fu Nanjun put his arms around his neck and said sullenly, "I can cook by myself."

"How can I do that?" Song Shu carried the man into the house, but he already had a premonition in his heart, "Did Granny Wang say something to you?"

Xiao Douding refused to answer, but hugged him even tighter, babbling in his neck for a long time before choking out, "Anyway, I just don't like Grandma Wang, so I won't go to her house anymore!"

Hmph, anyone who says his little mother is bad is a bad person!

Fu Nanjun's eyes turned red when he thought of what those people said about Song Shu. Although he didn't want her to be close to others, he wanted her to live a better life. He wanted to see her dressed beautifully, eating well and drinking well. Yes, it's best if you don't touch the spring water with your ten fingers, and someone is always waiting for you.

He had seen that man a few times when he was picking up Xiaoniang. Although he looked a bit fierce, at least he was not like some people who would lewdly go up to Xiaoniang when they saw her. She even looked good when she was with him. Quite a lot.

"Xiao Niang, you will get married in the future and have other children, will you not want Junjun?" Fu Nanjun was put on the stool by Song Shu, and asked with his head up.

"How is it possible." Song Shu couldn't help laughing, "I won't have children, and I won't marry a man with children. Don't worry, you are the only one."

"Really?" Fu Nanjun's eyes lit up immediately.

"Yeah." Song Shu rubbed his head, squatted down and looked at him, "Tell me, what did they say?"

What else can I say, say that Song Shu is shameless and uses sex to do things to people.No matter how brightly she is dressed now, the inside is already rotten and rotten, and she is no longer the clean person she used to be!

Fu Nanjun refused to say it, but Song Shu could guess it, and he didn't care if he guessed it, but he just told Xiao Douding not to take it to heart, after all, no one can say for sure which is dirtier, a prostitute or a client.

But the next time Fu Congshen came to pick him up, something very interesting happened.

Song Shu was putting on clothes in the room, but Xiao Douding suddenly ran in and told him angrily that the daughter of Grandma Wang next door was posing at the door, as if she wanted to attract Fu Congshen's attention!

He opened the window and looked out, and sure enough, he saw a girl in a cotton white dress standing next to the Citroen, as if she was talking to the people in the car.

It was really cold to wear a cloth skirt this day. The girl kept a pure and sweet smile on her face, but her two calves were exposed and trembling. From his point of view, it was ridiculous and pitiful.

Song Shu paused for the hand holding the long gown, and turned back to change another one.All these in his closet were made for him by Fu Congshen, and one of them is called "cheongsam".

Fu Congshen gave him this one out of selfishness. He didn't have time to appreciate Song Shu's cheongsam when he first saw him. Naturally, he hoped that he could wear it again. It's just that the weather has been cold recently, and Fu Congshen didn't mention it. Song Shu didn't care.

But the heating in the hotel is very good, so it's okay to wear it once.Thinking, he took off the cheongsam.

Fu Congshen was sitting in the car, impatiently beating rhythms on his knees.Song Shu didn't allow him to enter the door every time, and he didn't even like him to get out of the car and wait. He didn't know what to do when he was alone in the car. Didn't he know that he really wanted to see him?No timeliness at all!

Angrily glanced at the person floating like a female ghost outside, Fu Congshen was about to instruct the driver to honk twice to scare them away when he caught a glimpse of a figure from the corner of his eye.

Slender, tall, with a perfect figure outlined by the dark blue cheongsam, he was wearing a thick black waistcoat, revealing a graceful neck like a swan, a forearm like white jade, and a slit skirt while walking snow white slender legs...

Song Shu was a little cold, so he ran faster. When he came to the side of the car, the end of his eyes were a little red from the wind, and his whole body showed a wet look.

The girl was dumbfounded. She was pretty enough. She was praised by the neighbors since she was a child. This morning, she put on heavy makeup for an hour. Standing in front of Song Shu now, she looked like a weed. Putting on the delicate and charming roses, the whole person instantly becomes gray and stunned.

It really seduces men.The girl gritted her teeth, but Song Shu got into the car without even looking at her.

Huh, it's still a little cold.

Turning his head to meet a pair of eager eyes, he was about to say something when suddenly the world spun and the car door opened again.

Before Wang Po's daughter had time to feel depressed, she saw the tall and handsome man carrying Song Shu on his shoulders, and strode into the house.

"Dare to go out dressed like this, you are really my ancestor!"

Fu Congshen cursed, slapped his upturned petals, took him back to the house and ordered him to be tightly wrapped in three layers, and then led out the person dressed like a ball.

Song Shu reluctantly followed behind him, and even kicked the man's leg.

"..."

Fu Congshen stuffed the man into the seat, and then ordered the driver to drive, causing him to eat a mouthful of car exhaust.

"Tell me, ancestor, why did you fix this for me today?"

"Didn't you say you want to take me to a high-end restaurant? If I don't dress more formally, wouldn't it be embarrassing for you?" Song Shu pulled off his scarf and muttered unhappily. what to do."

"If it's colder, you can move here and live with me. My house is well ventilated, so I won't freeze you."

"...I said no, but you mentioned it again."

"Hey, is it possible that you are still living in this dilapidated alley and showing affection?" Fu Congshen glanced at him with downcast eyes, half a smile, "I used to think that you were reluctant to part with your neighbors, and I was afraid that you would be bored at home. Now you have no reason not to." Come live with me and tell me something?"

