Did the playwright couple get divorced today?

Chapter 193 But Now... She Actually Feels the Pleasure of Being Forced? ? ?
Nan Song was made a little dizzy by him, and he only answered with a coquettish moan when he was unconscious.

"it is good"

In the past, the two of them basically turned off the lights every time, but not this time, Shen Du silently admired every inch of Nan Song's expression.

With her eyes half-opened and half-closed, she found that Shen Du was looking at her, and for some reason, a sense of shyness that she had never felt before invaded her whole body at this moment.

In desperation, Nan Song reached out and groped to the side, grabbed a pillow and covered his face.

This little action of hers left only the cuteness in Shen Du's eyes, and the cute picture of her covering her head with a pillow on the sofa just now came to mind again.

Shen Du's eyes that were already stained with lust deepened.-
New Year's Eve, New Year's Eve.

Nan Song and Shen Du arrived at Shen's old house early in the morning with gifts.

This is an old-fashioned villa area, the environment is quiet and quiet, and the green belt along the way is decorated with small red lanterns, which looks very festive.

Shen Du and Nan Song had already delivered the gift to Nan's house in advance.

Nan Song is wearing a red tunic coat today, her slender and straight calves are wrapped in boots, her slightly curly long hair is loose, and her whole body exudes a gentle and elegant temperament.

Even she herself hasn't fully accepted it yet——

This overcoat was actually chosen for her by this man himself when she and Shen Du went shopping for gifts yesterday.

Nan Song suddenly remembered the scene when he was trying on clothes in the store.

"This one, I think it suits you very well." Shen Du pointed to the red tunic coat.

Nan Song looked in the direction he pointed, froze for a moment, and immediately denied it.

"Well, the shape and tailoring look really good, but I have never worn any bright red clothes before. Does this one not match my temperament?"

Shen Du raised his eyebrows lightly, looked at her solemnly and asked, "What's your temperament?"

Nan Song originally thought that he would blurt out his mocking words like before, but when he rolled his eyes and was about to speak, he heard the man start asking and answering himself——

"Should an extraordinary fairy fall into the mortal world for her beauty and figure, should she apply for the Guinness Book of World Records for such a temperament that the country doesn't care about?"

Nan Song: "."

For a moment, she thought it was something wrong with her ears.

After living for almost 26 years, this is the first time she has seen someone blow rainbow farts out of a roller coaster, feeling like a mountain is higher than a mountain.

There is still something about the dog man.

After hearing Shen Du's words, the shopping guide became more confident: "Ma'am, your husband has praised you so much, so go and try it, it is [-]% suitable for you!"

The shopping guide had a very standard professional smile on his face, and kept praising Nansong.

Nan Song was encouraged, and went into the fitting room with that overcoat.

Two minutes later, Nan Song, who had changed her clothes, came out, and there was a big fitting mirror next to her. When she stood there, she let out a whisper in her heart——

Whoa!Who is the beauty in the mirror?Oh, it turned out to be me!

People who have heard a lot of compliments since they were young can quickly tell whether other people's compliments are sincere or not. For example, this shopping guide, Nan Song felt that her compliments were very sincere.

"Ma'am, this coat is very suitable for you in terms of color and shape. As we all know, cold white leather can be controlled by any color of clothes, and red is one of the super white colors.

Your waistline looks great!I have been in this business for three years. I have received so many female guests back and forth. I have never seen anyone with a better waist-to-hip ratio than you. This dress is tailor-made for you. What is your last name? whatever it is called! "

Cool white skin, waist to hip ratio.

As a person who has his own views on aesthetics, Nan Song likes to hear these keywords, because it is more authentic and convincing to bring them out.

She has long been tired of listening to the kind of rainbow fart that floats on the surface.

While admiring himself in the mirror, Nan Song turned his head to look at Shen Du who was drinking coffee and waiting for her.

"What do you think?"

Shen Du put down the coffee cup from his mouth with an elegant movement.

"I chose this dress for you, so naturally I agree with it."

The shopping guide smiled naturally and generously: "Ma'am, your husband is really discerning. I seldom saw couples who came to us to buy clothes in the past. Once confident man.

And tomorrow is New Year's Eve. Wearing this dress is also very suitable for visiting relatives and friends to pay New Year's greetings to the elders. It is very festive! "

Nan Song raised his eyebrows and nodded with satisfaction.

"Well, that's it."

"okay!"

After the shopping guide packed the clothes for Nan Song, he handed them to her with a brighter smile: "Go slowly, you two, welcome to come often later!"

Nan Song nodded slightly, turned around and walked towards the store door together with Shen Du.

The two of them were visiting a commercial plaza, and when they left the store, they heard beaming music coming from their ears.

Nan Song looked at the lively scene in front of him, and he was in a good mood after buying new clothes. He couldn't help sighing: "Wow, I'm already preparing for the New Year tomorrow."

Shen Du who was walking beside stretched out his hand very naturally, and said in a clear voice, "Give me the bag, and I will carry it."

Nan Song froze for a moment, then subconsciously refused: "It's very light, I can."

Shen Du didn't seem to intend to withdraw his hand at all, and his movements just stayed in the air between the two of them.

His faint eyes fell on Nan Song's face: "Do you think my focus is on you?"

Nan Song stared at him and blinked: "...Isn't it?"

"No."

"Then what's your focus?"

"I want to mention it, whether you can or not, even if you are Popeye who ate too much spinach today, I will also mention it, understand?"

"."

Also: understand?Standard domineering presidential question, tsk tsk tsk.

Seeing that his attitude was so firm, Nan Song didn't insist anymore, and handed the shopping bag with new clothes to Shen Du.

After Shen Du took it, the next second he bent his elbow and stretched it towards Nan Song.

"What?" she asked.

"Take my hand."

Nan Song silently rolled her eyes in her heart, still with such a domineering president's tone, but why does she feel that this person really doesn't seem to be as annoying as before?
In the past, Shen Du used such a strong tone to talk to her, she was disgusted, but now...she actually has the pleasure of being forced? ? ?
Old swan!Nan Song, how did you become like this!You have fallen!
Nan Song growled silently in her heart, Shen Du was completely unaware of her mental activities at the moment.

(End of this chapter)