Did the playwright couple get divorced today?

Chapter 384 Seeing Nan Song couldn't hide his smile, Shen Du knew that today's matter was settled

"Where did you buy this? Why did it arrive so soon?"

Shen Du didn't change his face, and asked Nan Song instead: "Otherwise, what do you think Chen Zhu is doing?"

Nan Song: "."

It's really hard for Chen Zhu, I feel distressed for a second, and the remaining 59 seconds are used to laugh.

"It's so beautiful, this is the one I saw before."

Just looking at Nan Song's uncontrollable smile, Shen Du knew that today's matter was settled.

Nan Song was admiring and admiring, and suddenly remembered something.

"So you didn't let me borrow the Polaroids from those people just now, because you already asked Chen Zhu to buy them?"

"Correct."

Nan Song was a little puzzled: "Why? Isn't it all the same? It's just taking pictures."

"Different."

"Huh?" Nan Song cast a puzzled look.

"I don't want you not to have something when others have it, not to mention it's something you really want."

After finishing speaking, Shen Du added in a serious tone: "The most important thing is, I hope that the first paper photo of the two of us is taken with the Polaroid I personally gave you."

Tao Siran, who was sitting on the left of Nan Song, had a pale face, and only one sentence popped into his mind at this time——

If I am guilty, the law will punish me instead of being tricked into killing me by two men named Nan Song and Shen Du.

These words are a bit sweet and greasy. Sometimes Nan Song's ears are soft, and his defenses are broken in a second.

Pretending to be careless, he said, "Okay, that fairy book will give you a chance."

Shen Du also cooperated with her very much, and his thin lips parted lightly: "Well, thank the fairy for showing mercy."

In the following time, several people spent watching the art performance and taking pictures, and Tao Siran naturally became the photographer of Nan Song and Shen Du.

After the school celebration ended, the three of them went to have dinner together. After the meal, Shen Du was in charge of driving, and together with Nan Song, they sent Tao Siran to Yuncheng International Airport. She had a flight ticket to New Zealand at ten o'clock.

The two made an appointment to meet in New Zealand next time if there is time and opportunity.
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At 09:30, Nan Song and Shen Du returned to the Feili Mansion, and the car stopped steadily in the small courtyard in front of the foyer.

I don't know when there was a light rain, but now the rain has stopped, and there is a thin layer of moisture in the air, and the hypericum planted in the small yard in front of the hall has begun to wither.

On the contrary, the white rose next to it bloomed just right, and the petals were a little transparent because they were wet by the rain, exuding a sense of lightness and beauty.

These clusters of white roses were planted by Nan Song himself when he first moved into the Feili mansion. The name is Glamis Castle, known as Lin Daiyu among flowers, they are very delicate and difficult to raise.

When she first planted the plant, she didn't have particularly high hopes, but in the end, she didn't expect that it would actually come alive after accidentally planting it.

After tossing around for a day, Shen Du was actually a little tired, but Nan Song seemed to be very energetic.

The first time she got out of the car, she didn't enter the door, but ran over as soon as she saw the blooming roses.

"My roses are blooming!"

Hearing her cheering voice, Shen Du got out of the car and looked towards the flower garden. The white roses were blooming very well, and crystal clear raindrops were falling on the petals.

When the breeze blows, it sways gracefully.

Nan Song stood beside the most luxuriant bush of roses, reaching out his hand to warmly greet Shen Du: "Come and see! Come and see! Look at my flowers!"

Shen Du took the Polaroid and the photos taken during the day off the seat, closed the car door and walked towards Nan Song.

With a bright smile on her bright and fair face, she was looking closely at a white rose.

Shen Du stood one meter away. From his perspective, Nan Song's profile and flowers formed a complete picture, which was so beautiful.

Looking at the person in front of him, Shen Du took out the Polaroid from the white paper bag, adjusted the night scene portrait mode, and chose a good angle to take a picture of Nan Song.

Because Nan Song was fascinated by the flowers, he didn't notice Shen Du's actions at all.

It wasn't until I heard the sizzling sound of photo printing that I raised my head belatedly.

"Did you just shoot me?"

Shen Du proudly: "I didn't take pictures of you, I was taking photos of flowers."

Looking at his expression, Nan Song thought for a second and felt that this person was lying.

"I don't believe it unless you show it to me."

Shen Du pinched the corner of the photo, with a half-smile: "It hasn't been fully shown yet, what are you looking at?"

Nan Song walked towards Shen Du, and spread out the palm of his right hand towards him: "You put it on this."

The corners of Shen Du's lips curled up, and he put the photo in her palm.

The eyes of the two people fell on it at the same time, and the images on the photo were displayed bit by bit, which was a slow but warm process.

After the imaging was over, Nan Song picked up the photo and looked at it for a while, with a clear and calm smile on the corner of his mouth.

"It's your first time using Polaroid? Why do you take such good photos?"

When Shen Du saw that she praised himself for being straightforward, he was tactically modest: "It's not the first time, didn't you take some pictures with Miss Tao this afternoon? It can be regarded as practiced already. "

Hearing his words, Nan Song was a little surprised. He thought this dog man would be proud.

Anyway, if she had been praised so much by him, she would have cocked her tail to the sky.

The angle and light of that photo were well controlled. In the photo, her side face was beautiful, her eyelashes drooped slightly, a white rose petal was attached to the tip of her nose, and her red lips were calm and elegant.

Nan Song is very satisfied with this photo.

She raised the things in her hand to Shen Du: "It's a good shot, I took it for myself, hee hee."

Shen Du looked at her: "Did you have fun today?"

"Happy, very happy."

He took a step closer and narrowed the distance between the two of them. There was a breathtaking charm in his deep eyes, and his ending sound rose slightly.

"That's a good sentence?"

Nan Song didn't understand what he meant for a while: "Huh? That's not it?"

"No other rewards?"

The word "reward" clearly fell into Nan Song's ears, and her little heart suddenly trembled, because at that moment, some pornographic scenes flashed in her mind.

"What reward do you want?"

Nan Song gently pinched the photo on his fingertips, with his arms behind his back, his beautiful white collarbone slightly raised.

Shen Du didn't answer her question directly, but asked instead: "What kind of reward do you think I am worthy of?"

Nan Song tilted his head and thought for a while: "Well, give me a kiss."

Shen Du frowned: "That's it?"

Nan Song nodded: "Well, that's it."

Seeing that she was so serious that she didn't look like she was joking at all, Shen Gou became angry.

(End of this chapter)