Did the playwright couple get divorced today?

Chapter 229 "Eat more, you will have the strength to bark later when you are full." Nan Song:? ? ?

Hearing Nan Song's question, Shen Du didn't lift his eyelids and didn't answer.

After all, Nan Song didn't hold back his pig's laughter: "If you don't speak, it's the default, hahahahahaha"

Crazy laughter instantly filled the entire office, Shen Du's face was as black as a piece of pig iron.

Just when Nan Song almost pouted with a smile, Shen Du suddenly called her name.

"Nan Song."

"what?"

Nan Song stopped and rubbed his eyes with his hands, with a sense of sight that almost burst into tears.

"After this meal is over, no one will bother you at all. What are you crazy about, sister?"

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Nan Song blinked his eyes, his expression turned blank for a moment.

For a moment, she couldn't figure out whether she was at a loss because of Shen Du's previous half-sentence sentence, or because she was suddenly called "Smelly Sister" by him.

"So? What do you mean? Continue after dinner?"

Shen Du looked at her very frankly: "Then why not? There's no reason to give up halfway."

Nan Song really wanted to say, brother, you can give up on this matter halfway.

But because she was really hungry, she finally decided to eat first, and let's talk about other things when she is full!

Nan Song glanced down at the table and found that there was only one rice.

"Aren't you going to eat?"

Shen Du casually took a document from the desk, sat back to his original position, and replied while looking at Gougou Huahua: "I have already eaten at twelve o'clock, this is specially for you, You eat more."

Nan Song nodded, leaned over to pick out the short ribs, a cheap voice fell from the top of her head, and hit her head straight——

"You will have the strength to bark after you are full."

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"Clap."

The small rib that Nan Song was holding on his chopsticks fell off and fell on the black coffee table, which looked a little funny.

What the hell is this tiger-wolf word? ? ?
Sensing Nan Song's gaze on him, Shen Du raised his eyes to look at her, and after a second of silence, he said, "Don't look at me like you're looking at a stranger, I feel offended."

Nan Song remembered his coquettish appearance, sneered and said, "It's good that you know."

"No, I haven't finished yet, what I mean is that you should look at me like an old pervert."

Nan Song:? ? ?
Fuck, learned, this is really learned.

After living for more than 20 years, this is the first time she has seen someone blackmailing himself to such an extent that even if you want to hate him, you don't know where to start.

In order to be able to finish the meal with peace of mind, Nan Song decided to shut up wisely and start eating his own meal seriously.

Looking at the contract, Shen Du found that there was some silence in his ears. He moved the contract in front of him a little to the side, and found that the woman sitting on the sofa was devoting herself to eating short ribs.

I don't know if it's because she's really hungry, this gradually abnormal eating appearance really doesn't look like what a famous lady should have.

But looking at it, why does it look a little cute?
When it was too late, Shen Du picked up the mobile phone that was on the coffee table, turned on the camera calmly, and snapped at the person who was fighting with the ribs in front of him.

Nan Song didn't notice it until he took five, six, seven or eight pictures.

After eating, he looked up and found that Shen Du was still looking at the contract in his hand, he couldn't help sighing——

"Tsk tsk, the life of the president of Rili Wanji is really so boring. It's really sympathetic to look at the contract every day except for the contract."

Hearing Nan Song's words, Shen Du raised his eyes and glanced at her.

"You really think so?" he asked suddenly.

Nan Song replied truthfully: "Yes."

Shen Du put on a thoughtful expression, his left hand clenched into a fist and gently pressed against his chin.

"Well, indeed, it's too boring, and it's indeed too sympathetic. After all, people like me really have nothing but money. Every time I read these broken contracts, in addition to helping me earn tens of millions of RMB, It doesn't work at all, it can't cultivate sentiment, it can't make the body and mind happy, and I really feel very painful."

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Nan Song silently put down the chopsticks in his hand, and after thinking for a second, he raised his head and showed a sweet smile at Shen Du.

"I'm really going to fuck your mother."

Seeing her reaction, Shen Du knew that his goal of irritating people had been achieved, so he smiled contentedly.

In the next second, he looked at Nan Song again and said, "But all the money I earned is yours. Thinking about it this way, don't you feel a lot happier?"

Nan Song was taken aback, then suddenly looked up at Shen Du, nodding as frequently as a chicken pecking at rice.

"Yes, yes! I think what you said makes a lot of sense!"

Shen Du looked at the woman in front of him who looked like a money fanatic, and smiled silently.

Nan Song looked at him, and suddenly realized that his reaction just now was too dog-legged?

"Although I admit that what you said makes sense, I am not that kind of materialistic woman. Don't get me wrong."

Shen Du slightly raised his eyebrows: "Oh? Is that so? Then you mean you don't want that bag? You don't want Xiao Dao either?"

Nan Song frowned, and looked at Shen Du as if he was mentally retarded: "Who said that? Why should I not? Is your reading comprehension a little lacking? A bag is a bag, an island is an island, and things have something to do with it." what relationship?"

Shen Du leaned on the back of the sofa in his spare time, and looked at the woman who was talking nonsense calmly: "Tsk, look at your upright appearance, you are very good at talking about big principles, just tell me directly." I'm all bewildered."

At this moment, looking at the doggy man in front of him, Nan Song finally understood.

It is impossible to reconcile between her and the dog man, and it is impossible to reconcile in this life.

Mutual hatred is already a daily relationship between the two of them. It is probably impossible to change it in this life. Let's see if it can be done in the next life.

In this life, let's just make do with love and killing each other.

Eh, wait.

Why did she talk about falling in love and killing each other?What the hell is falling in love?Alas
Nan Song silently disliked himself in his heart.

After lunch, Shen Du continued to deal with work matters, while Nan Song went to the lounge in the inner room to sleep. Because she was a little tired from filming, she slept very deeply.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, Nan Song woke up slowly and turned around.

There is a huge floor-to-ceiling glass window in the lounge, and the curtains are not drawn. At this moment, the warm afterglow of the sunset is coming in through the window and sprinkled on the quilt.

Nan Song simply sat up from the bed, admiring the beautiful scenery outside the window while doing refreshing yoga movements.

Everything was very pleasant at first, until a woman's voice came from the office outside.

　Thank you for your red beans, recommended tickets, and monthly tickets!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)