Did the playwright couple get divorced today?

Chapter 103 Husband, don’t get me wrong, I just think you’re serious like a film under a flyover
In the next second, Shen Du's taunt came from his ear.

"You can pull it down, I don't know you yet? You? Nan Song? Don't you have the habit of eating supper?"

Listening to his series of rhetorical questions, Nan Song only felt that he had been insulted, and was about to refute, but was interrupted by Shen Du's words.

"If a woman's mouth is reliable, sows will climb trees. It's all lies if you don't eat late at night. It's not like I haven't bumped into you before and ordered takeaway quietly in the middle of the night."

Nan Song: "."

Seeing her deflated look from the corner of the eye, the corners of Shen Du's lips twitched slightly, it seemed that he really hit the spot.

Although Nan Song was still unconvinced in his heart, he didn't say anything after all, because what the dog man said was right. First, she really didn't eat enough tonight. Second, she really, really likes food too much. Plant something woo woo woo woo!

In the middle of the night, the glutton living in the stomach is just about to move!What can she do!It's not just a matter of humility and humility!

From the corner of his eye, Shen Du glanced at her expression from the rearview mirror, and said again: "Eat, or not to eat, I'll give you three seconds to think, I'll count down to three, three, two, one"

"Eat, eat, eat, eat! I will eat!" Nan Song seized the last second opportunity to express his true heart.

The corner of Shen Du's mouth curled into a satisfied arc.

Nan Song caught his smile, and added with a cold face: "But you also saw that this is what you forced me to eat, not what I thought in my heart."

???

Shen Du: "Nan Song, do you think I'm blind?"

Nan Song pursed his thin lips tightly and remained silent, pretending that he didn't hear his question at all.

Shen Du was too lazy to argue with her, and asked, "What do you want to eat?"

"That's a little too much to eat."

After all, she was released from the crew just after filming, and her restless heart could no longer be suppressed.

Nan Song's lips moved slightly and was about to speak, when Shen Du's cold voice came from beside him: "If you dare to say that you want to eat snail noodles, I will throw you down to feed the dogs right now."

Nan Song: "."

In fact, among the pile of delicacies she was going to talk about, there were really snail noodles, but now hearing what Shen Du said, she had no choice but to temporarily remove the name of snail noodles in her heart.

But I don't know why, the answers in my mind seem to be slowly becoming blurred after thinking about it, and finally, only one answer remains clearly.

Nan Song turned his head, looked at the beautiful side face of the driver, and said word by word: "I want to eat the pan-fried veal steak you made."

Shen Du: "."

On a big night, he would also cook for her a pan-fried veal steak?
At this moment, Shen Du suddenly regretted that he insisted on asking her what she wanted to eat just now, did he shoot himself in the foot in the end?

Seeing that Shen Du pursed his lips and remained silent, Nan Song seemed to have sensed his thoughts, and asked directly: "What do you mean by not speaking? Have you repented? It is you who insisted on asking me whether I want to eat supper or what do I want to eat?" .”

There are reasons and evidences that cannot be refuted at all.

Shen Du sighed silently in his heart, and then said calmly: "Okay, make pan-fried veal steak."

Nan Song's face brightened for a second.

Ten minutes later, the two arrived home.

Nan Song has been filming outside for several months, Shen Du is on a business trip and spends most of his time staying in hotels, and the Fei Li Mansion has been unoccupied for a long time.

As soon as they entered the door, the two felt a cold breath.

Standing at the entrance, Nan Song turned his head and looked at Shen Du, and the two looked at each other.

"."

Nan Song walked in with the bag and said: "Ah, this house is cold, it feels worse than a doghouse"

Shen Du looked at her back from behind, and said calmly: "Now that you're back, this house can be compared to a kennel."

Nan Song turned his head: "What harm to you? Don't think I can't hear it."

Shen Du snorted nonchalantly, took off his suit jacket and rolled up the sleeves of the white shirt inside. The cuffs were rolled up to the forearm, revealing smooth, healthy and strong muscle lines.

Nan Song went back to the upstairs bedroom to pack up the luggage he brought back from the crew, and when he changed into pajamas and went downstairs, he could already smell the tempting fragrance floating in the air.

Wearing her slippers, she ran to the door of the western kitchen, and saw Shen Du was putting the pan-fried veal steak on a plate.

There are more than a dozen veal steaks placed on a snow-white long porcelain plate, surrounded by a few stalks of green rosemary and a few small tomatoes for delicate embellishment, which looks high-end and delicious.

Suddenly, Nan Song's gaze slowly shifted from the veal steak on the plate to Shen Du.

What did that sentence say?

Oh yes, serious men are the most handsome, one thing to say, at this moment, seeing Shen Du seriously arranging the plates, the whole picture is really a bit pleasing to the eye.

Thinking of this, Nan Song quietly raised his mobile phone and took a picture of Shen Du——

"Crack!"

The whole kitchen and living room were very quiet, Nan Song was frightened by the clear and loud voice,
Fuck!She actually forgot to press the button to close the shutter before taking the picture!Is there anything more embarrassing in this world than being found out about sneak shots?
After the shooting was finished, the photo was automatically saved. Nan Song saw Shen Du looking in her direction through the phone's camera, and there was a trace of doubt in the man's eyes.

"Are you secretly filming me?"

Calm down, you must stay calm, Nan Song is silently doing psychological construction for himself in his heart, but the movement of holding the mobile phone in his hand still does not change.

Stared at by Shen Du's sharp eyes, Nan Song stabilized his embarrassing mood and blurted out: "Husband, I don't mean anything else, I just think that when you are serious, you look like you put a film on your phone under the overpass."

Shen Du: "."

What is this woman doing?After a tiring day, I originally planned to take a shower and sleep as soon as I got home, so I worked so hard to make her a pan-fried veal steak, but she said that he looked like he was under a flyover?

Shen Du suddenly felt a little unhappy in his heart.

He straightened up slowly, washed his hands, and when he passed by Nan Song with a plate of veal steak, he said, "Don't even think about eating a piece tonight."

Nan Song's expression was bitter for a moment: "Don't."

She quickly took two dinner forks, sat down at her own seat at the dining table, and passed one of them towards Shen Du.

"Here, Chef Shen."

Shen Du raised his eyes and looked at Nan Song's bright eyes, with a hint of flattery in his smiling expression.

Shen Du took the fork expressionlessly, and forked a piece of veal steak into his mouth: "Mmm, it's really delicious."

Nan Song showed a very doggy smile: "Yes, I said that your cooking must be delicious!"

After speaking, he began to attack the veal steak, but the fork was blocked halfway.

　Thank you [Fatty people eat less, I'm going to be green sooner or later] Master Juan for sending me Bing Kuo Luo!
　　Thank you for your red beans and recommended tickets!
　　


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