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

The atmosphere was so tense that it almost froze, and every breath and breath could be heard clearly. Fu Congshen's sight shifted from the black barrel of the gun for a moment, and his voice was slightly hoarse:

"Baby, come here."

He is calling Song Shu.

The man looked calm, but there was a hint of uneasiness hidden in his tone that was extremely difficult to detect, so that the end of his voice trembled slightly, he was afraid.

He was afraid that Song Shu would refuse, and that he would hide behind He Yuzhou. He remembered Song Shu's murmur in his ear that night when he had a fever. That sound was like throwing his whole heart on the fire, torturing him day and night. Make him jealous.

Song Shu didn't know the mood of the other party. The two drew their guns so fast that he didn't react for a while. Hearing Fu Congshen's words at this time, he was not willing to go around to the side at all, but wanted to jump from the stage Go down and jump to Fu Congshen's side.

But the moment he stepped out of the footsteps, he keenly heard the sound of the trigger being pulled next to him.

Song Shu turned around decisively and kicked He Yuzhou's wrist straightly.

"Bang! Bang!"

Two shots fired in succession, He Yuzhou's bullet missed, and the gun flew out of his hand, while Fu Congshen's bullet went straight into his shoulder, bursting into blood immediately.

Fu Congshen strode forward, holding a gun in one hand, and directly fished Song Shu off the stage with the other, and wrapped him tightly in his arms.

His nostrils were instantly filled with the cold fragrance that belonged to him, and his waist was tightened. Fu Congshen felt that he hugged his waist obediently, and pressed his cheek against his neck.

So the heart that was hanging in the air was let go in an instant, and the sourness turned into traces of sweetness. Fu Congshen ignored He Yuzhou who was standing on the stage with his hands on his shoulders, and left the restaurant with his little ancestor in his arms.

……

"You clearly promised to only sing for me alone."

Fu Congshen held the man in his arms and checked it up and down carefully. After confirming that not a single hair had fallen off, he finally calmed down, and then stared at his boudoir for trouble.

"I owe this to him." Song Shu was originally sitting on his lap, but now he is wrapping his arms around the man's neck, with his wide sleeves overlapping and shaking slightly, "Don't be angry."

"..." Fu Congshen couldn't stand his coquetry, but this is not an ordinary thing, so while sullenly, he held the man's slender waist and rubbed it gently, "Whatever you owe him, you have to pay it yourself , are you afraid that your man will not be able to pay back?"

"Itch, don't make trouble..."

It was really itchy to do this through the clothes, and he couldn't get out of the car, so he could only hold down the middle of the other's hand and hold him still, stretched out a little finger like white jade, and passed it to the person, "I'll hook you up."

Fu Congshen: "..."

……WTF?

Song Shu rubbed the stubble on the man's chin with his fingertips, and winked at him.

Tsk, why is it so painful?

Fu Congshen's liver trembled because of his cuteness, he snorted twice, hooked his fingers with one hand, and pulled down the back of the man's neck with the other hand to kiss, the kiss was inseparable.

As soon as the vehicle bumped, Song Shu slipped from his lap, and then was pressed on the back seat again. The man's tall body was like a wall, blocking him airtightly, just like holding him in his arms Hiding like a pro.

The mouth was swollen from the kiss, the wet eyes were pitifully red, and the saliva was forced out of the corners of the mouth. The man gently wiped it away with his thumb, and finally pecked hard on the wet red soft lips:

"You like me, don't you?"

"……Um?"

"Do you like me?" Fu Congshen asked as he rubbed his head down, his head stopped in his heart, and he huddled in his arms like a big dog, "Those bastards should go away! From here on, we can only pretend I, Fu Congshen, do you understand?"

Just after he finished speaking such domineering words, the man looked up at him with pitiful eyes, and grabbed his hand to discuss, "Can you pull the hook on this matter?"

"..."

What is the wrong tendon in the end, and he feels that he has someone else in his heart?Song Shu was both helpless and funny, clasped his wrist and pulled him up a bit, then kissed him lightly on the forehead.

I'm not sure whether the feelings for the man are love, or whether it's purely because of this soul, or whether there are preconceived feelings as the basis...but Song Shu undoubtedly likes it.

I like to be with him, I like to be close to him, I like to watch him grow into a completely different person in various backgrounds, and then fall in love with himself without exception, and he is the only one with all eyes and hearts.

And he can always do whatever he wants.

……

The Fu family and the He family were originally well-known families in Hangzhou. Later, the He family moved to Beining and developed quite well. Although the Fu family is still entrenched in the south, Fu Congshen is a well-known figure, so the relationship between the two Every move attracts people's attention.

There was a lot of commotion that day, and not long after, almost half of the people in Beiping City knew that Fu Congshen and the young master of the He family had a falling out because of an actor, and even fired a gun, almost killing someone.

This story was so delightful to the common people who were eating melon seeds and watching the theater, it was spread all over the streets and alleys, and Song Shu became the protagonist in their mouths.Even people who didn't like to listen to operas before started to wonder how good-looking this man is, so that he can fascinate the two famous masters so much.

But since people have followed Master Fu, the common people may never hear his operas for the rest of their lives. How could Master Fu release him to show his face again?A good brother has to be shot every time he listens to it!

They guessed it was true. After that day, Fu Congshen covered Song Shu even more tightly. He wanted to hang it on his belt wherever he went. If Song Shu had something to go out, he would immediately drop the work in hand. Follow no matter what.

