Did the playwright couple get divorced today?

Chapter 242 Is it a problem to criticize my own wife if I am an old critic?

When Shen Du's car arrived at the set, it was almost seven o'clock, and Nan Song had already waited on the side of the road when he received his call.

Seeing the car stop in front of him, Nan Song opened the door and sat in the co-pilot.

Raising her wrist to glance at the time on the watch, she began to deliberately find fault: "Mr. Shen, you are 10 minutes late."

"Evening rush hour, the road is a bit congested."

"Okay, since you want to take me to eat delicious food, I won't bother with you." Nan Song said in a playful tone again.

Shen Du: "When did I say I would take you to eat delicious food?"

Nan Song stared at him with wide eyes, disbelief written all over his face.

"Isn't it? You came here to pick me up, and you didn't even take me to eat delicious food? Are you still human, Shen Du?"

With the mentality of "I'm doing this for your own good", Shen Du said solemnly: "Make it clear, you are currently filming, and you must control your weight. Gaining weight will affect the photogenic effect. You You shouldn't be ignorant, right?"

Before Nan Song could reply, he gave her another sideways glance.

"And if I'm really kind enough to take you to eat delicious food, won't you still blame me when you gain weight? Do you think I'll shoot myself in the foot?"

Nan Song: "."

The dog man's analysis was well-founded, and she didn't know how to refute it.

Now you can directly feel her state of mind so thoroughly?
Nan Song twitched the corners of his mouth and said nothing.

When Shen Du saw her expression, he knew that he had hit the mark.

Nan Song's beautiful lips were slightly pouted, looking sullen and unconvinced.

So depressed halfway, while waiting for the traffic light, Shen Du turned his head and caught a glimpse of her still with this expression.

"I said I won't take you out to eat delicious food, but I didn't say I wouldn't let you eat delicious food. As for?"

Nan Song snorted lightly and turned to look out the window.

After being silent for two seconds, he realized that Shen Du's words seemed to have a different meaning.

She looked back at him: "what do you mean?"

"Go home and eat, I will do it."

Nan Song was stunned for a second, and then his expression immediately became sunny.

"real or fake?"

"of course it's true."

Nan Song quickly nodded: "Okay, yes, yes! I knew, husband, that you wouldn't be so unfeeling."

Shen Du looked at her with a slight snort, and said two words lightly: "Actor."

Nan Song heard it clearly, but he didn't mind.

As long as she can eat delicious pan-fried veal steak, she will be a showman, she doesn't care at all, haha.

When the two came out of the supermarket, they already carried two large bags of ingredients in their hands, and walked towards the car together.

"Hey, when I saw you picking green peppers just now, why did you pick and choose in a serious manner? What are you picking?"

"Choose something that is not spicy."

This touched Nan Song's blind spot of knowledge, and she humbly asked for advice: "Then how should I choose?"

"Things like peppers are straight and not spicy, and curved are spicy. The more curved the shape, the thinner the skin, and the thinner the skin tastes more spicy."

Nan Song was taken aback when he heard the skill of choosing vegetables like a mantra.

".What about the tomatoes? I think you have a good look when you choose tomatoes."

"Choose the pink one for raw food, and the red one for stir-fry, as it will be more juicy."

Nan Song listened very carefully, nodding while listening.

"You are amazing, why do you know this?"

Shen Du squinted at her with side eyes: "These are common senses in life, basically people who know how to cook know it."

"Oh, is it like this? No wonder I don't know, because I can't cook, hee hee."

The two of them got into the car just like this, and Nan Song didn't suddenly realize something until they sat down in their seats.

Since when did she and Shen Du even talk about such pyrotechnic topics as green peppers and tomatoes?
The two of them never talked about this before, let alone talk about it, and things like going shopping in the supermarket to buy groceries and daily necessities were very rare, almost never.

But recently, she and Shen Du met more and more frequently, and spent more and more time together.

Could this be the feeling of the legendary young couple living a serious life?
Nan Song thought about it in his heart and then lost his mind.

Shen Du caught a glimpse of her absent-minded look from the corner of his eye, and asked, "What are you thinking?"

Nan Song suddenly came back to his senses: "Oh, it's nothing."

At this time, the green light jumped to a stop, Shen Du stepped on the accelerator slowly, and the car continued to drive forward.
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When the dinner table was filled with three dishes and one soup, Nan Song began to ask questions solemnly.

"Mr. Shen, are you sure that what you studied abroad was finance and economics, not cooking?"

Pan-fried veal steak, meat stuffed with green peppers, steamed sea bass, tomato and shrimp soup, the four dishes are placed on the table, which will whet the appetite at first sight.

Facing Nan Song's rainbow fart, Shen Du was very calm, with no expression on his face.

"Okay, stop blowing rainbow farts, you won't be tired if you blow too much, I'm tired of hearing it."

Nan Song unceremoniously forked a piece of veal steak into his mouth, chewed it and swallowed it, with a satisfied look on his face.

"Then I eat yours and drink yours, so I have to express my admiration and gratitude to you, don't I?"

Shen Du sat down on the opposite chair, watched Nan Song ponder for a second, and said solemnly: "Don't fix these vain things, if you really want to express your gratitude, you might as well think about it when you sleep at night. How to behave."

"."

Nan Song was suddenly choked by the second piece of veal steak he swallowed.

Meow, does it cost so much to eat a small steak these days?Are all domineering presidents like this, or only her dog president? ? ?
Shen Du saw doubt and astonishment in her eyes, and raised his eyebrows: "What's your expression? Didn't you understand what I said? Shall I explain it to you more clearly?"

Nan Song's action of picking vegetables paused in the air, and he chuckled: "No need, old color critic."

For this title, Shen Du did not show any obvious resistance, anyway, it was not the first time she heard her use this word to describe herself, so let her go.

Is it a problem to criticize your own wife if you are an old critic?

Of course it is, no problem.

After Shen Du finished asking and answering in his heart, the expression on his face became more magnanimous.

Nan Song finished the dinner at the speed of wind and clouds, and then quickly went upstairs to the bathroom and began to take a bath.

While washing, she silently recited in her heart——

As long as I fall asleep fast enough later, the dog man who wants to do something shameful won't be able to catch up with me.

After washing, Nan Song dried his hair and came out of the bathroom, and lay down leisurely on the bed. At the same time, the bedroom door was opened.

Shen Duduan stood upright in front of the door.

(End of this chapter)