Song Shu didn't say anything, and turned his face slightly, looking at the past from the side, his slender eyelashes trembled like a cattail fan.

This appearance immediately made Fu Congshen feel distressed. As soon as he hugged him hard, his voice slowed down, "But did someone who didn't have eyes bully you?"

"No."

"Not yet, that girl's eyes are about to bleed when she looks at you!"

"That's for you."

"What do you mean you came after me? You refused to disclose my reputation. If you tell them my name is Fu Congshen, who would dare to say no to you?"

The man crossed his legs and said arrogantly, "When the time comes, I will be like me, offering you as my ancestor!"

"..." Song Shu gave him a small look, then shook his head after a long while, "I'll think about it again."

What are you thinking about!Fu Congshen was so impatient, he thought it was useless to rely on lip service.

Without further words, he raised his hand to smooth Song Shu's collar carefully, and secretly thought of other ideas.

……

Song Shu didn't like Fu Congshen's home, but after that day, the man followed him more and more sternly, especially when neighbors were watching, he would come in and dawdle for a while, for fear that others would not know how reluctant he was leave.

After a long time, Song Shu also went with him, anyway, the other party would not really do something wrong to him, that is, hang around twice, drink a cup of tea and have some snacks.

Xiao Douding seemed to be a little afraid of him. Every time a man came, he would pester Song Shu to hug him. Song Shu's gentle and doting look really made Fu Congshen very sad, but he didn't take it too seriously. After all, he didn't care about a child.

One day, Fu Congshen walked into his house as soon as he arrived, saying that he would not take him out to eat today, but that he would cook for him himself.

Although Song Shu was a little surprised, he didn't doubt much, because Gou Chen's cooking skills were very good in several lifetimes, even if Fu Congshen didn't look like that kind of person, he couldn't tell for sure.

Since the man asked enthusiastically, he went with the other party. The kitchen at home is not often used, but there are still some that should be available. Cooking a meal is not a problem.

However, half an hour later, thick smoke billowed from the kitchen chimney.

Song Shu was startled, and immediately came out of the back room, and ran into a man with a dark face before taking two steps.

"It's okay, it's okay, don't go in, I just accidentally set the kitchen on fire, and it's gone now."

This kind of thing is actually so easy to say!

Song Shu didn't believe it, he waved his hand away and still wanted to go in, but the man stopped him again and dragged him into the room with his arms and arms, "Don't look, save me some face!"

Song Shu always felt that something was wrong, and suddenly turned to look at him, "Did you do it on purpose?"

"What the hell! Am I that kind of person?" Fu Congshen wiped his soot-covered face, "Look, I almost set myself on fire!"

"..."

The man's appearance was so embarrassing, Song Shu couldn't help but bend the corners of his mouth, bowed his head and snickered.

"Hey, it's fun." Fu Congshen pinched his chin to make him look up, eyebrows raised, "Can you live with me now?"

"You really did it on purpose!"

"Anyway, the kitchen has been burnt down. Say what you like."

"..." Song Shu was surprised by his rascal again, and angrily slapped his hand off, "This house is rented by someone else, so I just left with you, how can I explain to him?"

"What a coincidence." Unexpectedly, the man smiled calmly, took out two pieces of paper from his pocket, and flattened them with a flick of his wrist: "The house deed and land deed, now this whole alley and the whole street are my property, Fu Congshen , You said... who do I have to explain to?"

"..." Song Shu was dumbfounded.

Squeezing his smooth face, Fu Congshen hugged him again and went into the house, "Go and pack your things, I'm going to take you away today!"

It took Song Shu a long time to react, he broke free from his grasp, and pushed him back, "Go wash your face and change your clothes, and see how it looks... There are clothes in the closet that you can wear." .”

After finishing speaking, he went to fetch water for him, while Fu Congshen swaggered into the back room, feeling that the plan was implemented perfectly.

Opening the closet, he saw the coat he gave Song Shu at the first sight. The man couldn't help but smile triumphantly, and said to himself that he was still playing duplicity with himself, so he obviously didn't want to throw it away~

Putting the clothes on the bed to put them on, Fu Congshen crossed his hands and took off the sweater. When he lowered his head, he suddenly caught a glimpse of something under the pillow. He picked it up with his fingers, and it turned out to be a piece of jade.

The hook jade is crystal clear, and its fine color is definitely not ordinary. The gold thread on it is also carefully woven. It is very valuable at first glance, and it is very carefully preserved.

Fu Congshen sniffed it close to the tip of his nose, and there was a faint scent of white plum, which was exactly the smell of Song Shu's body, and it seemed to be something close to his body.

"This is left by my father."

Suddenly, a childish voice sounded: "My little mother treasures this the most, you are not allowed to take it."

Fu Congshen was taken aback for a moment, and looked down at the child behind him, the emotion in his eyes gradually sank, and his throat became dry: "...your father?"

"Yes." Fu Nanjun nodded seriously, "He is my little lady's husband."

Before he could ask again, Song Shu came in from the outside, gave a soft "hey" when he saw this, put down the basin, took Gouyu back from his hand, hung it back around his neck carefully, and hid it in his clothes .

"Accidentally dropped it this morning."

Song Shu chanted while straightening his collar, suddenly felt that the atmosphere was not right, so when he raised his head, he bumped into Fu Congshen's dark and deep eyes.