Did the playwright couple get divorced today?

Chapter 341 I'm so ashamed!Her face was on fire!

"I'm already full, you eat slowly!"

Nan Song jumped up to the second floor with lightning speed, and closed the door immediately after returning to the master bedroom. The whole process was like a small whirlwind.

In the next second, she lay down on the wide and soft bed and buried herself in the quilt.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

She said the phrase "I like you too" to the dog man!

I'm so ashamed!
Her face was on fire!

Nan Song kept flopping on the bed like a pigeon, kicking back and forth in the air with his two long legs, looking particularly insane.

After the excitement was over, the sober and rational thoughts began to return gradually. Nan Song lifted the quilt and got up from the bed, sat cross-legged on the bed and began to think——

Isn't it just saying "I like you too"?What's there to be shy about?Nan Song, can you be a little promising?What big wind and big waves haven't seen?What's the big deal?

Be calm and keep your demeanor.

But Shen Du must have seen the way he fled and ran upstairs just now, and it's useless for him to be calm.

blah blah blah.
Nan Song fell into depression again.

At this moment, the mobile phone placed by the bed suddenly rang, and she closed her eyes and reached out to grab it and click it.

It was a few messages that popped up in the WeChat group.

[Tao Siran: @南松, Song Song, are you going with Shen Du for the school celebration tomorrow? 】

【Lianxi: prick up your ears.jpg】

[Guan Qing: @陶思然, Taozi, you are so fresh, you dare to ask her this question directly. 】

The name of this WeChat group is "Blessed to share, difficult to leave the group", Tao Siran, Lian Xi, and Guan Qing are all high school classmates of Nansong.

The relationship between the four people has always been very good, but because the three of them are all abroad, the number of times they meet is almost zero, and they usually only have divine friendship in the online world.

Tao Siran, who was far away in New Zealand, happened to return to China for a business trip this time, so he simply decided to attend the school celebration before leaving.

Lian Xi and Guan Qing did not return to China, so Nan Song and Tao Siran made an appointment a few days ago to have dinner together after attending the school celebration.

Nan Song looked at the question Tao Siran asked, with the corners of her beautiful mouth slightly upturned, and typed a reply——

[Of course I went with my dear husband. 】

[Guan Qing:? ? ?What's your tone?Why do you look like a spring heart sprouting?Didn't you call him a dog man some time ago? 】

【Lianxi: Don't you understand?The relationship between the young couple has improved. (Watching a play.jpg)]

[Tao Siran: Wow, I just said why when I chatted with me on video a few days ago, the whole person was in a different state. I dare to accept the nourishment of love, tsk tsk tsk. 】

Regarding things about himself and Shen Du, apart from Zhou Shuwei who would meet often, these three people in the group were also clear.

Seeing the three women booing together, Nan Song recalled that he was forced by Shen Du to say the phrase "I like you too", and his old face couldn't help being embarrassed again, his ears turned red.

[I said, can you three women stop being so yin and yang? (You women talk a lot. Panda head jpg)]

[Lianxi: Sister, I'm curious about a question. When you chat with us, sand sculptures of panda heads are flying all over the sky. Is it the same when you chat with your husband? 】

[Tao Siran: Even if it's not, maybe the cute cat expression and dog expression are very useful! (You are so coquettish.jpg)]

That wink cat head instantly appeared in Nan Song's mind that day: "."

[Tao Siran, I haven't seen you for a few years, but you still talk so much. You're out of dinner tomorrow, so I'll call right now to cancel your seat. (Smile Threat.jpg)]

[Tao Siran: You see, she is in a hurry, she is in a hurry, and I hit the spot. 】

Holding the phone, Nan Song bit his back molars, thinking in his heart how to let Tao Siran know that people's hearts are sinister when we meet tomorrow.

At this time, another new message popped up.

[Guan Qing: Hey, let's talk about something serious, Zheng Yutong still remember?Taozi Songsong, if you two meet her at the school celebration tomorrow, you must live with me. This person sent me a WeChat message a while ago to inquire about Songsong's recent situation, so I didn't pay much attention to her. 】

[Tao Siran: What the hell?Zheng Yutong?Why is she lingering, asking what Songsong is doing?And want to show off her average rich second-generation husband who can't twist Boss Shen's little finger on one thigh? 】

Nan Song: "."

Sometimes Tao Siran's metaphors are very admirable.

[Guan Qing: I don't know what she wants to do. Anyway, it will be no good to inquire about it. The school celebration is coming soon. She probably won't let go of such a good opportunity to show off. There is a high probability that she will go. Anyway, you two will give it to me when the time comes. I just moved in, so it would be best if you could give Sisi and me a live broadcast. 】

[Lianxi: Huh?live streaming?Where is the live broadcast?Give me Kangkang? 】

[Tao Siran: Don't worry, you two, didn't you hear what Songsong said just now?Tomorrow, the relatives and husbands of the school celebration will also go together, so do I need to live in her place?It is estimated that as soon as Boss Shen made a move, Zheng Yutong and his wife would be turned into scum in seconds, so I just followed to watch a good show. 】

Guan Qing and Lian Xi were still clamoring for a live broadcast, while Tao Siran discussed with them how to successfully conduct a live broadcast.

But Nan Song's attention at this moment has already gone astray, and he has to start planning for tomorrow's battle uniform, makeup, hairstyle, and jewelry.

So in the next time, Nan Song spent an hour finally matching tomorrow's dress, skirt and necklace.

But in the end they were entangled in the two skirts.

When Shen Du came out of the study and walked into the bedroom, what he saw was a mountain of clothes, skirts and trousers piled up on the carpet in the open space of the master bedroom.

"."

"Are you going out to set up a street stall?"

Nan Song didn't have time to pay attention to his poisonous tongue, and continued to stare at the two skirts in front of him, gritted his teeth and thought.

Shen Du took a few steps closer and looked down at her.

"What's the matter? Are you struggling with which to wear tomorrow?"

"Yes." Nan Song nodded.

After she finished speaking, she froze for a moment, then raised her head, her eyes sparkling.

"Why don't you choose for me? I like both of these."

"Okay."

Shen Du casually agreed, but bent down to take the two skirts from her hand with serious eyes.

After a while, she turned the simple and elegant off-white dress with suspenders to Nan Song: "This one."

"why?"

"Because I'm wearing a black suit tomorrow, one black and one white, the two of us will look better together, and this dark green dress is actually very beautiful, but standing with my black suit, two people The overall atmosphere will be a bit dull, so the beige color is more suitable, a family should be neat and tidy, isn't it?"

Nan Song: "."

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