Did the playwright couple get divorced today?

Chapter 390 "If you hadn't tormented me so beastly last night, I wouldn't have slept so soundly?"

In vain, when she was in her third year of high school, she still thought that this man played basketball very well and was very sunny. Every time he talked to her, he was a gentleman, and he smiled and looked like an honest person.

That's why she was willing to agree to him when he invited her to eat outside the school. She thought it was to make a friend, but this man actually confessed his love to her that night.

And this person is actually a bad guy, or the kind that is bad to the bone? ? ?

Thinking of this, Nan Song wished he could spit out the meal he had with Lu Chenghan that night.

Immediately afterwards, he couldn't help but lamented how blind his eyes were and how bright Shen Du's eyes were.

Because she remembered that time when she asked about whether he and she would attend the centennial celebration of No. [-] Middle School.

At that time, she saw that Shen Du was a little hesitant and thought he was taking Joe on purpose, so she blurted out "If you don't go with me, I'll ask Lu Chenghan from the school basketball team", Shen Du's face was ugly for a second.

In fact, what she said at that time was simply to stimulate Shen Du, and had no other meaning at all.

Looking back now, the dog man probably wanted to kill her at the time. Anyway, if it were her, he would definitely want to kill her under that situation.

Just imagine, the person you want to protect is turning your elbow outward, and the person you are turning to is a bad garbage man who has had a fight with you since you were a student.

Fuck, just thinking about it makes your fist hard, Nan Song, you are really nothing.

Thinking of this, she suddenly began to feel sorry for Shen Du, bit her lip, Nan Song clicked on the chat page with Shen Du, searched and searched in the emoticon library, and finally sent an emoticon package to him.

The emoji is a very cute little girl with short hair, named Huang Xiawen, who is kissing the camera with her lips pouting, and has been posted with a small heart pattern on it.

"The pictures are not enough, let's add some words." Nan Song said to himself while holding the phone.

[Honey, what's up. 】

After sending these two messages, she finally felt a little better.

I hope that the dog man will not think too much about her sudden strange behavior, and just accept it silently.

Just thinking about it, a new message popped up on the chat page.

[It's broad daylight, are you having a convulsion? ? ? 】

Nan Song: "."

What a beautiful Chinese language.

After thinking for a moment, she gave Shen Du an ambiguous answer.

[Hey, you don't understand. 】

Shen Du was probably busy there, but he took the time to reply to her message, and then he didn't speak anymore.

Nan Song quit the chat page, clicked into Moments, and found that many people liked and commented on the post just now.

【Lin Jia: If I didn't nurse my baby at home, I would have gone too, to see how happy you are. 】

Lin Jia is also in No. [-] Middle School, and she is in a different class from Nan Song Shen Du.

She had just given birth a few months ago, and she was recuperating at home during this period, so she didn't go to the school celebration.

[Jiang Yizhou replied to Lin Jia: Wife is not sad, I will drive you to school some other day, there are still many opportunities. (Pouting Kiss.emoji)]

[Lin Jia replied to Jiang Yizhou: Our school usually does not allow outsiders to enter casually, idiot. 】

【Jiang Yizhou replied to Lin Jia:.】

Jiang Yizhou's personality was relatively lacklustre, and Lin Jia became very sensitive after giving birth, so he and Jiang Yizhou would always pick each other up if they didn't agree with each other.

These friends have long been used to it.

For example, Tang Yuchuan didn't even read Jiang Yizhou's joke this time, and the question he asked was directly aimed at Nan Song's waist.

【So what happened to that bowl of porridge?Judging from the mung bean paste last time, it doesn't look like your craft. 】

Although Tang Yuchuan stepped on her culinary skills with her words, but this time Nan Song was in a good mood, so she didn't intend to argue with him, but replied calmly——

【Shen Du boiled it for me. 】

After answering this sentence, Nan Song went into the bathroom and went to the toilet. Tang Yuchuan had already replied to her when he came out.

[So. Brother Du made you porridge with such a delicious taste and color, but what you cooked for others was mung bean paste like shit?What you pay each other is seriously unequal. 】

Nan Song: "."

Tang Yuchuan is a bastard, it seems that he can't do without scolding.

Just as he was about to type, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of something that he hadn't seen before. Nan Song's eyes moved down, and when he saw that sentence, he was instantly happy.

[Shen Du replied to Tang Yuchuan: If you have nothing to do, you can go to work in a factory, and you can get shoe soles. 】

[Tang Yuchuan replied to Shen Du: I'm talking for you, do you have a conscience? ? ? 】

Shen Du ignored Tangyuchuan.

Nan Song watched his words of going back to Tang Yuchuan, lying on his back on the sofa with his mobile phone in his arms, and let out a frenzied laugh.

The dog man is quite good at picking people up.

At this time, a video call popped out of the phone, and when he picked it up, it was Shen Du calling.

In fact, even after the warming up of the relationship until now, she and Shen Du had very few video calls during this period, and the two of them mostly contacted each other directly by phone or wechat.

Nan Song didn't press "Accept" right away, but ran to the floor-to-ceiling window in small steps. The light here is good, and the light will make the skin look good, and there is a beautiful green plant behind it.

She raised her hand to brush the hair on both sides of her cheeks, trying to make herself look casual and lazy.

While pressing the green "Accept" button, Nan Song slightly raised the corners of his mouth and adjusted his expression.

On the screen of the phone, the picture of Shen Du's side was displayed. He was walking, and the camera flickered while holding the phone in his hand, but he could still see his face clearly.

"We'll be entering the security check in half an hour, so I'll call you first." Shen Du spoke first.

Nan Song hummed lightly.

"When did you get up?"

Nan Song finished appreciating the beauty of himself in the camera, and then remembered to see Shen Du.

Damn, so handsome.

"Since ten o'clock."

On the screen, Shen Du had a faint smile but not a smile: "You can sleep quite well."

"So when did you leave? Why don't I feel anything?"

She really didn't feel it at all, this dog man was like a ghost, always coming and going without a trace.

Shen Du sneered: "You slept like a pig, you couldn't wake up even with thunder, I wanted to wake you up to say goodbye, but seeing how you slept, forget it."

Nan Song: ".? If you hadn't tormented me so beastly last night, I wouldn't have slept so soundly?"

As soon as these words were uttered, the other end of the phone became quiet, and Shen Du looked at her expressionlessly.

Two seconds later, Nan Song noticed something was wrong and asked, "What's wrong?"

Shen Du paused for a second: "It's okay."

Most of the time when a man is fine, he has something to do, but Nan Song looked at his indifferent expression and finally changed the subject.

(End of this chapter)