Did the playwright couple get divorced today?

Chapter 379 Nan Song: "Husband, you are really a dirt dog! Sometimes you are so stupid that I can't even imagine it."

"Husband, I've been standing in high heels for a long time, my waist is so sore."

When Nan Song said this, his lips painted with glass lip glaze were slightly pouting, his small expression was aggrieved, and he looked at me with pity.

Shen Du received the look she gave him, understood it, and stretched out a hand to support Nan Song's slender waist without changing his expression.

The next second, the man said softly, "I'll rub it for you, will it feel better?"

"Ok!"

Nan Song happily agreed, with an innocent look.

Shen Du also played a full set quite cooperatively, and slowly rubbed the hands on her waist with moderate strength, which was really comfortable.

Looking at the picture in front of her, Zheng Yutong felt a sudden heart attack.

If she continued to stay here, she might die.

Ignoring the various gazes cast on her by the people next to her, she raised her skirt and ran forward with all her strength, and finally disappeared from everyone's sight.

Nan Song looked at the direction Zheng Yutong was running to, which was the gate of the school, and the little bitch finally ran away.

Also came to attend the school celebration, some people left happiness, some people left psychological shadow.

Nan Song knew that from today onwards, Zheng Yutong would never dare to jump in front of her again. The so-called one move to control the enemy is nothing more than that.

But speaking of today's victory, I have to thank the man in front of me.

Nan Song raised his eyes and glanced at Shen Du, bit his lower lip lightly, thinking about how to thank him.

As he thought about it, his thoughts gradually drifted uncontrollably. At a certain moment, Nan Song finally controlled his pornographic thoughts and reined in in time.

What are you thinking?Nan Song, can you be more serious?Gratitude is pure gratitude, what are you thinking about those yellow wastes?
Just as he was in a daze, Shen Du looked over at her, saw her looking lost in thought, and asked, "What are you thinking about?"

Nan Song was taken aback, and quickly replied: "Oh, it's nothing, nothing."

"It's nothing? Then why is your face red?" Shen Du looked at her and raised his eyebrows.

Nan Song subconsciously raised his hand to touch his cheek, it was really hot.

It was also at this moment that she suddenly realized a problem. Her skin in front of the dog man was getting thinner and thinner, and she blushed at every turn.

It can't go on like this.

While thinking this way, Nan Song pretended to be tough and raised his chin: "There are so many reasons, there are no reasons."

Seeing that she couldn't speak a single word of reason, Shen Du knew that she had a ghost in her heart, so he only curled his lips.

"Blushing like this, are you thinking about something embarrassing?"

Nan Song was taken aback for a moment, then subconsciously turned his head and looked around.

"Why are you so loud? You want everyone to hear you?"

Shen Du approached her and lowered his voice: "So you're really thinking about embarrassing things? Are you sure?"

Nan Song was choked for a while, and after holding it in for a long time, he only uttered three words without any momentum: "...beat your sister."

After saying this, he was afraid that the dog man would catch him and ask him further, so he simply grabbed the small handbag and walked forward.

"Let's go, Dad will take you to take pictures." Nan Song, who was walking in front, warmly greeted Shen Du.

Shen Du didn't care about her weird self-proclaimed in public, and just followed her silently.

After taking a few photos that were quite satisfactory, Nan Song sat down on a bench in the shade under the tree, and talked while scrolling through the phone screen to look at the photos.

"No, I have to buy a Polaroid. When it comes to taking important commemorative photos, Polaroid is the most suitable."

Shen Du looked at her smooth side face, and asked the doubt in his heart: "What is Polaroid?"

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Nan Song thought he had heard it wrong, so he turned his attention away from the photos on his phone, and looked at Shen Du with a hint of disbelief in his eyes.

"Polaroid, you don't know what a Polaroid is? Have you never seen it?"

Shen Du shook his head very gracefully: "I haven't seen it, what is that?"

Nan Song blinked his eyes twice, and uttered a strange syllable of admiration.

"Wow."

"President Shen, you are really a dirt dog. Sometimes you are so stupid that I can't imagine."

Shen Du: "."

"If you talk about things well, you can talk about things well. Why are you scolding people?"

Seeing that he was a little wronged, Nan Song stretched out his hand and gently pulled Shen Du's face: "I didn't scold anyone, I just praised you, the little dog is so cute."

"...Such a compliment is unnecessary."

Shen·Xiaotugou·Duxin OS: It's fucking outrageous.

Nan Song began to popularize science patiently: "The so-called Polaroid is a camera that can quickly form images. Put photo paper in the camera, and immediately after taking a photo, a paper photo will come out. Can you understand?"

A trace of surprise flashed in Shen Du's eyes: "Well, I understand, there are such good things in the world?"

Nan Song: "."

A domineering CEO who has been in the business field for many years and is used to the turbulent world, stares at you with stares in his eyes and says, "There is such a good thing in the world?"

This feeling... has an indescribably weird feeling.

Nan Song stared at Shen Du for two seconds, and said, "Yes, it's that amazing, so should we make one?"

Shen Du was extremely interested in this thing called "Polaroid", and said in a firm tone: "Do it, you must do it."

Seeing that this person was successfully amended by him, Nan Song smiled with satisfaction.

In the summer campus, the two of them walked side by side on the tree-lined path. The blue sky was as clear as washing, with only a few fluffy clouds slowly floating in the sky.

There were even 2009 graduates who came to attend the school celebration wearing school uniforms. Nan Song saw it, and immediately felt a sense of intimacy, and touched Shen Du's arm to let him see.

"Hey! Look at the one in school uniform over there, do you remember where you put your school uniform?"

"It's in the closet in my bedroom in the Shen family's old house. It's well preserved."

"I still put mine well, but I don't know if I can still wear it now. I seem to have gained a little weight than then."

Nan Song stretched out his hand to pinch the flesh on his waist through the clothes while talking, Shen Du looked at her as if he was looking at a mentally handicapped person.

"Wait a minute."

"Huh?" Nan Song raised his head, his little expression was a little dazed.

Shen Du looked at his stupid wife, and said slowly: "You don't really think that those people are still wearing the same school uniform as when I was studying, do you?"

Nan Song blinked: "Then what?"

Shen Du: "They reproduced the original school uniform. Didn't you see that the clothes are so new that even the creases are still there? Besides, do you think that people's figures will not change after so many years?"

Nan Song thought about Shen Du's words in his mind, and realized later: "What you said seems to make sense."

"So I'm a dirt dog, and you're a stupid dog, right?"

Nan Song: "."

(End of this chapter)