Did the playwright couple get divorced today?

Chapter 443 Nan Jiashu: "Sister, brother-in-law, is this something I can listen to without paying?"

With a trembling hand, he subconsciously clicked on his phone to look.

Shen Du's hearing was keen, and he immediately recognized that the message alert came from the stairs on the second floor.

He froze for a moment, then hooked his lips again.

After a long time, it turned out that someone was listening to the wall, which was a bit interesting.

The mischievous mentality suddenly rose, and Shen Du threw several messages one after another——

【What's wrong? 】

"Ding dong!"

[Have you encountered any difficulties? 】

"Ding dong!"

[Do you need me to come up and help? 】

"Ding dong!"

Shen Du typed so fast that Nan Song's cell phone rang three times in succession, and it was too late to turn it off.

When he frantically dialed down the mute button, there was no message from Shen Du again.

Nan Song silently cursed a dirty word in his heart, and clenched his fist as big as a sandbag tightly.

The more she looked at the few words on the screen, the more she felt that Shen Du did it on purpose, so after a long time, did he know that he was eavesdropping? ? ?

Nan Song held his breath from his chest to his throat, and couldn't get up or down for a while, which was very uncomfortable.

Shen Du raised his wine glass, and while drinking the red wine, he paid attention to the movement on the stairs on the second floor, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, with a hint of a mischievous smile.

At this time, Nan Jiashu also suddenly asked.

"It's strange, why hasn't my sister come down for so long? I'm a little hungry, and I want to ask her if she has supper. If she wants to, I'll order three."

Shen Du answered the words calmly: "She will come down immediately."

Nan Jiashu: "Huh?"

Heart said, how do you know?

As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, there was the sound of footsteps wearing slippers on the stairs.

Nan Jiashu sat on the chair and tilted his head back, shouting at the top of his voice, "Sister, have you come down? Do you want to have supper?"

Nan Song suppressed the desire to beat someone up, took a deep breath, and went downstairs calmly, pretending nothing happened.

"Eat, shall I have some or you?"

In fact, she had already brushed her teeth when she took a shower just now, so logically speaking, she shouldn't eat anything.

But she couldn't stand being pissed off on purpose by Shen Du just now, so now she especially wanted to overeat and vent her emotions.

Nan Jiashu volunteered: "Let me order some! I've already opened the app."

"it is good."

When Nan Song was speaking, his gaze remained on Shen Du's back, motionless.

The little kid swiped at the phone and said to himself: "Let me see what to eat."

During the whole process of the dialogue between Nan Song and Nan Jiashu, Shen Du didn't turn his head, and always only gave Nan Song the back of his head.

Nan Song crossed his arms and crossed his chest, walked slowly to Shen Du's side, and looked at him expressionlessly from above.

Shen Du had already caught a glimpse of her figure from the corner of his eye, and after a moment of silence, he turned his head and raised his eyes, meeting Nan Song's cold gaze.

The next second, he squeezed out a sweet smile at her, which seemed a little harmless to humans and animals.

If it wasn't for knowing the habits of this dog man, Nan Song would even think that Shen Du's smile was sincere.

Hehe, dog man.

She complained silently in her heart.

Seeing that Nan Song didn't speak for a long time, Shen Du simply opened his mouth first, and his chin gestured towards a chair over the coffee table.

"Honey, sit down."

Nan Song was indifferent, and continued to stare at him without speaking.

Shen Du was looked at by her like this, but his heart was very calm, so calm that he even uttered another provocative sentence——

"I know it's because I'm handsome that you look at me so obsessively, but first sit down and chat with everyone, okay? I'll let you see enough when I go to bed later."

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Nan Song's unresolved anger became more severe.

Nan Jiashu, who was torn between plain fried chicken and honey mustard fried chicken, heard the conversation between the two, and suddenly stopped swiping the phone screen.

The boy looked up at the two flirting people beside him, with an unusual light in his eyes.

"Sister, brother-in-law, is this something I can listen to without paying?"

"Snapped!"

Nan Jiashu slapped Nan Song on the back of the head.

Her strength wasn't heavy and didn't hurt, but it was enough to have a good warning effect.

Nan Jiashu suddenly received this "love" slap, and instantly understood it, and retracted his gaze.

In the next second, Nan Song gave Shen Du an incomparably cold look, then brought the chair from the coffee table over, and sat down beside the small round table.

When he sat down, he hummed lightly, and then ignored Shen Du.

Shen Du watched her every move, he actually liked her cute and naive appearance.

It is a side that outsiders cannot see.

Except him and only him.

"Sister, brother-in-law, I ordered honey mustard-flavored Korean fried chicken, and some iced drinks. Let's see what else you need."

After finishing speaking, Nan Jiashu handed his mobile phone towards the two of them.

Nan Song looked thoughtful, he was thinking about something at the moment, so he didn't notice Nan Jiashu's movements at all.

Seeing this, Shen Du stretched out his hand to take it.

After looking at the store for a while, he added himself a fried rice cake, and then turned his phone screen to Nam Song again.

Seeing that she didn't respond, she moved her wrist and shook it.

Nan Song finally came back to his senses, and his eyes fell on the phone screen.

"what?"

Shen Du said: "See what else you want to eat, add it."

"Oh well."

Nan Song agreed and took the phone over.

After a while, he handed the phone to Nan Jiashu again: "Okay."

"Well, then I place an order."

Nan Jiashu got up while placing the order and walked towards the bathroom.

When Shen Du heard the sound of closing the door, he turned to look at Nan Song: "What are you thinking?"

"Nothing." Nan Song replied casually.

Shen Du looked at her with a hint of scrutiny in his gaze, and guessed for a moment.

"I deliberately exposed your eavesdropping, are you angry?"

Nan Song was silent for two seconds, and said, "Including this, but not only because of this."

"Then why?"

"I won't tell you." Nan Song's tone was a little arrogant.

Shen Du looked at her fair and clear side face, and pursed his lips.

"Then when do you want to tell me? I can wait a while." He asked again.

Nan Song turned his head and looked at him.

"You know so many things, but why didn't you tell me?"

Shen Du raised his eyebrows: "For example?"

"For example, what you just told Nanjia."

"You mean Qiao Wenzhou?"

"Yes, there is also the fact that the Nan family secretly decided on a marriage partner for me."

"Isn't it the same thing?"

Nan Song looked calm: "It's not the same thing."

Shen Du looked into her eyes: "Then which one do you care more about?"

(End of this chapter)