Did the playwright couple get divorced today?

Chapter 369 He looked terrified, and directly put her two hands above her head on the bed

Nan Song:?
Seen through?Not so not, really not.

"I don't have anything good for you." Nan Song said frankly.

Shen Du looked at her, obviously not satisfied with the answer.

"I think maybe there are."

When he said this, Shen Du leaned forward slightly, and the distance of half a meter became closer and closer. Finally, the toes of the two people's shoes touched each other.

Nan Song was forced to lean back by his sudden movement.

The person in front of her approached step by step, and her fair face became more delicate and clear under the bright light from above her head. For some reason, Nan Song suddenly felt a little nervous.

"What are you doing?"

"I said, I think you may still have something good to give me."

Shen Du's tone of voice when he said this was actually not fluctuating, it was indifferent, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking in his heart at the moment.

But in Nan Song's view, this sentence is to make the meaning clearer.

Nan Song frowned: "What are the advantages and disadvantages? What do you want to say?"

Seeing how nervous she was but trying to hide it, Shen Du's prank mentality reached its peak in an instant, and he got closer to her.

"What do you say?"

These three words, three words with a hint of ambiguity, make people's hearts arouse infinite reverie.

Nan Song suddenly held his breath and just looked into his eyes without saying a word.

When the two of them were hiding in the gap in the wall before, the image of "something" in Shen Du's trouser pocket pressing against her instantly came to mind.

Nan Song's head buzzed, his brain went blank, and then he stretched out his hand reflexively.

"Snapped."

Shen Du received a slap on the shoulder that was neither light nor heavy.

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"What did you hit me for?"

"Not only do I want to beat you, but I also want to kill you! You stinky rascal! Bad potatoes!" Nan Song's last remaining rationality was finally swallowed by anger.

In just one night, she was molested several times by him one after another, how the hell can she bear it?She's not a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle!
Nan Song erupted in an instant——

"Do you think that I have such a good temper that I can be bullied by you? Do you think that if you save me and help me buy food, I will be willing to be molested by you?"

"Okay, you Shen Du, why can't you usually see that you are this kind of person? You hide it well, you don't even talk much on weekdays, and you cherish your words like gold, but you are actually an old critic in your bones?"

"Believe it or not, I'll tell Uncle Shen and Aunt Ye tomorrow that you're molesting me! I'll give you a favor, and I'll give you a fart. I think you're daydreaming. If you want to, go for it!"

Nan Song cursed like a cannonball, still feeling puzzled and didn't know what to think, so he stretched out his hand and pressed Shen Du on the bed.

"Benefits to you! Molested me! I let you molested me! See if I don't beat you to death today, you bastard!"

As soon as Nan Song came up, he didn't care so much, and he didn't know where the strength came from.

Shen Du obviously didn't expect her to come all of a sudden, and he didn't finally realize what happened until he was pushed down on the bed.

His face darkened, and he subconsciously grabbed Nan Song's hand that wanted to beat him. The girl's wrist was very slender, and she was easily restrained.

Nan Song was not convinced, and struggled with all his strength, still swearing and spitting out fragrance.

".Bastard! Let me go!"

When Shen Du realized what kind of posture she was hanging on his body, he wanted to kill someone.

For his own convenience, Nan Song sat on his lap directly. This posture directly broke his mentality in a second.

"Nan Song."

Shen Du lowered his voice and called her name.

Nan Song didn't hear him calling him at all, and was still struggling to get rid of Shen Du's restraint on his wrist.

Due to the inertia of the two people's strange postures and movements, her legs kept moving.

During the struggle between the two, Nan Song's legs inevitably bumped into some places that shouldn't be touched, and at a certain gap, Shen Du's face darkened instantly.

".Listen to me first, calm down and go down first."

Nan Song can't listen to anything now.

"Why should I be calm? Did you calm down when you molested me twice or three times? Do you know that I can sue you for verbal harassment if you do this? Ah?"

Seeing that she didn't show any signs of stopping, Shen Du gritted his molars, his patience was exhausted.

"Nan Song, can't you get down?"

The boy's voice was deep and low, with a hint of warning full of danger in his tone.

Nan Song is angry at the moment, so naturally he can't listen to anything.

"I won't go down! How can you get me—"

Before the last word "like" could be said, the person lying down suddenly grabbed her wrist and turned over and pressed her on the bed.

The air in the entire room became quiet at this moment, only the sound of the air conditioner blowing cold air could be heard.

Nan Song's mind was blank, and just a short distance away was Shen Du's face.

At this moment, the distance between their faces was less than five centimeters, and the tip of their nose was touching the tip of their nose. Nan Song's breathing stopped at this moment, and his mind was even blanker than before.

The young man's clear but rapid breathing brushed against her face, and Nan Song felt his heart start beating wildly, as if it was going to break through his chest and jump out of his throat in the next second.

The two were deadlocked like this for a long time.

Feeling the great strength of Shen Du's grip on her wrist, Nan Song finally felt a trace of fear, her eyelashes moved, and looked into his eyes.

Cautiously said: ".Shen Du."

"do not speak."

As soon as the words fell, he was interrupted by him, his tone was cold and without any warmth.

As time passed by every minute and every second, the air in the entire room gradually became cramped.

"Why don't you let me go first?" Nan Song asked tentatively again.

Shen Du's voice was cold: "I gave you a chance just now, but you didn't take it yourself."

If she had known that things would develop to this point, she would not have committed suicide just now. Damn it, she regrets it now, very regretful.

At first, he didn't realize how dim the light in the room was, but now that the two of them maintained this strange posture, Nan Song felt that the light from the top of his head became a bit ambiguous.

The feeling of heart beating is actually not good, and Nan Song is also a little unhappy.

"But, you have to be reasonable, right? I hit you because you molested me. If you make a mistake, you are the one who made the mistake first."

Shen Du's expression froze, and he directly raised her two hands above her head and pressed her on the bed, her movements were extremely powerful and merciless.

　Because this memory is relatively important, so I wrote a little more, and the update chapter of memory tomorrow is over!Shen Gou and Song Song continue to spread sugar and abuse scum!
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