Did the playwright couple get divorced today?

Chapter 41 You slipped through the net of quality education!

In the master bedroom, Shen Du endured the impatience in his body that couldn't be extinguished temporarily, his face turned black into a lump of coal.

At the same time, Nansong was thinking about why the power went out again, and was going to call the property to ask.

But in the next second, she discovered a serious problem - she left the mobile phone in the master bedroom and forgot to bring it.

Asking about the power outage is secondary, but the most important thing is that the mobile phone is left on Shen Du's side, what should I do if that bastard peeks at her mobile phone?
She has never been in the habit of setting an unlock password for her phone, so she opened it easily.

Although she has never chatted with other opposite sexes on WeChat, and she doesn't use Momo Tantan and other things, but the large number of photos of handsome men showing their abdominal muscles in the local album are real.

Moreover, there are both domestic and foreign ones, with rich types and different styles.

If that dog man saw her, he would have to chant scriptures in her ear again, which would be annoying even thinking about it.

There are some problems, once the opening is opened, it is difficult to control myself not to think deeply, the more Nan Song thinks about it, the more insecure he feels, so he rushes to the door and wants to go to the master bedroom to quickly get the phone back.

But how can things be so simple?
Just now, she could almost say that she spared no effort to tease Shen Du on purpose. After being treated like this by her, that dog man must be angry now. If she leans towards him now, isn't that courting death?
Nan Song stood where he was, his thoughts spinning rapidly, thinking about strategies.

At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Dong dong dong."

Since she was standing at the door, the sound of knocking on the door seemed to hit her eardrums hard, and Nan Song was terrified.

"What are you doing!"

She roared subconsciously.

There was a second of silence outside the door, and then Shen Du's calm voice came: "Nan Jiashu called you."

Nan Song was stunned for a second: "Nan Jiashu? Why is he calling me so late?"

"Don't you know when you come out to pick it up?"

Nan Song put her ear against the door and listened carefully. It was really her own ringing phone. She hesitated on the spot, trying to decide whether it was Nan Jiashuzhen who called or the trick of this dog man.

Shen Du's voice came in through the door again: "Hang up, it's all right."

Nan Song breathed a sigh of relief, within three seconds——

"Hey, he called again."

Nan Song: "."

"Aren't you going to come out and get your phone? Just so sure that he doesn't have any urgent needs for you?"

Nan Song put his hand on the doorknob.

"I left the phone at the door for you, I'm going back to sleep."

After Shen Du's words fell, there was a sound of footsteps, followed by the sound of closing the door, it seems that he really entered the house, Nan Song thought to himself.

She opened the door lightly, and sure enough, she saw that the screen of her mobile phone was on at the door, and the page of the caller ID was slowly flashing.

The cold and white moonlight outside shone in through the window in the corridor, so you could see the scene in front of you clearly.

Nan Song frowned slightly: What trouble did Nan Jiashu, this son of a bitch, cause? ? ?
She opened the whole door and walked out, bent down to pick up the mobile phone on the ground, and didn't see the name of the caller until the distance was close—the dog man.

Um?dog man?Why is Shen Du's remarks displayed?Isn't it Nan Jiashu's call?
In the blink of an eye, Nan Song seemed to understand something, subconsciously raised his legs, turned around and ran to the bedroom. At the same time, the opposite door was suddenly opened, and a figure who seemed to have reached the point of the wind and lightning after years of cultivation, " "噗" came to her in one fell swoop.

Nan Song's wrist was grabbed.

Before she had time to exclaim, she was carried by Shen Du in the next second.

Nan Song struggled recklessly on his shoulders, and the mobile phone was knocked off because of too much action, and fell to the ground with a "bang", the movement was unusually loud, as if he was mocking his master's IQ.

Nan Song was short of breath for a moment, and Zaan mode was instantly activated.

".Dog man, I'll kill your mother! You ugly groundhog! Assi! You think you can do it when the weather stops and the rain stops, don't you? You slipped through the net of quality education! Cub! ! Let me go! Let me go!"

"Oh!"

Nan Song was thrown on the bed by Shen Du, his whole body sank into the quilt and was knocked a little dizzy, and he became quiet in an instant.

When the figure with an oppressive aura came over, Nan Song gradually thought about a problem——

Nan Jiashu is now in the third year of senior high school. The school has closed management. The students' mobile phones are usually handed over to the class teacher except on weekends. How could it be possible to call her at this time?
On this night as cold as water, Nan Song picked up his broken IQ in his heart while enduring the torment, and mourned for it for a long time.
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At seven o'clock the next morning, bright morning light came in through the gaps in the half-covered dark gray curtains, and fell on the white carpet by the window.

The faint soreness in her body made Nan Song, who was not fully awake, frowned slightly. With a movement of her slender, white fingers, she subconsciously stretched her arms to the side, touching an empty space.

The image of two people burning fire last night instantly appeared in her brain. Nan Song suddenly opened his eyes, and his nerves tensed up instantly.

Fortunately, at the time of the live broadcast, she only said in her heart that no one else knew about it, otherwise her fame would be ruined.

Grass.

Now she was the only one left on the huge bed, and the half of the sheets next to her were so cold that there was no warmth at all, which gave Nan Song the illusion that she slept alone last night.

After listening carefully, there was no movement outside. It seems that the dog man should have left.

Nan Song sat up from the bed, didn't know if he didn't move, but when he moved, Shen Du was really a beast! ! !She was in so much pain that she was about to fall apart.

Walking into the bathroom and standing in front of the mirror, looking at the hickey marks left on the collarbone and chest, Nan Song almost broke the electric toothbrush in his hand.

Although the same position on the dog man's body was also acquired by her, the nature is completely different, okay? ? ?
He could wear a shirt and a suit 24 hours a day to cover his collarbone tightly, but she couldn't. Those beautiful little dresses that were so popular in her closet were all low-necked, how could she wear them?
After washing and putting on makeup, Nan Song went to the cloakroom and opened the closet. After thinking for a long time, he picked out a Hepburn-style little black dress with a halter neck and shoulders.

I compared it to my body, and the halter neck design can just cover the mark from the collarbone to the neck, which is perfect.

Walking out of the bedroom door, I saw the cell phone lying alone on the ground. It had run out of power overnight and turned off automatically. Nan Song picked it up, put it in his bag and went out.

After arriving at the office, Nan Song charged up his mobile phone, and a series of WeChat messages popped in as soon as he turned it on.

　Thank you for your red beans and recommended tickets!

　　


(End of this chapter)