Did the playwright couple get divorced today?

Chapter 489 Shen Du's voice is a little hoarse: Well, I know, but I still miss you very much, very much
The sky not far ahead was getting brighter and brighter, piercing through the thick clouds, making people feel warmer and more at ease.

Shen Du turned off the phone screen, turned around and walked towards the car, but halfway through the walk, he suddenly remembered something and stopped again.

He sent Guan Xinghe a text message.

[Don't wake her up, let her call me back when she wakes up naturally. 】

After this text message was sent, Shen Du got into the car, stepped on the accelerator, and ran all the way to find his wife, feeling much better.

In the hospital ward, Guan Xinghe looked down at the content of the text message sent by Shen Du, feeling a little speechless in his heart.

Dare he use her as a tool to spread the word? ? ?Can't you two connect by yourself?ah?
But immediately, Guan Xinghe thought of the words that Shen Du threatened her just now, and his little heart trembled for an instant.

Alas, forget it, people still need to know how to see the situation clearly, the tool of communication is the tool of communication, it's nothing, she can bear it.

King Gou Jian of Yue can do whatever he wants, so what can't she do?
Here, Chen Mingyu, who was sitting in the co-pilot, noticed that Shen Du's expression seemed to relax a lot, his brows were no longer wrinkled, and his face was no longer dark, so he guessed that there must be a turning point.

"Boss, what do you say over the phone?"

"We're in touch, people are safe." Shen Du said succinctly.

Chen Mingyu finally felt relieved.

The black elegant is speeding all the way on the road around the sea. In the distance, the sea and sky are the same color, and a few white birds are slowly jumping up.

Because of too many things happened last night, first he was worried about Shen Du catching a cold so he couldn't sleep, and later he was quarreled by that woman Guan Xinghe and sent her to the hospital, so Nan Song was exhausted all night.

Therefore, even though it was not comfortable to sleep in a place like a hospital bed, Nan Song still slept deeply in the second half of the night, and slept until after eight o'clock.

When slowly waking up, Nan Song's eyes were stimulated by the indoor light, she raised her hand to block it, closed her eyes and squinted for more than ten seconds.

Turning her head while taking her arm off, she saw a man sitting next to her, a man, a man she couldn't figure out why he was here.

But to be honest, when you wake up in the morning, there is a person looking straight at you, still motionless, even if you know this person yourself, this scene is quite scary.

So Nan Song called out logically.

"what--!"

After the short syllables full of panic passed, Shen Du still looked at her straightly, without any fluctuation in the expression on his face.

Nan Song caressed his heart with his hands, looking as if he was still in shock.

"You you you why are you here?"

Shen Du's pupils were dark and his eyes were deep. Looking at her, there seemed to be a thousand words in his eyes. He moved his lips, but in the end he only said one sentence——

"miss you."

Nan Song: "."

Confused by his sudden confession, she blinked and her eyelashes flickered.

"Miss me? Aren't I going back to Yuncheng tomorrow?"

Shen Du's voice was a little hoarse: "Well, I know, but I still miss you very much, very much."

Nan Song looked at the man sitting in front of him and began to fall into deep thought.

On weekdays, no matter how coquettish Shen Du is, he would not repeat such sweet words repeatedly in front of her, which is very unlike him.

And didn't he drink alcohol last night?Also caught a cold.

It stands to reason that this kind of physical condition should take a good rest. Why did you come to Tongcheng overnight to look for her?
The reason is just too simple to miss her?
Nan Song felt that this was very wrong.

She raised her eyes and saw that Shen Du's expression was a little serious.

"What happened?" she asked.

Although Nan Song would know sooner or later, in Shen Du's plan, he did not intend to personally tell her about the serious fire that broke out in Magnificent Park Hyatt in the middle of the night, because he was afraid of scaring her.

In that fire, the rooms of the injured people were all located on the seventeenth floor, and the most seriously injured resident was next door to Nansong.

Had she been there at the time, it was really hard to imagine what would have happened.

So when faced with Nan Song's question, Shen Du still chose to repeat the answer just now.

"I said it just now, because I missed you, nothing happened."

"No, it's impossible, absolutely impossible." Nan Song's tone showed a trace of firmness.

Shen Du was stunned for a second, a little confused: "Why is this impossible?"

Nan Song rolled up the small quilt towards himself, and instantly looked like a big boss analyzing the situation.

"From the perspective of gender psychology, if a married man suddenly shows affection to his wife, or is particularly attentive and gentle, it can only explain one problem."

"What's the problem?" Shen Du asked.

He didn't study any gender psychology, and he didn't know those strange little knowledge.

He just wanted to understand what was going on in his wife's little head every day.

Nan Song looked into his eyes and said solemnly: "It means that man cheated."

Shen Du: "."

Sure enough, what was going on in this woman's head was something he would never be able to understand.

Nan Song stared at Shen Du, leaned forward, and grabbed his tie. Because he had just woken up and his hands were limp, the strength was not too strong.

But Shen Du was caught off guard and approached her suddenly, Nan Song's face was close at hand, and there was a light fragrance on his body, which smelled very good.

"Say, did you do something wrong?"

There was a hint of danger in her tone, and the subtext seemed to say, "Every abnormal move of yours can't escape my sharp eyes, so you just tell the truth, you son of a bitch."

"I didn't do anything wrong." Shen Du said lightly.

Nan Song sneered: "I don't believe it."

Shen Du raised his eyebrows, with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth, he asked back, "You don't believe me?"

"Ah."

"Then do you believe it?"

As soon as Shen Du's voice fell, before Nan Song had time to react, a shadow suddenly fell in front of him.

In the next second, she was pressed on the bed by Shen Du in a passive posture.

His tie was still held in her hand and did not loosen, but the situation changed instantly, and Nan Song took the upper hand.

"."

Isn't everyone talking well?Why did this man suddenly move his hands?She doesn't understand.

Nan Song looked at Shen Du and blinked: "What are you doing?"

Shen Du's eyes darkened a little, he watched her without speaking for a long time, just lowered his head slightly, and buried it in her neck.

His breath was warm, itching against her delicate skin.

Nan Song subconsciously turned his head to avoid it, but Shen Du protected the back of his head with one hand.

"Don't move, let me rest for a while."

There was a hint of hoarseness in the man's deep voice, which sounded a little tired.

(End of this chapter)