Did the playwright couple get divorced today?

Chapter 465 This is a life experience she has never had before, all thanks to this dog man

The more Nan Song was kissed, the happier he became. In the end, he even laughed softly, feeling that he was a little wretched.

Sensing her small movements, Shen Du stepped back a little, looked into her eyes and asked, "What are you laughing at?"

Nan Song blushed like something, and he was embarrassed to look up at the man in front of him.

She had no choice but to reply softly: "I don't know what I'm laughing at, I just feel so happy to be kissed by you, very happy."

Shen Du seemed very satisfied with her answer, the corners of his lips twitched, and he smiled so fucking evilly.

"Then do you want to play something more exciting?"

Although Nan Song didn't understand what he meant for a while, the four words "more exciting" successfully aroused her interest.

Her eyes were bright: "What's more exciting?"

Shen Du didn't speak, just tapped his chin towards the seat behind her.

Nan Song half understood: "What do you mean?"

Seeing that she didn't understand, Shen Du gestured again.

Now, Nan Song felt that he probably understood.

She turned her head and glanced at the seat, her tone hesitated: "You mean here?"

"Yes." Shen Du gave her an affirmative answer.

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"Ah, this is not good, is it? This is a movie theater, so a few kisses are fine. Wouldn't it be too perverted to do other things???"

Nan Song expressed that he was very puzzled.

Shen Du said solemnly: "Otherwise, how can it be called 'more exciting'? And now there is no one else here except the two of us."

This sentence alone was not enough, he even gave her a wink, as much as possible.

Nan Song moved his lips and was about to speak, but was interrupted by Shen Du.

"And I know, you just like my pervert, don't you? Huh?"

The final sound of the word "um" was raised slightly, which made Nan Song's legs go limp.

I wanted to agree, but felt too ashamed, and finally fell into a dilemma.

Nan Song was reserved: "Oh, no, no, I'm so shy."

While pretending to be reserved, he couldn't control the smile on the corner of his mouth, and even became more rampant.

She opened her arms towards Shen Du, with a wretched smile still on her face.

"Then, come on."

At this time, the movie was coming to an end, and when he heard a faint laughter coming from his ear, Shen Du turned to look at Nan Song suspiciously.

She leaned back in the seat, her eyes still closed, but she was smiling.

Shen Du frowned: How could you laugh like this after sleeping?What is this woman dreaming about?

Seeing that the arc of Nan Song's mouth was getting bigger and bigger, he finally couldn't help but patted her on the shoulder.

"Hey."

Nan Song was still immersed in his dream, giggling like a fool.

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Shen Du was speechless for a second, then patted a second time: "Wake up, wake up."

Under the manual wake-up service, Nan Song finally opened her eyes slowly, and after seeing the surrounding scene clearly, she looked at Shen Du again.

The two looked at each other, neither of them said a word.

From Shen Du's disgusted eyes looking at him, Nan Song realized what happened after a while.

Finally, Shen Du's first sentence verified her guess.

"Can you dream after just sleeping for a while? What did you dream about? Laughing like an idiot."

Nan Song's breathing stagnates with his words: "."

Was that really a dream just now? ? ?
How could she have such a dream?So perverted, shit, shit, shit.
The scene in the dream just now appeared in her mind like a movie replay, very clear, even every detail was very clear.

Nan Song's mind went blank, and he shut himself off instantly, both sides of his face were numb.

Seeing her pursing her lips and not speaking, Shen Du narrowed his eyes slightly, and recalled her silly smile with her eyes closed just now.

As smart as he is, he vaguely guessed what happened.

"So what the hell were you dreaming about? Tell me."

Nan Song pretended to be calm and forced himself to shake his head: "It's nothing."

Shen Du moved closer to her, speaking slowly: "You think I'm easy to deceive, don't you?"

His sudden approach made Nan Song even more nervous, this fucking is the male protagonist in her dream!

She couldn't just open her mouth and tell him—

I had a dream, in the dream you and I were right here, on the chair we are sitting on right now.

She can't say that, can she?
Nan Song squeezed out an awkward yet polite smile at Shen Du: "It's really nothing."

Seeing that her mouth was stiff, Shen Du chuckled lightly.

"Is it a spring dream?"

Nan Song was startled, subconsciously denied: "No."

"Stop pretending, it's not Chunmeng that you smile so obscenely?" Shen Du looked at her with a faint smile.

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Feeling annoyed, but having no words to explain, Nan Song gritted his teeth and said, "Go and watch your movie!"

Shen Du pointed his chin towards the big screen in front of him.

"The movie is over."

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The people around have already got up one after another, and walked out of the hall in an orderly manner from the blue light strip stairs.

Until she walked out of the cinema holding hands by Shen Du, the content of that erotic dream was still lingering in Nan Song's mind.

Although it's a dream, it's just a dream, but the dialogue between two people in the dream, those who want to welcome but refuse, those gasps, including the sweat dripping from the forehead.
Just don't be too real.

It was precisely because those details were too real that Nan Song's attention was always occupied by that dream. He felt a little uncomfortable along the way, and the sense of shame filled every inch of his body.

No way, no way, she likes dog men so much now?
To the extent that even a short nap can have erotic dreams?
Is it a little too exaggerated?

Nan Song doesn't think she is a thin-skinned person, but falling asleep in the movie theater and having sex dreams is an experience she has never had before.

What's more, the male protagonist of Chunmeng is still by her side.

No matter how strong her mental quality is, she can't pretend that nothing happened.

In addition, on the way home, Shen Du kept asking her what she had dreamed all the way, and his tone was still very cheap, so Nan Song's whole situation was even worse.

Hei Yazhi stopped in the small courtyard in front of the foyer, and the two got out of the car.

As soon as he got out of the car, Nan Song rushed to open the door and ran home without hesitation, Shen Du followed behind, looking calm and relaxed.

Tsk tsk, his wife can do it, she even has erotic dreams.

And looking at the flustered little expression that was exposed by him at that time, he knew that the hero in the dream was him, and the domineering president was in a very good mood.

Nan Jiashu also went out today, came back earlier than the two of them, was still awake, and was sitting on the sofa in the living room watching a football match.

He turned his head when he heard a sound coming from the entrance.

"Sister, come back—"

(End of this chapter)