Did the playwright couple get divorced today?

Chapter 478 "Your wedding ring isn't very pretty." "That's better than bare fingers."

Guan Xinghe didn't answer, just gnawed on the little yellow croaker.

While eating crayfish, Nan Song remembered what the man said just now.

"I have so many bright spots on my body, but you only see my beauty? Guan Cuihua, you are too superficial, right?"

Guan Xinghe's mood has calmed down a bit, and his mind has been soothed by the food, so his mood is more normal.

"I'm such a superficial person, I only like beautiful skin, can you control me?"

"Oh? Then you mean you like me?" Nan Song asked.

Guan Xinghe angrily tore down a mouthful of the delicious little yellow croaker, chewed it and began to complain.

"Who likes you? Why are you so thick-skinned?"

"Hehe, you know in your heart whether you like it or not." Nan Song didn't bother to break up with her.

Guan Xinghe silently finished handling the little yellow croaker in his hand, and raised his eyes to look at the person sitting opposite.

"It's true that I like people with good looks, but I don't like you. As for the reason, I will never tell you in my life. Get rid of it, hmph."

Nan Song choked back: "I didn't want to ask you."

Guan Xinghe sipped the scent from the fish bones, and said: "But although you brought me to eat this food stall tonight, I decided to treat it to me, and I will pay for it later."

After speaking, he stretched out his paws to the second little yellow croaker.

"Don't tell me, this little yellow croaker is really delicious, much better than my aunt's."

"Hey, can I hire this proprietress to my house? Let her make small yellow croakers for me every day. It's really nice to think about it."

Nan Song rolled her eyes.

"The couple set up a stall here to do business, and their monthly income is many times higher than that of being an aunt in your house. Do you think they are fools?"

Guan Xinghe pouted: "There is no other way, what a pity."

Nan Song took off the disposable plastic gloves on his hands, took a sip from the cold beer next to him, and raised his eyes to glance at Guan Xinghe.

"Why are you treating me? I don't want to take advantage of you."

Guan Xinghe frowned.

"I don't understand. Why do you always speak so badly? I didn't say you wanted to take advantage of me."

"Aren't I just afraid that you think so? And if I remember correctly, you don't seem to have heard much of what you said to me, do you?"

Guan Xinghe tilted his head and thought for a while.

"Okay, it's true, you just treat this food stall as my thank you for never making fun of my name."

In the following time, the two of them wiped out all the things on the table, and almost drank the two bottles of beer.

But what Nan Song didn't expect was that what he said was a prophecy, and Guan Xinghe directly drank himself to the ground.

She was really a little speechless, it was obviously more than half a bottle of beer, how did this woman have the nerve to say that she would not pour a thousand glasses of shame just now?
In the end, Nan Song not only settled the bill, but even took a taxi to take Guan Xinghe home.

On the car going home, both of them were sitting in the back row, Guan Xinghe, a drunk, was pulling Nan Song's sleeve and blah blah, blah blah, which made her ears go numb.

What to say in a while, "Let's just be friends for tonight, and I will continue to hate you when I wake up tomorrow."

After a while, I said something else, "You don't seem to be as annoying as I imagined, but you are more beautiful than me, and it is absolutely impossible for me to be friends with a woman who is more beautiful than me, especially you."

At that time, Nan Song didn't understand what the words "especially you" in Guan Xinghe's mouth meant, and he didn't bother to talk to a drunk.

Facts have proved that Guan Xinghe really did what he said. Two days later, a new week will start. After going to school, his attitude towards Nan Song is still the same as before.

Nan Song didn't bother to argue with her, so the two people's way of getting along was still the same as before, and they would quarrel with each other when they met.

Sitting at the same table that night, eating snails and eating small yellow croakers seemed to have never happened.
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Many people came out one after another in the direction of the premiere venue.

Guan Xinghe forced a smirk at Nan Song: "Hehe, you've already promised and you want to go back? Absolutely impossible, anyway, I'll give you a bottle of incense and you won't be allowed to call me by my old name again."

Nan Song snorted lightly: "Childish ghost."

"Who are you calling childish?"

"I say you."

"Where am I naive?" Guan Xinghe expressed dissatisfaction.

"I'm taking the route of a mature little woman now, okay? Look at my current makeup and clothes, they are all leaning in that direction, how can I have anything to do with childishness? Do you have bad eyesight? "

The premiere ceremony has been successfully concluded, and there is nothing else to do next, Nan Song is happy to be at leisure, and is quite happy to sit here and chat with her.

"Isn't it childish to wear a mature skirt with mature makeup? Your understanding of maturity is a little too shallow."

Guan Xinghe heard the subtext in her words: "Are you saying that I have no culture or connotation?"

Nan Song looked at her seriously: "Don't you think you have culture and connotation?"

"Isn't your speech prepared in advance?"

Nan Song knew what she was talking about when the host interviewed the question just now.

"You guessed it wrong. I really didn't know what questions the host would ask me, so I improvised the answers."

Guan Xinghe "cut": "I don't believe it."

"Believe it or not."

The two were chattering, and Guan Xinghe's eyes fell on the ring on Nan Song's left ring finger.

Nan Song glanced at the time and felt a little tired, so he was about to get up and go back to the hotel.

"Is this your wedding ring?"

Hearing this question, Nan Song stopped and turned to look at Guan Xinghe.

"Yeah, what's wrong?"

Guan Xinghe squinted at the ring again, and while looking away, said deliberately: "It's not very pretty."

His tone was sour, like old vinegar.

Nan Song smiled softly: "That's better than your bare fingers."

Guan Xinghe: "."

This woman is really annoying.

Nan Song put the small bag on his shoulder and walked towards the venue, Guan Xinghe followed.

One was wearing a green dress and the other was wearing a white dress. Both of them were beauties, and attracted many people's glances, but Nan Song and Guan Xinghe didn't realize it.

"Hey, I just promised to give you a bottle of my personal perfumer's masterpiece. Can't you be more polite when you talk to me?"

Nan Song didn't stop walking: "You were the one who said my ring was ugly first."

"I'm not angry with me." Guan Xinghe muttered.

Nan Song turned to look at her, his eyes immediately gossip.

(End of this chapter)