Did the playwright couple get divorced today?

Chapter 492 Shen Du: "Don't worry, I will make you cry more in the future." Nan Song:? ? ?driving again?
While raising his head, Nan Song turned his body sideways and pulled out a piece of toilet paper from the tissue box on the small cabinet beside the bed.

She turned her back to Shen Du, wiped it with that piece of toilet paper, then rolled up the toilet paper and threw it into the trash can in the corner with precision.

The action should be as chic as it is, as if it is not the same person as the crying quail just now.

Shen Du glanced at the trash can, then looked back at the person in front of him.

"So, you did cry just now?"

Just to say, why is there a sudden hot itching on the neck, it turned out to be tears.

Nan Song always admits what she has done openly. She looked into Shen Du's eyes and spoke frankly: "Yes, I cried."

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

"But just now I wiped my nose with toilet paper, not tears."

Shen Du: "."

day.

Reluctantly, Shen Du stretched out his right hand to touch his neck, Nan Song's eyes were sharp, and he quickly reached out and pulled a piece of toilet paper to wipe his neck before him.

"Okay, smooth it out."

"."

Shen Du's blood surged, he couldn't speak a word, and felt his liver hurt a little.

What kind of sand sculpture wife is this? ? ?Are all wives like this? ? ?Or is it just his wife? ? ?
But a wife is a wife after all, so what if the snot runs down his neck?Doesn't he have to get used to it?

What if there is a cleanliness?If you hate her snot because you hate her snot, wouldn't he have to coax her when you get angry in the end?
After weighing the pros and cons in his heart, Shen Du decided not to argue with Nan Song.

After all, to let her go is to let herself go.

Shen Du quietly bestowed the title of "logic genius" on himself in his heart, feeling a little flattered for a moment.

But don't care about the snot, don't care about the snot, some details still need to be clarified.

"Why did you cry just now?"

Nan Song, who was drinking water from a paper cup with both hands, pretended not to hear, continued to watch his nose, nose, nose and heart, smacking his lips to drink the hot water.

Shen Du was quite patient, knowing that she was pretending to be deaf on purpose again, so he asked again.

"Why did you cry just now?"

This time, in order to get her attention, he even reached out and poked Nan Song on the head.

Then it's not very convenient for her to pretend to be a little deaf shrimp.

Nan Song swallowed a mouthful of hot water, raised his head and looked at Shen Du: "When did I cry?"

If she doesn't pretend to be a little deaf shrimp, then she can pretend to be stupid. Anyway, there are more ways than difficulties.

Shen Du remained expressionless: "Don't interrupt me, just talk."

Nan Song stared at him, bit his lower lip lightly, hesitating whether to say it or not, after all, it would be embarrassing to cry in front of Shen Du.

In fact, it's not like she didn't cry in front of him before, but those were plastic couples acting on each other.

After all, as an actor, it's completely easy to squeeze out a few tears according to the needs of the situation, it's just easy to do.

But the situation just now was completely different from before, she was really moved by Shen Du's words.

Because, since her mother passed away three years ago, she has never felt such pure care from her family.

It's not that Nan Jiashu doesn't care about her, but the child is young after all, so it's not always possible to care about her.

However, Shen Du's words just now really broke her defenses.

It also really made her feel that he really did what he said, took her to heart, treated her as a different person from others, and regarded her as the most important person.

Nan Song chose the words in his heart, and tentatively said: "If I said that I cried because I was moved by your words, you wouldn't laugh at me, would you?"

Shen Du looked at her and didn't speak for a long time.

The premonition in Nan Song's heart was getting worse and worse, and finally he simply broke the jar and said, "Okay, you can laugh if you want to! I think it's quite funny too!"

In the next second, Shen Du suddenly reached out and hugged her into his arms, Nan Song was taken aback.

"Why should I laugh at you? It's too late to be happy."

Just when Nan Song was thinking about whether this man's words were for her face or telling the truth, Shen Du continued to throw sweet bombs.

"In the past, you always showed your shady and unbeatable side in front of me, but now you actually cry in front of me, which shows that you have completely let go of your defenses against me. I am very happy."

As soon as Nan Song heard his words, he was about to ask "When did I owe a beating", when Shen Du continued to say: "So don't worry, I will make you cry more in the future."

Nan Song: "."

Listen to what kind of dog talk this is.

And no matter how you hear this, it's easy to make people think wrongly, the kind that speeds up the car on a high speed.

"What do you mean by that?" Nan Song asked directly.

Shen Du's expression was calm: "It's literally."

Nan Song pursed her lips and watched him stop talking.

Shen Du and her looked at each other for a few seconds, and gradually understood something.

"No way, no way? Don't you think it's wrong? What I said will make you cry more is not what you think."

Nan Song is a little innocent: ".I haven't said anything yet."

Shen Du hooked the corners of his lips, with a half-smile.

"Have you ever heard a sentence? At this time, silence is better than sound. You seem to have said nothing but in fact you have said everything. Don't worry, your husband's comprehension is not that low. I understand everything."

After finishing speaking, he even cast a wink at Nan Song.

Nan Song: "."

This shit doesn't look like a person who has a cold, fever and discomfort, and he can talk all kinds of dirty things, okay?

Seeing Nan Song's angry look, Shen Du reached out and rubbed the top of her hair, and began to comfort her.

"Just kidding, what I said will make you cry more in the future means that it will move you a little more and let you know that I love you very much, understand?"

Nan Song's heart trembled, and her fair cheeks instantly turned red.

Confession at every turn, who can bear it?

The doors of the wards are made of ordinary materials and are not soundproof.

Standing at the door, Chen Minghe accepted the baptism and patting of the dog food firmly, silently thinking about his little girlfriend who was far away in Yuncheng in his heart.

Oh, what a crime.
At ten past eight o'clock in the evening, Shen Du and Nan Song flew back to Yuncheng.

Until the second before the phone was switched to airplane mode, Nan Song was still busy answering other people's calls and WeChat messages.

The devastating fire at the Rosewood Park Hyatt is well known.

First, the elders of the Shen family expressed their condolences, then Zhou Shuwei called again, and then a group of famous plastic girls and friends in the circle sent messages to express their concern.

During Nan Song's reply one by one, Shen Du glanced towards her from time to time.

"Your husband still has a cold, shouldn't you give me more time?"

It was very quiet in the first class cabin, the man's voice was clear and low, but there was a little bit of dissatisfaction in it.

(End of this chapter)