Did the playwright couple get divorced today?

Chapter 431 "Hehe, the dead duck has a hard mouth." Shen Du frowned: "Who the hell are you calling a duck?"

So Nan Song, who had figured this out at the time, opened the car door without hesitation and sat in the front row again.

Now that she calms down and thinks back, she feels that she is so naive, she has to fight over such insignificant things, how can she be like a three-year-old child.

Fortunately, the dog man didn't ask her why on the spot, which made it difficult for her to step down.

At a certain moment, Nan Song couldn't help laughing out loud.

When she laughed, it was herself who laughed, but Shen Du didn't know it, so she misunderstood it properly.

The man glanced at the co-pilot out of the corner of his eye.

"What's so funny? If you have the ability, let me try to strangle you. If you are strangled, you will be hideous." Shen Du snorted coldly.

Nan Song, who was immersed in his emotions, heard his words suddenly, and his thoughts were interrupted.

When he realized that he thought she was laughing at him just now, Nan Song sat on the seat and took a deep breath, closing his eyes.

Then I asked back: "Why do you like to be seated so much?"

Sensing the playfulness in Nan Song's tone, Shen Du thought for two seconds before realizing something. Could it be that she wasn't talking about him just now?

It's embarrassing to put a hat on your own head.

Shen Du held the steering wheel with one hand, freed his left hand and clenched a fist against his chin, and coughed lightly to ease the embarrassment.

But obviously, Nan Song is not so considerate.

One of her favorite things in life is to embarrass others, and what she likes the most is to embarrass Shen Du.

She flexibly adjusted her sitting posture, and turned a little towards Shen Du's direction.

"Boss Shen, are you embarrassed?" Nan Song asked with a loud voice.

Shen Du knew that he was in the wrong and didn't want to talk to her, so he just looked expressionlessly at the pedestrians passing by on the zebra crossing in front of the car, pursed his lips tightly and said nothing.

Nan Song didn't intend to let him go so easily.

"Ask you, Mr. Shen, is it embarrassing?"

Shen Du bit the bullet and snorted coldly: "What's so embarrassing? I'm afraid of embarrassment?"

Nan Song looked at him and sneered.

"Hehe, the dead duck has a hard mouth."

Shen Du frowned: "Who the hell are you calling a duck?"

Nan Song didn't react, and replied subconsciously: "You, I said you are a duck."

Shen Du: "."

Forget it, he shouldn't communicate with her if he doesn't talk too much.

Looking at his dark complexion, Nan Song recalled what he just said in his heart.

Haha, she actually scolded him invisibly?
The depression in my heart was finally relieved tonight, Nan Song leaned back in his chair and hummed happily.

Shen Du raised his eyes, glanced at her from the corner of his eyes in the mirror, and only one sentence came out of his mind——

Look at how you chatter.

Nan Song seemed to have suddenly remembered something, took out his mobile phone from his bag and called Nan Jiashu.

Picked up right away.

"Hey, ma'am."

"Where are you?"

"at home."

Nan Song said while arranging his hair in front of the mirror: "We are now on our way back to Feili Mansion, do you want to come and find me?"

"Okay, I'll pack up and come over right away."

"Okay, be careful on the road."

"Ah."

After hanging up the phone, Nan Song suddenly remembered that he should also tell Shen Du that Nan Jiashu was coming to live tonight.

But the two of them had just quarreled, and they suddenly started communicating in a serious manner, wouldn't it be a little embarrassing?

Then I thought about it, forget it, isn't it just an embarrassment?What's there to be afraid of?

Thinking of this, she put on the small mirror in front of her, cleared her throat and said, "Nan Jiashu will live with us tonight."

"Ah."

Shen Du only responded lightly.

Seeing that his reaction was so cold, Nan Song couldn't help turning his head to look at him.

Shen Du watched the traffic in front of him calmly, and there was nothing unusual about him.

Nan Song withdrew his gaze, tilted his head against the back of the chair and began to close his eyes to rest.

Closed and closed, consciousness gradually became blurred, and finally fell asleep.

At a certain moment, when he realized that the whole car was completely quiet, Shen Du turned his head and glanced at the person in the passenger seat.

From his perspective, only Nan Song's profile can be seen.

Clean and fair, with a small tip of the nose, the lips painted with lip gloss shone a little in the light of the street lights coming in from the car window.

Just now when we set off from the Shen family's old house, the air conditioner was turned on, the temperature in the car was a bit low, and Nan Song hugged his arm in a drowsy sleep.

In the next second, Shen Du withdrew his gaze, reached out to touch the adjustment button of the air conditioner, raised the temperature by two degrees, and then curled his lips.
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Nansong Shendu and Nan Jiashu arrived at Feili Mansion at about the same time.

After entering the house, Nan Song stood at the entrance and changed his shoes while asking, "Have you started filling in the volunteer application? Which school do you want to apply for?"

Nan Jiashu paused while changing his shoes, and replied with a smile, "I haven't thought about it yet."

After hearing his answer, Nan Song only turned his head to look at the boy with deep meaning in his eyes, but he didn't say anything in the end.

After Nan Jiashu changed his shoes, he straightened up and walked towards the center of the living room. Nan Song stood behind and looked at his back, lost in thought.

When Shen Du passed by her side, he noticed something strange, stopped, and turned to look at her: "What's wrong?"

Nan Song turned his head, moved his lips and was about to speak, but what he saw was Shen Du's handsome but unbeatable face, so he abruptly stopped his words.

After holding back for a long time, he said, "Hmph, it's none of your business."

After saying this, she walked towards the living room with a proud face.

Shen Du: "."

So arrogant?If you have anything to do later, it's best not to ask him, haha.

The man snorted coldly, and then followed.

Nanjia Shugeyou was paralyzed on the sofa, playing games with his mobile phone, but he looked sleepy, he didn't seem to have much interest, he just wanted to pass the time.

Nan Song dragged his suitcase to go upstairs, stopped again, and turned to look at the person on the sofa.

"You eat dinner yet?"

"Eat." Nan Jiashu replied without raising his head.

"Okay, if you're hungry and want supper later, order some takeaway yourself."

"Ok."

Throughout the whole process, Nan Song ignored Shen Du who was standing next to the sofa. Her behavior aroused great dissatisfaction from the domineering president.

Shen Du frowned, glanced down at Nan Jiashu, then at Nan Song who was carrying his suitcase upstairs, and cursed in his heart.

This heartless woman, why didn't she know how to ask her husband if he was hungry?

When he was eating dinner in the old house, he didn't eat much at all in order to think about how to make her happy.

At the end of the meal, I was half full after all the calculations.

(End of this chapter)