Did the playwright couple get divorced today?

Chapter 258 It must be because of staying with this sand sculpture woman for too long that he has gradually become sculpted, it must be
Little man in skirt: Cheapskate!I tui!

Little Man in a Suit: Don't you think your behavior is inappropriate?I am your husband, if I mind, you have to change!
The little man in the skirt: I'll change my fart!Why should I change it?You are restricting my freedom of speech!Who cares if the other party has to change, then according to what you say, I still mind that you are a cheap and dog, why haven't I seen you change?

A virtual scolding battle formed in his mind has progressed here, and Shen Du has no desire to continue imagining at all.

The more I think about it, the more I get angry, the more I think about it, the more I get angry.

And wait, why is he suddenly rehearsing this picture in his head like a retard?
I was not like this before.

It must be that she has been with Nan Song for too long. It is she who is leading herself on the road of becoming more and more sculpted, making him gradually sculpt.

Yes, that's right, it must be.

Shen Du gave himself an extremely positive answer deep in his heart.

"Shen Du?"

"Shen Du?"

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Nan Song shouted a little impatiently, he got up and shook his hand in front of his eyes, Shen Du's thoughts were finally brought back to reality.

"Well, what's the matter?" The person who had just experienced a big battle in his mind pretended to be calm.

"What are you thinking? I called you several times and you ignored me."

Shen Du's tone was light: "Oh, it's fine, I'm thinking about work."

Nan Song is such a perceptive person, he immediately noticed that Shen Du's expression was unnatural.

"No, you're lying, you're definitely not thinking about work."

Shen Du looked at her expressionlessly.

Nan Song crossed his hands and crossed his chest, and leaned back on the chair leisurely: "Brows are slightly frowned, with disgust on his face, tell me, what are you thinking?"

As soon as his own voice fell, Nan Song realized it belatedly, and looked at Shen Du in astonishment.

"You didn't just scold me in your heart, did you?"

Shen Du's face remained calm, but he snorted lightly in his heart, the sand sculpture's intuition was quite accurate.

Seeing his expression, Nan Song was instantly excited.

"Don't talk? If you don't talk, you are acquiescing. Why scold me? Just because of what happened just now?"

Seeing her reluctance, Shen Du suddenly became interested in breaking up with her.

"That's right, because of that incident, you are only allowed to scold me in your heart, and I'm not allowed to scold you?"

Nan Song bit her lower lip lightly with her white teeth, and the light above her head cast a little bit of lip gloss on her lips, which were shining and beautiful.

"Then if I don't say anything in the future, it's over? What's the big deal? You're so stingy."

Shen Du was slightly taken aback, why did this woman's attitude change so quickly?

After staring at Nan Song for a few seconds, she was finally sure that what she said was serious and not a joke.

"You really don't want to talk?"

Nansong Xiaoji nodded like a pecking rice: "Well, I really don't want to talk about it."

After the words fell, I added a sentence with great sincerity: "At least I will never say it in front of you, how about it, I should still talk about martial arts?"

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At this moment, Shen Du only felt that he almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

"Nan Song!" Shen Du raised his voice slightly.

At this time, from the corner of Nan Song's eyes, he had noticed that the waiter was already serving food in the direction of the two of them, so he reached out and moved the wine glass in front of him to the side.

In the next second, he lowered his voice and said, "I asked you to scold me, but you dare to scold me to death!"

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From an angle that the waiter couldn't see, a certain CEO silently bent the small rose gold spoon in his hand.

The two ordered seven dishes in total, and they were presented to the table in order.

After the waiter retreated, Nan Song glanced at the green bean risotto and vanilla baked snails in front of Shen Du, and asked in disbelief, "That's all you eat?"

"Ah."

"Won't you be hungry?"

"At first I thought I might not be full, but now I am full. Thank you for your concern."

Nan Song snorted lightly and began to eat what was in front of him.

"It's good that you are full, otherwise I'm afraid you'll eat me later."

Shen Du stopped the movements of his hands, looked up at the person opposite who was eating well, sometimes he really wanted to pry this woman's brain open to see what was inside.

While eating, Nan Song suddenly remembered that he overheard Lan Dao and Shen Zeyun calling on the set just now.

"Did you call your mother today and say that you will come to the crew to have dinner with me tonight?"

"En." Shen Du responded lightly.

"Did you know? Dad made a special call to Director Lan when he heard about it, and specifically told him not to detain me after the filming of my scene in the afternoon, and to let me go and have dinner with you."

"What else?" Shen Du asked.

"How did you know?"

Nan Song took a mouthful of pasta, put it in his mouth, and swallowed it.

"When I left just now, I forgot my mobile phone. I went back to pick up my mobile phone and overheard Lan Dao and Dad talking on the phone. He just turned on the speakerphone, so I heard everything."

"Ah."

"Do you know what Dad's purpose is for doing this? You will never guess."

Shen Du wiped the corner of his mouth lightly with a white napkin, and put it down: "What?"

"I heard my father tell Director Lan that the two of us are usually too busy to touch the ground, and I want you and me to spend more time together to cultivate our relationship."

Shen Du paused, looked at Nan Song and asked, "Then do you think what Dad said is right?"

Nan Song thought: "I think um, I'm half right."

"How to say?"

"Ask yourself, where did such a thing come from? To be honest, I don't know if Yun Yi's performance is not very good recently. After all, you are in charge and I have no right Ask, but as yours, uh."

Nan Song gave himself psychological training, and finally said those two words very naturally.

"Wife, I think I still have an obligation to spur you on your work. Mr. Shen, is your attitude towards work a bit slack lately? Either you have been staying at the Feili Mansion for a long time, or you often come to me for dinner. In my impression, you really didn't have such a free time when you started your career, what do you think?"

After Nan Song finished speaking, he waited for Shen Du's reaction.

There was no emotion in Shen Du's eyes, he stared at her for a few seconds before finally uttering: "This is your point?"

Nan Song blinked: "Yeah, what's wrong? Is my focus off?"

Shen Du lowered his eyelashes slightly, let out a light breath, and pressed his tongue against his cheek.

"Your focus is on outer space."

Nan Song was a little unconvinced: "Where is it? I think it is a very serious thing for you to feel slack in your work."

(End of this chapter)