Song Shu didn't mind this person being clingy to him, after all, it was natural for a dog to cling to its owner, and he had long been used to it.But Fu Nanjun was not happy. The child was studying in school during the day, and at night he wanted to post with his mother, but he had to look at people's eyes, and he was very angry.

Whenever he met Song Shu, Fu Congshen would be as childish as possible, and it was common for him to fight with children.The child acted like a baby, and he also acted like a baby. When the child begged to be hugged, he immediately grabbed the person and hugged him on his lap. The child buried the child in the mother's heart, and he buried it too... His teeth skillfully bit the button of the gown, rubbed inside like a big wolf dog, and caught it. Sit twice when you have the opportunity, even if you get slapped by Song Shu, you will never get tired of it.

Because of Song Shu's poor health, the two of them have not done anything so far, so why not let him take two bites?

When the weather gradually warmed up, Fu Congshen began to coax him into wearing cheongsams, all kinds of them, and put them on people with his own hands every day.

This thing is really fragrant|colorful and beautiful|elegant. The most beautiful brocade is woven with the finest Hangzhou silk, which outlines the graceful curves of the body, the slender neck, the white arms, the thin back, and the slender legs that are looming when walking... …

Song Shu has no particular opinion on what to wear, usually a man agrees with coaxing, so when he is leaning on the sofa reading a book, there will always be a hand that touches up from the delicate ankle bone, along the slit all the way up, Then couldn't help but hugged him and separated him, teasing him with the soft petals.

Fu Congshen felt that such a beauty could be touched and touched, but he would get sick after holding it in for a while!

……

In April, young masters and young ladies from wealthy families also began to walk around with each other.Fu Congshen used to like to get together with his elder brothers, but after having Song Shu, he seldom went to such occasions.This time, he was invited three times and four times by a partner with a good relationship. In addition, he had a little desire to swear sovereignty, and Song Shu was willing to go out for a walk, so he agreed.

Of course, it was impossible for Fu Congshen to let Song Shu wear a cheongsam to meet people, so he put on a white suit for him today.Afraid of catching cold when blowing his hair, Song Shu's long hair was cut short to the neck, and now he can only stick a small prick at the back of his head. His appearance was no different from that of the young masters from rich and noble families.

When Song Shu followed Fu Congshen at the ball, the eyes of almost everyone in the audience fell. At first, they were still a bit inquiring, but when they saw the extreme handsomeness and the extreme beauty of the two, all eyes turned into astonishment.

Song Shu didn't like to be sociable, so Fu Congshen simply introduced him to a few old friends who were very close, and then took him away from the crowd, hiding until the music started, and then went off the dance floor with the guests.

The activity of dancing seems to have been introduced from the West, and it is very popular among young people in the city.Song Shu couldn't, and Fu Congshen wasn't good at it either. The two of them just hugged each other and swayed slowly to the music, whispering cheek to cheek.

"That kid He Yuzhou didn't dare to come today."

"What's the matter, do you want to see him?"

"Pull it down, I want him to take a look, how well you have raised me, tell him to get away and stop trying to get your ideas." Fu Congshen snorted coldly, with an inexplicable sense of complacency in his tone, "Baby, now They all know you're my wife."

"...Well." Song Shu smiled, "So what if you know?"

"If you know it, you can't go back on your word! Otherwise, people will say that you've been rebellious and abandoned. It depends on how you behave."

"I……"

Just as Song Shu was thinking of something to refute, there was a sudden commotion from the other end of the dance floor, and the commotion gradually spread. The dancing men and women stopped one after another, and then they all made way for Song Shu and Fu Congshen to stand in the center.

The aura of the man beside him suddenly became cold. Song Shu raised his eyes to look in front of the door, and saw the well-dressed He Yuzhou, and...a man being pushed in a wheelchair.

With a slight frown between his eyebrows, Song Shu intuitively felt that the person looked familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was for a while.

But He Yuzhou didn't confuse him for too long. When the whole ballroom quieted down, everyone's eyes focused on this place. His eyes paused on Song Shu, then smiled slightly, and gave up the person behind him to Fu Congshen.

"Congshen, do you know who this person is?"

The man sitting in the wheelchair had a sickly pale complexion, cloudy eyes, and a gloomy cheek because he was too thin, but anyone with a discerning eye could still see that his appearance was somewhat similar to Fu Congshen.

Song Shu noticed that the man was clenching his hands tightly, and looked sideways. Fu Congshen's brows were tightly frowned, and his dark eyes were bottomless, revealing a trace of surprise.

"What do you mean, tell me." The man said coldly, putting his left hand on the holster around his waist.

Of course he recognized this person, he was Fu Conghua, his elder brother with the same father and mother.Fu Conghua suffered from a serious illness a few years ago, and his health has been very bad. He has been recuperating at home all year round, so there must be something different about the two suddenly appearing here together, and it is probably related to Song Shu.

With a bad premonition in his heart, Fu Cong looked down at him, squeezed the warm hand in his palm, and comforted him in a low voice, "It's okay, don't be afraid."

The reaction of the two of them was too flat, and a trace of surprise flashed in He Yuzhou's eyes. He pushed his glasses, and continued spontaneously: "I went back to Hangzhou a few days ago, and I happened to meet Madam Fu. Madam told me that you haven't seen me for a long time. I'll excuse you when you go home, but now it seems that you almost don't recognize Big Brother Fu?"

He pointed out his relationship with the Fu family in a few sentences, his eyes fell on Song Shu, and his voice raised slightly, "Also, do you know who is the person next to you?"

Fu Congshen was silent.

"It is your brother's wife, your sister-in-law."