Did the playwright couple get divorced today?

Chapter 280 "What's the matter? Do you want to sleep with someone?" That's right, she wants to use magic to defeat magic.

Nan Song's heart skipped a beat, as expected, his premonition was very accurate.

She moved the phone away from her ear a little, took it far away, then retracted it, took it further away, and retracted it again.

While repeating this action, Nan Song spoke.

"Hello? Mom? Why can't I seem to hear you? Is it because the signal on your side is not good? There is a voice, there is a voice, and there is no voice, why don't I call you later, Mom, Bye bye."

Then, Nan Song hung up the phone decisively.

She stretched out her hand to gently stroke her chest, and let out a long breath, it was so dangerous, it was so dangerous.

"If it wasn't for my cleverness, I would have been urged again, ah"

"What are you being urged for?"

At this time, a voice suddenly came from behind.

The mobile phone in Nan Song's hand was almost frightened, and he immediately turned his head to look. Shen Du, who was wearing home clothes and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, was standing at the door, looking at her quietly.

Nan Song, who was frightened, said in a bad tone: "You, you, you, why are you always silent when you walk? I can easily be scared to death by you!"

Shen Du walked towards the inside and said, "Then I don't know what you did wrong, you will be frightened like this."

Nan Song was stunned for a moment, and retorted subconsciously: "What can I do wrong? Don't talk nonsense and label me."

Shen Du walked up to her and stood still, looked down at her slightly, and parted his thin lips lightly: "So who made that call just now?"

"It was my mother."

"What are you talking about?"

Hearing him ask this, Nan Song remembered what Ye Lan said on the phone, looked at him and said, "Talk about why you stay at home every day this week."

"Oh."

Shen Du spit out this syllable lightly, then turned around and went straight into the bathroom.

Nan Song stood behind and stared at his back in a daze, huh?Just huh?That's it?

You shit!

I don't know why, but I always feel a little uncomfortable in my heart, Nan Song turned off the phone screen and put it on the small table next to the bed.

Then got into bed.

After a while, Shen Du came out of the bathroom, and as soon as he came out, he just met the eyes of the person lying on the bed.

He didn't know if it was his own illusion, but he always felt that there seemed to be a bit of hostility in the eyes of the woman who was staring at him.

But thinking about the pile of work in the study, he didn't bring up the question that he originally planned to ask, so he went straight out of the bedroom.

Nan Song was lying on the bed, and after hearing the sound of closing the door, he looked at the ceiling and let out a long sigh of relief, and only silently cursed three words in his heart: dog man.

Did he really not notice the look in her eyes just now or pretend not to notice?

This man can really pretend.

As soon as this idea came to mind, there was the sound of the bedroom door being opened, and Nan Song's attention was quickly concentrated again.

Shen Du pushed the door open and came in, walked to the bedside and stood still, looked down at her condescendingly, pursed his lips and did not speak.

Originally, he planned to hold her back, but after Nan Song and him looked at each other for a few seconds, he finally couldn't hold back and opened his mouth first.

"What are you looking at me for?"

His tone was cold, with no emotion at all.

"Why did you look at me with that look just now?" Shen Du asked.

Nan Song naturally understood the meaning of his words in a second, but he didn't intend to answer him immediately.

"What eyes do I have?"

Shen Du looked at her in the posture of a big boss lying dead.

"With a hint of resentment and contempt."

Nan Song on the bed changed his posture and squinted at him: "Are you sure there is only a trace?"

Shen Du: "."

Nan Song stretched out his hand, covered himself with the quilt seriously, and said frankly: "Actually, there is no special reason to say it. I just think that if you don't want to stay at home, you don't have to force it. Go to the company I don't care about work, after all, I didn't force you."

When talking about the front, Nan Song originally wanted to put on a haughty attitude to let the dog man in front of him understand: I don't care if you are at home or not.

But the more I talked about it, the more uncomfortable I felt, and I even said some words with personal emotions, such as the sentence——

After all, I didn't force you.

Sure enough, Shen Du's face darkened in an instant, and he looked at her with a frown: "What are you talking about?"

It's really not easy to talk while lying down, thinking about it is like confessing your last words, and you don't have any aura at all.

Nan Song simply sat up from the bed and leaned against the head of the bed.

"It means you stay at home so many days this week. Mom asked you to put your work at home and take care of me, right? It's not what you want, right? If you don't want to, why don't you refuse? You have this power."

After Nan Song asked several questions one after another, he quietly waited for Shen Du's answer.

He looked at her for ten seconds, and when Nan Song thought he would not answer these questions and was about to turn around, Shen Du suddenly spoke——

"Who said I don't want to?"

"."

Nan Song blinked his eyes, as if he didn't understand his way.

"But mom said she asked you to stay at home and take care of me during this time."

"Yes, it's true that Ms. Ye Lan told me, but before she called me, I had already gone to the company in advance to arrange the work during this time."

Nan Song thought for a second in his heart: ".So you mean, you originally decided to stay at home to take care of me during this time?"

"En." Shen Du responded lightly.

Then he said: "But you are indeed stupid than I imagined, and you have only realized it now."

Nan Song: "."

Speak well, just speak well, why suddenly engage in personal attacks.
The doubts in my heart were chatted away, the truth of the matter was revealed, and a little bit of embarrassment floated in the air.

Nan Song's inner OS: Tsk, it turned out that things are like this, what should I say now.
After thinking for a long time, Nan Song didn't come up with the answer, so he silently closed his eyes and turned to the other side, moving slowly like a sloth.

can't see me can't see me can't see me
Nan Song chanted the "spell" silently in his heart while stretching out his hand to pull the quilt.

But he was cut off halfway through the turn.

The hand on the shoulder had a firm strength, making it impossible for Nan Song to move any more.

At this moment, she really wanted to escape, but she couldn't.

Nan Song closed his eyes, gritted his back molars silently, then squeezed out a sweet smile, turned his head to look at Shen Du, and when he spoke, his voice was so gentle that it could melt water.

"What's the matter? Do you want to sleep with someone?"

Defeating magic with magic should be able to make this dog man let go of his dog's paws, Nan Song thought in his heart.

Shen Du's expression was calm: "Since you kindly invite me, then I won't refuse."

Nan Song:? ? ?
Brother, you can refuse.

　Nine more.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)