Did the playwright couple get divorced today?

Chapter 448 "Your earlobes are red, do you need brother to help you cool down?"

He planted a soft, watery kiss on it.

"Well, I like you too."

The man's hoarse and charming voice fell from the top of his head, Nan Song's eyelashes trembled slightly, and his breathing became a little messy.

Although I can feel this person's liking on weekdays, it seems to be the first time in my impression that I have been confessed so formally and tenderly.

A little joy overflowed in Nan Song's heart, and he couldn't help reaching out and grabbing the skirt of Shen Du's chest.

The previous arrogant little emotions also disappeared unconsciously at this moment.

Sensing Nan Song's small movements, Shen Du left his lips away from her forehead, looked away a little and lowered his eyes to look at her, and his eyes fell on her hand holding his clothes.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

Nan Song lowered his eyelashes and didn't answer.

Shen Du looked at her fair and delicate face, and chuckled lightly: "Are you nervous?"

Nan Song retorted subconsciously: "Who is nervous?"

"Don't be nervous, why are you grabbing my clothes? Even my earlobes are red."

Reflexively, she reached out to touch her earlobe, the temperature was really hot.

"Need brother to help you cool down?"

There was a bit of malicious intent in Shen Du's tone, which Nan Song could clearly feel.

However, feelings belong to feelings, but she was not so fast to stop them.

Before Nan Song could react, Shen Du lowered his head and bit her earlobe.

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A flash of lightning suddenly struck Nan Song's brain, and she froze for an instant, her brain was blank, and she completely forgot to think.

Two seconds later, Nan Song almost collapsed.

Because Shen Du not only gently bit her earlobe, but even touched her with the tip of his tongue!
All of a sudden, his whole body was numb, like a burst of electricity, and Nan Song was not well.

She stretched out her hands to press Shen Du's chest, trying to push him away a little.

Shen Du refused to give way, and wrapped his arms around, the distance between the two of them was actually drawn closer.

Being imprisoned suddenly, Nan Song was a little out of breath, and couldn't help stretching out his calf and kicking him lightly.

"what are you doing."

Nan Song's delicate voice suddenly entered Shen Du's ears, and the man's eyes became darker.

In the next second, she was suddenly picked up and laid down on the bed, and Shen Du jumped on her.

Nan Song naturally knew what he wanted to do, and without thinking, he stretched out his right hand to paste Shen Du's face, and the latter's handsome face was squeezed and deformed again.

"Shen Du, are you sick? Nan Jiashu is still downstairs." Nan Song lowered his voice.

Shen Du looked at her through his fingers, with a hint of puzzlement in his tone: "What's wrong with him down there? We're busy with our own affairs and don't bother each other."

It's a good one not to disturb each other.

Good guy, she just called good guy.

"What if he knocks on the door for us later? You are an adult, so you should pay attention to the impact."

Nan Song intends to use emotion to reason with Xiaozhi, but it doesn't work at all.

Shen Du restrained her wildly moving hands and feet, his complexion darkened.

"Your aunt will come in a few days, you should understand what I mean?"

Nan Song paused and blinked.

From this point of view, the dog man's request is actually not unreasonable. When the auntie visits, she will not be able to make sauces for several days.

Not only him, but she will also feel uncomfortable.

Thinking of this, Nan Song's attitude gradually softened, and the hand on Shen Du's body gradually loosened.

The next second, her ass was slapped.

"Walk."

Nan Song was confused: "Where are you going?"

"My brother will take you to take a bath."

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Started flirting, started flirting again.

Since Nan Jiashu was still on the first floor, the two of them had to be more restrained than usual in tonight's Jiang Jiang Niang Niang.

However, at the end of the day, Nan Song realized that the more restrained he was, the harder he worked, and the more tired he became, the whole body seemed to be disassembled and reassembled.

The bright moon hangs high outside the window, and a beam of cold moonlight shines in through the gap in the curtains.

Nan Song suddenly remembered that Shen Du and Nan Jia had talked about Qiao Wenzhou before, so he started the chat mode.

"Ask you a question."

"Ah."

"When you learned that the Nan family had secretly decided on a marriage partner for me, why did you think of messing up that matter?"

Shen Du's voice was a little lazy: "Do you still need to ask this question? You don't know my feelings for you?"

"But you should hate me at that time, right? It's because you heard me say that in the restaurant when you flew from London to Haicheng."

The light in the bedroom was very soft, and Shen Du's eyebrows and eyes were also softened.

"It can't be said to be disgusting, that feeling is a bit unclear."

Nan Song's beautiful lips moved, but before she could say anything, Shen Du continued talking.

"At that time, I was just thinking, even if I wasn't the one who married you in the end, I didn't want you to marry someone like Qiao Wenzhou."

Nan Song leaned on Shen Du's shoulder, his black and soft hair was wrapped around his slender and white fingertips, and his voice was also tinged with a touch of charm.

"But there are too many people like Qiao Wenzhou. If, I said, if the Nan family continued to choose a marriage partner for me after Qiao Wenzhou, if that person was someone like Qiao Wenzhou, what would you do?"

"Come one to kill one, come two to kill one pair." Shen Du said coldly.

Nan Song's temples twitched: "."

Is this man possessed by someone from the Demon Cult again? ? ?
But listening to this, it is quite touching.

She raised her eyes to look at Shen Du, and two seconds later, his thin lips parted slightly -

"Just kidding, don't take it seriously."

Nan Song was stunned for a moment: "Are you joking what you said just now?"

"Ah."

It's very funny, she was ready to be moved, but he said he was joking?
Shen Du looked at her expression and noticed something.

"Unhappy?"

Nan Song thought for a second, and felt that there was nothing to be angry about. How could she be so angry every day, and she was not a balloon.

She just felt that after hearing his words, she felt a little empty in her heart.

As for why she felt this way, she didn't quite know.

Shen Du stretched out his hand to embrace her in his arms, and gently pressed his chin on the top of Nan Song's head.

"As you said, there are too many people like Qiao Wenzhou. I can't control the Nan family's will to choose a marriage partner for you, and I can't interfere with who they choose for you, so let's kill one and kill two. A pair is really just a casual talk."

Having said that, Shen Du paused.

"However, I was able to fix the problem at its root."

Nan Song paused for a moment while wrapping his fingertips around his hair, and looked up at him.

"How to solve it from the root cause?"

"Bring you home."

With five short words, Nan Song's breathing was stagnant.

Immediately, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she buried her face in Shen Du's arms.

(End of this chapter)