Did the playwright couple get divorced today?

Chapter 236 Shen Du stubbornly spits out three words: "I don't eat." He feels that his arrogance has been fully reflected

Shen Du was not moved by Nan Song's words, and did not respond in any way.

"You really don't eat?"

"Well, don't eat."

Shen Du's voice was muffled, as soon as he heard it, he could tell that he was still unhappy about what she said just now.

At this moment, Shen Du suddenly remembered something that Jiang Yizhou had told them at the banquet before.

It was about a time when he had a quarrel with Lin Jia, and the bigger problem in that matter was Lin Jia, so after the two had a "calmly" quarrel, Lin Jia began to apologize to him.

Jiang Yizhou said that Lin Jia was very tactical when coaxing people, so he made him a bowl of beef noodles that he liked very much, and admitted his mistake while picking it up to feed him.

Jiang Yizhou was very stubborn at the time and didn't intend to compromise easily, so his attitude remained tense.

It turned out that Lin Jia coaxed him to eat patiently that time, coaxed him and acted coquettishly, Jiang Yizhou directly surrendered on the spot, unable to withstand his wife's gentle and caring offensive.

When Jiang Yizhou told about this incident, Lin Xu and Tang Yuchuan both spat at him. To be precise, it should be spat at.

At that time Lin Xu and Zhou Shuwei were not together yet, Lin Xu and Tang Yuchuan were still single, after being abused by Jiang Yizhou, the two threatened to break up with him.

During the whole process that Jiang Yizhou narrated that time, Shen Du didn't say a word, and kept drinking in silence.

It wasn't because of anything else, he just remembered that since he and Nan Song got married, it seemed that there had never been a moment like that between him and Lin Jia that Jiang Yizhou described.

They live their own lives, without any extra life and spiritual communication. When they have physical needs, they find each other to solve them, as if this is the normal state of the relationship between him and Nan Song.

At that time, he didn't know if it was because he drank too much and his mind was a little confused, but he was a little bit envious of Jiang Yizhou.

It's just that all the thoughts that adults have when they are slightly drunk will be forgotten as soon as they wake up, and they won't stay in their minds for even a second longer.

Now recalling this incident, Shen Du's eyes fell on the white and fat thing that was held on Nan Song's chopsticks and whose name he didn't know.

He knew that the thing was sweet, and judging from the shape and texture, it should be sweet and sweet when he took a bite into his mouth.

It has to be said that although all other characteristics except for the surname do not match, his dislike of sweets is indeed no different from the domineering presidents in those romance novels.

But looking at the situation in front of him, maybe he can let go of his gamble?
Nan Song was feeding him something, although it was sweet food that he didn't like, but he couldn't make an exception this time, after all, it was fed by his wife herself.

It's just that you can eat, but you have to let Nan Song coax him like Lin Jia coaxed Jiang Yizhou.

How should I express this appeal, so as to achieve my goals while maintaining my face?

After only thinking for a second, Shen Du decided to adopt the tactic of playing hard to get.

"I really don't want to eat, so stop feeding me."

Nan Song's movements stopped in mid-air just like that, seeing Shen Du's expressionless face with a poker face.

"Are you sure? This is delicious, it tastes good, and it's strawberry flavored. I remember you like strawberries, don't you? Then strawberry flavored things should be acceptable?"

Shen Du raised his eyes and looked at Nan Song with a serious face, calm on the surface, but silently cheering himself up in his heart——

Be steady, and if you refuse for the last time, she will coax you again, and this time you agree, she must understand your playing hard to get.

Among adults, it's interesting to occasionally play this kind of bridge where you come and I have my own thoughts, um, he likes it.

"I will not eat."

Shen Du stubbornly uttered three words. When the matter developed to this point, he felt that his arrogance had been fully reflected.

"Okay, I'll be relieved if you don't eat."

After the words fell, Nan Song quickly stuffed the white and fat strawberry Daifu into his mouth.

Shen Du:? ? ?
Everything happened so fast that Shen Aojiao Du had no time to react.

Nan Song chewed and swallowed the strawberry Daifu three or three times, and sighed contentedly: "Ah, it's delicious, I'm satisfied, sweets really can make people feel happy!"

After speaking, he extended his chopsticks to the second one on the plate.

Shen Du looked at the woman sitting across from him speechlessly, with joy written all over his face: I fucking don't think I'm very happy now.

Watching the second Strawberry Dafu being wiped out by Nan Song at the fastest speed, the domineering president who wanted to catch him fell into deep thought——

Why does this woman not play cards according to common sense every time?
He really has a headache, ah, a headache.

After a meal, Nan Song couldn't bear it anymore, and had to support Shen Du when walking.

"Oh, slow down, it's too full, it hurts my stomach." Nan Song frowned while walking.

Shen Du turned his head and squinted at her with downcast eyes, the man had a painful expression on his face.

Thinking of the failure of his play hard to get tactics just now, Shen Du's mood was not much better, and he began to deliberately find fault.

"You still eat if you can't eat it? Do you regard yourself as a pig?"

Nan Song raised his head and blinked his big beautiful eyes: "Have you ever seen a pig as beautiful as me?"

Before Shen Du could reply, he added another sentence: "Even if it's a pig, it's still a fairy pig."

Shen Du: "."

After the two got into the car, Nan Song immediately turned his head and glanced at the back seat of the car, and he saw a black and gold gift box there.

With a soft cry, she leaned forward and took the box, and opened it on her lap.

"Ah! It's my dream bag, that's right, woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

The man sitting in the driver's seat watched her put the bag on his face expressionlessly, with an idiotic expression on his face, and even pouted and kissed her.

At this moment, Shen Du rolled his eyes for the first time in 30 years, did he raise a white-eyed wolf, didn't he?

Nan Song didn't know his mental activities, so he tugged Shen Du's hand, and cheerfully began to introduce the design concept of the bag to him, with an impassioned tone and vivid and rich expressions.

Seeing her face completely ignoring the fascination of him only admiring the bags, Shen Du only felt his head buzzing.

Since the spiritual and emotional needs are not being answered, let the Sand Sculpture Woman make up for it in other ways when I get home later.

After all, as a businessman, he can't suffer, um, that's all.

After thinking it over, Shen Du felt better, stepped on the accelerator, and the car drove in the direction of Feili's mansion.

Because he got the bag that he thought about day and night, Nan Song was in a particularly good mood tonight, and changed several places to accommodate Shen Du.

(End of this chapter)