Did the playwright couple get divorced today?

Chapter 209 On a night as cool as water, Nan Song's messy fingerprints were left on the floor-to-ceiling windows
Sensing Shen Du's menacing intentions, Nan Song's tone revealed a hint of reluctance: "I'm so tired, I want to sleep."

But she really didn't expect that the dog man would start to learn to pretend to be pitiful.

"You're going to join the group tomorrow, and it will be at least two months once you're in? If I don't see you for two months, do you think I'm a vegetarian?"

Nan Song didn't change his face, he was used to his shameless look, and he blinked his eyes to tease him deliberately.

"You can... rely on yourself, isn't this your man's strength? Besides, what is two months? You stayed in Canada for a full year before, didn't you survive?"

Shen Du's expression sank, he paused when he stroked Nan Song's waist, then pinched her buttocks in the next second, and slapped her hard.

"Snapped!"

There was a crisp and loud sound from the whole bathroom.

At this moment, Nan Song was stunned. She looked at the man in front of her in surprise, and she never expected that he would be so mad that he would do this kind of action to her.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, it's not that he didn't spank her buttocks, but that was under certain circumstances.

Moreover, the lights were turned off, so the two could not see each other's faces.

But now the lights above the head are brightly lit, the distance between the two of them is so close, so shameful, really shameful, shameful
Nan Song didn't know what expression to put on.

"you--!"

Thinking of some shameful scenes, she suddenly blushed.

"What's wrong with me?" Shen Du asked.

"You are shameless!" Nan Song exhaled again in desperation.

"Why am I shameless?"

Before she finished speaking, Shen Du asked again: "Why, can't you spank your butt? I haven't seen you react so much before."

Just because of his words, the temperature of the whole bathroom seemed to soar in an instant, and Nan Song noticed that his body temperature was also soaring rapidly, and his whole body was extremely hot.

Shen Du noticed it, and pondered for a while: "You seem to be very hot?"

Nan Song took a breath, looked up at him, and replied in a tone not to be outdone: "Boss Shen is really flirty today, so 6 when you talk like that."

"I'm not only talking about 6, but also one more thing, do you want to try?"

"."

Later, Nan Song didn't know how he compromised.

And it turns out that Shen Du's way of cooling her down is also very unique and strange.

She was carried to the floor-to-ceiling balcony by him, the curtains even opened a small gap, and there was a cool breeze blowing in at night, Nan Song only remembered a layer of trembling on his skin, feeling numb.

It's actually a lot cooler.
On this moonless night, on the bright glass of the floor-to-ceiling windows, Nan Song's clear but messy fingerprints were left.
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How would you describe how satisfied Nan Song was with the love affair last night?

Until the next day when she got off the plane and arrived at the set, the image of the two of them in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows last night still uncontrollably flashed into her mind.

Eroticism, excitement, shame, Nan Song can only think of these keywords to summarize.

But the next two months of staying on the set will be the two months when she needs to enter the mode of asceticism, so let's stand aside for any love between men and women.

Thanks to Shen Du, she has recently been occupied by bullshit love so much that it is even a bit difficult to enter the work combat mode in a second.

If this was the case in the past, it would never have happened. Damn it, it is true that love delays people from making money.

Nan Song scolded the dog man silently in his heart, and then collected his mind.

As soon as she raised her hand to push the sunglasses on her face up to the top of her head, she caught a glimpse of a man walking towards her from the corner of her eye.

"Miss Nan."

The person who greeted her was the director of this new play, Lan Zhengfeng.

"Guide Lan, hello."

Nan Song stretched out his hand towards the other party, and Lan Zhengfeng shook it back politely.

At this moment, the mobile phone in Nan Song's bag rang, and he took it out to see that it was Shen Du calling.

"I'm sorry, Director Lan, I'll answer the phone." Nan Song said with a smile.

"Ok."

Nan Song walked aside with his mobile phone and pressed the answer button: "Hello."

Shen Du's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Have you arrived at the set?"

"Here, I was still talking to the director just now."

"Then why don't you know to report that you are safe?"

Shen Du's tone was so calm that no one could hear his emotions.

Nan Song froze for a moment, and said, "Report safe?"

In the president's office on the 24th floor of Yunyi Group, Shen Du was sitting on a swivel office chair in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, watching the rolling mountain scenery in the distance.

"Yes, even if you're too lazy to make a phone call, you should still send a WeChat message?" Shen Du raised his voice at the end.

The thoughts in Nan Song's brain were spinning rapidly, thinking about what to say to relieve the embarrassment.

After all, she and Shen Du never had the habit of declaring safety before. When he was on a business trip and she joined the team, no matter where the two of them went, they would default to having nothing to do with each other.

He made such a phone call to ask himself why he didn't report his safety, so it was quite sudden.

Nan Song bit his lips lightly: "Not reporting safety just means that it is safe. If something happens, I will call you."

On the other end of the phone, Shen Du was silent for a second, and felt that what this woman said seemed to make a little sense.

Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a long time, Nan Song felt that the atmosphere seemed to be more awkward, so he began to find topics bluntly.

"Then what are you doing now?"

After hearing her question, Shen Du didn't know what he was thinking, so he blurted out three words——

"thinking of you."

Nan Song: "."

"You don't need it?"

Shen Du's voice was still calm: "Why, do you think I'm lying?"

"Well, the possibility of lying is mostly."

The person on the other end of the phone seemed to snort lightly: "I don't want you, why should I call you?"

Nan Song smiled awkwardly "hehe": "You are polite."

At this time, there was a knock on the office door.

Shen Du pondered for a second, then said: "Okay, let's do this first, call me if you have anything to do."

"Okay, okay!" Nan Song agreed very readily.

After hanging up the phone, although he still didn't react, the corner of Nan Song's mouth ticked up inexplicably, and he seemed to be in a better mood.
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"Come in."

The door of the office was pushed open, and it was Chen Mingyu who came in.

After reporting on his work, Chen Mingyu turned around and went out, glanced at his watch as if he suddenly remembered something.

"It's already twelve o'clock, boss, didn't you originally plan to have dinner with your wife at noon today?"

Shen Du didn't look up: "She has joined the group, I misremembered the time before."

(End of this chapter)