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Chapter 415 Nan Song: "Just to realize your wish of becoming a father, look how much I paid!"

Why did it suddenly involve educating children?Where did this come from?Besides, Nanjia Shudu is no longer a child.

Nan Song stopped his swaying steps, walked closer to the bed, and looked at Shen Du with a look of scrutiny.

"Educating children? Is this a new topic Mr. Shen has been studying recently?"

Shen Du looked at her, and said three words calmly: "No."

"Oh? What is that?"

"I have been studying this topic for a long time, but you don't know it."

Nan Song: "."

Haha, what a shame on her face.

The implication is that-

I have long wanted to be a father, but you don't know it?
But Nan Song thought to herself, how could she not be calmed by this dog man, so, after calmly staring at Shen Du for three seconds, she opened her mouth——

"If you really want to be a father so much, I can't help you."

Shen Du raised his eyebrows: "Huh?"

Nan Song took a step closer to him, looked up at him slightly, his eyes were very eager, and his tone was very sincere——

"dad."

Shen Du: "."

Looking at the disheveled Shen Du, Nan Song was a little dissatisfied, and she frowned.

"Why do you have such an expression? Do you know how much courage it took me to call out dad?"

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"Just to realize your wish of becoming a father, look how much I have paid!"

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Seeing that she was speaking seriously, Shen Du felt even more blocked, raised his hand to rub his brows, and closed his eyes for a few seconds.

But Nan Song obviously didn't intend to let him have a chance to breathe.

"Also—"

She wanted to continue talking with great interest, but Shen Du covered her mouth when she was about to say the fourth word.

Everything happened between lightning and flint, Nan Song didn't react at all, she grabbed Shen Du's hand and wanted to break it away, making a whining sound in her throat.

Shen Du wrapped her arms around her waist, pulled her into his arms, and issued a stern warning with his eyes: "Stop talking, let me beat you, believe it or not?"

Nan Song was stunned, stunned by his words for a second, then became arrogant again, desperately breaking Shen Du's hand away.

"I'm going to say it! I'm going to say it! You hit me!"

Shen Du really couldn't get used to her being so arrogant, his eyes suddenly became playful.

"you sure?"

Naturally, Nan Song didn't know what he was thinking at the moment, so he only cared about provocation.

"I'm sure!"

As soon as the words fell, he was slapped heavily on the buttocks.

Nan Song's whole body instantly petrified: "."

Because after Shen Du finished spanking her buttocks, his hands didn't leave, they were still covering her buttocks, and even pinched her on purpose.

"What are you doing—"

Before the last word "what" could be said, Nan Song's mouth was blocked by Shen Du's kiss.

His clear and pleasant breath invaded her instantly, and Nan Song's eyelashes trembled slightly.

Shen Du took a step back and backed away a little, but his hand still didn't leave.

His voice was low and hoarse, with a touch of magnetism, and his warm breath brushed against Nan Song's ears, which was the kind of sexy and low that could bewitch people's hearts.

"Don't you want me to hit you? Don't I do what you want? Huh?"

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Nan Song was dumbfounded. When she hit her, she asked him to spank her, but she didn't let him spank her ass!
He not only hits, he pinches!color dog!color dog!

She was originally a person with a lot of pornographic waste in her mind, but now that she was provoked by Shen Du, the sense of picture in her mind was even more unbearable.

In just a few seconds, Nan Song's mind flashed a lot of erotic scenes of the Eighteen Bans, like a movie playing continuously.

With a "bass", Nan Song's face turned red from his neck to the roots of his ears.

Under the light, Shen Du could see clearly that he didn't seem to want to give up, he reached out and lifted her smooth chin.

"What do you think of? Share it."

Nan Song was so angry that he blurted out: "Why should I share it with you!"

Shen Du nodded with a clear expression, "Yes, I see."

A question mark slowly appeared in Nan Song's mind:?

You know shit.

"I didn't expect my wife to dabble in SM. If you are interested in this field, we can try it in the future."

There are more question marks in Nan Song's mind:? ? ?

SM?The dog man actually started talking about such a cool topic with her?
Although she knew that after expressing their feelings to each other, the two often drove the car on the high speed with more peace of mind, but would this kind of car be a little too fast?

Damn, the wheels of the wheel are already on her face.

"Do you want to be S or M?"

Shen Du's expression was serious, he didn't know if it was real or pretending, it seemed that he was asking for her opinion very sincerely.

Nan Song's heart trembled, and he felt that the brake had to be stepped on, otherwise the car would crash and people would die in a while.

Just when she was thinking about what to say, her cell phone rang suddenly.

Nan Song seemed to be pardoned, and pushed Shen Du's hand away.

Shen Du looked at her in disarray, and curled his lips for the success of his prank.

It was a WeChat message from Nan Jiashu.

【I'm in Yinan City now. 】

[I will return to Yuncheng tomorrow. 】

Immediately afterwards, another picture popped up, which was a screenshot of the college entrance examination result query.

Although Nan Jiashu's academic performance is usually very good, Nan Song is also aware of this, but at the moment when she is about to see his college entrance examination scores, she is still a little nervous.

Nan Song took a deep breath, and then clicked on the screenshot.

Skimming the individual scores from top to bottom, she looked directly at the total score at the end——

682 points.

The stone hanging in Nan Song's heart finally fell, and his expression relaxed a little.

"Little bunny."

Although he was still cursing, his tone had unconsciously tinged with pampering.

Shen Du, who was standing beside her, looked at her and asked, "How many points did you get in the test?"

Nan Song didn't speak, and turned the phone screen directly in front of Shen Du, and he saw the score clearly.

The domineering president raised his eyebrows, and said lightly, "You little brat is really good."

Nan Song raised his neck and looked proud: "Of course! I don't even look at whose brother it is."

Looking at Nan Jiashu's score, the more she thought about it, the more excited she became: "Oh, my brother is so good, so amazing, so cute, so cute, reward, must be rewarded!"

When he said this, Nan Song raised his hand and brushed his long hair, his movements were extremely chic.

Shen Du looked at her like this, as if she had already praised Nan Jiashu to the sky, a burst of jealousy struck her, but she still maintained her superficial calmness.

"Generally it's great."

When Nan Song heard his words, he was not happy: "What do you mean by mediocrity? Didn't you just say that the little brat is very powerful?"

Shen Du's tone was a little mean, and he continued.

(End of this chapter)