Did the playwright couple get divorced today?

Chapter 143 "If it weren't for the fact that morality does not allow it in broad daylight, I would put my hand on your ass."

Nan Song's eyebrows trembled when he heard this, and he turned his head to look at Shen Du's side face: "Is the amputation too harsh?"

Shen Du and her looked at each other, with a hint of displeasure in their eyes.

"What? Do you feel heavy?"

Nan Song's little heart was suspended for a second by his warning eyes, and he quickly shook his head in denial: "It's not heavy, it's not heavy, it's not heavy!"

She was afraid that if she reacted too slowly, this man could say something more insane than amputation.

But there is one thing to say, what Shen Gou said just now was indeed very imposing. For a moment, Nan Song even felt as if he saw a standard heroine in a romance novel.

Really nice.

Min Dong had already suffered in front of Shen Du last time, and Shen Du's aura was already strong, seeing him now, he didn't even dare to say a word for an instant.

Shen Du's cold eyes fell on Min Dong's face, he only stayed for a second, then turned around and walked away with his arms around Nan Song's shoulder.

After walking a few steps, he seemed to remember something, and moved his hand down to Nan Song's waist.

Nan Song noticed that his waist was itchy, and turned to ask him: "What? Why did you hug my waist all of a sudden? Are you playing hooligans in broad daylight?"

Shen Du looked calm: "This way it looks ambiguous and stimulates him."

After finishing speaking, he added: "If it weren't for the fact that the morality of Lang Lang Qian Kun in broad daylight is not allowed, I would move my hand down a little bit and put it on your butt."

Nan Song: "."

Grass, I really broke my leg.

How did this dog man manage to be calm and say such shameless words? ? ?

Even a person like her, who usually likes to gossip, feels ashamed after hearing this, and can't wait to complain that the skills of gossip in her lifetime have been wasted.

And according to the volume of his speech just now, Min Dong must have heard it, good guy, this is even more exciting.

After the two got into the car, they headed towards the Shen family's old house.

In the car, Shen Du remembered what she said about the scumbag just now.

"The scumbag standards you just said are all true?"

Nan Song looked at him with a hint of "you seem to have a problem with IQ".

"Of course it's made up. Scumbags are trash in essence. No matter how good the conditions are, they can't gild their personality. I said that just to stimulate Min Dong and let him know that he is so trash that he is not even worthy of being a scumbag." .”

Nan Song could see clearly, there seemed to be a hint of appreciation in Shen Du's gaze towards him.

The corners of her lips curled slightly: "How is it? Do you think what I said is very interesting?"

Shen Du looked at the direction in front of him, and didn't answer her question directly, but said lightly: "I didn't realize it before, but sometimes your mind turns quite quickly."

Nan Song actually wants to answer: I learned it from you. After all, I have been fighting wits and courage with you since I got married for so long. Isn't the speed of my brain turning faster?
But she didn't say it, because she always felt that this narcissistic dog man would pull out a set of bullshit theories about "if you are strong, you will be strong" on the spot, and she would never give him any chance to be complacent.
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Because it was rush hour, there was a traffic jam on the road for a while, and it was almost six o'clock when the two arrived at the Shen family's old house.

Ye Lan, who celebrated her birthday, is the protagonist of today's family banquet, so she dressed up carefully, wearing a very decent and elegant cheongsam.

And coincidentally, the style and color of that cheongsam just matched the shawl that Nan Song gave.

Wearing that shawl, Ye Lan turned left and right a few times for everyone to appreciate, and harvested a wave of sincere rainbow farts.

"Oh, our Xiao Song has a good vision, every time you give me a gift, it can be sent to my heart!"

While praising Nan Song, Ye Lan glanced at her son: "What about you, Shen Du? You don't even know how to give gifts to your old mother on her birthday? Look at Xiao Song, then at you, tsk tsk, little White-eyed wolf."

Shen Du's tone was unhurried: "I have asked someone to inquire about the bracelet you like. I just got the goods yesterday, but because I have to go through customs, I guess it will take two or three days to arrive."

When Ye Lan heard that her son bought the bracelet that she had been thinking about for a long time, her face flushed with joy, but the next second she realized that she seemed a little too excited and out of grace.

So he waved his hands unintentionally and said: "Oh, look at you, as your dear mother, I didn't mean to ask you for a gift when I said this."

"Okay, dear mother, don't pretend, do you know that you are so happy that there are three more wrinkles on the corners of your eyes?"

Shen Du mercilessly exposed Ms. Ye.

Ye Lan: "."

Nan Song: "."

Looking at the scene of "mother and child in harmony", Nan Song couldn't help but think about it differently. If she were Ye Lan, with such a cheap-mouthed son as Shen Du, she would definitely beat him up on the spot until he didn't know the palace in the sky. What year is this eve.

After the formal dinner was over, Nan Song pushed out the cake he had ordered, and when making wishes to the candles, Ye Lan motioned for everyone to be quiet.

Shen Zeyun chimed in: "Everyone be quiet, our elegant and beautiful Ms. Ye is going to speak."

Ye Lan gave him a friendly look, and smiled softly: "I have always been a relatively Buddhist person, or I may be middle-aged, and I have almost no other wishes except for the health and happiness of my family members. , but this year's birthday wish, I must make it well."

I don't know why, when Nan Song heard the first half of Ye Lan's words, he had a vague premonition in his heart.

Ye Lan glanced around the crowd, her gaze stayed on the faces of Shen Du and Nan Song for a few more seconds, and Nan Song's little heart beat even more anxiously.

Ye Lan made a wishing gesture towards the cake, then closed her eyes, and the scene was quiet for about ten seconds.

After opening her eyes, Shen Zeyun teased her: "What wish did my wife make?"

Ye Lan gave Shen Du and Nan Song a meaningful look, and looked coldly at her husband: "Why did I tell you? Birthday wishes won't work if you say them, haven't you heard of it?"

Shen Zeyun showed an embarrassed but polite smile: "Yes, yes, my wife is right."

Because they didn't go back to the Shen family's old house for dinner for too long, Shen Du and Nan Song didn't go back to the Feili mansion after the end, and stayed directly in the Shen family's old house.

Tonight, the two of them lived in the room on the left of the stairs on the second floor, which was also Shen Du's room before.

After lying down on the bed, Nan Song still couldn't sleep, so he started chatting with Shen Du: "Hey, what do you think mom's birthday wish is tonight?"

Shen Du put his arms behind his head, closed his eyes and meditated, and said lazily, "What else can I do except hope that we can have a baby soon."

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(End of this chapter)