Did the playwright couple get divorced today?

Chapter 502 Shen Du sneered: "I'm not just afraid of my wife? I'm afraid of death, okay?"

Tang Yuchuan: "."

Lin Xu: "."

Jiang Yizhou: "."

This is not Shen Du, this must not be the Shen Du who used to be so busy with work that even his wife went to Los Angeles to play for more than half a year and didn't know how to find him back.

It's so coquettish, it's so coquettish.

Tang Yuchuan couldn't hold back, and sent another sentence.

[Brother, can't you see that I am kidnapping you morally?Do you have to be tough?You don't even want to perfuse me? ? ? 】

Shen Du, who was sitting in the driver's seat, saw this sentence, and gave a light snort, as if he had heard a big joke.

[Do you think I look like a moral person? 】

It perfectly interprets what is meant by "as long as I have no morals, you can't kidnap me".

Tang Yuchuan looked at the sentence thrown by Shen Du, and fell into deep thought: "."

"Snapped!"

He slapped his phone on the table and looked at Jiang Yizhou and Lin Xu with pale faces.

"Fuck, I don't want to talk to this person anymore. I'm about to get angry because of a heart attack. In fact, it's not angry. He's just tired. Can you understand? Who the hell can stand this? I'm going to throw up!"

Jiang Yizhou squinted at him lightly: "We are not blind."

"Don't talk if you can't continue, let him live in his two-person world."

For his own physical and mental health, Tang Yuchuan quit the group chat cursingly.

The sentence he asked just now, "Women are more important or brothers, you make your own choice", actually didn't require Shen Du to give a specific answer.

He just doesn't believe in evil. After all, they have known each other for so many years, and they already understand each other's nature. With that iceberg face of ten thousand years, he would leave work early and go home to make dinner for his wife? ? ?
It was simply because he didn't believe that this man Shen Du could go astray, so he insisted on asking a few more questions.

Now that the questioning is over, he just regrets it, regrets it very much, he is simply looking for abuse, even death, when he is full. (smile.jpg)

Shen Du stared at the phone screen and thought for a moment, and then sent a sentence of "Appointment to you after busy for a few days", and then turned off the phone.

Jiang Yizhou took the fastest time to change the group name, and the new group name was——

Three beautiful men and one scumbag who valued sex over friends.

It is self-evident who is that scumbag.

Shen Du had already started the car and drove towards the Feili mansion, so he didn't know that the group name had been changed and he was being scolded.
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When Shen Du got home, Nan Song had already got out of bed, and was lying on the sofa with his long legs shaking, swiping at the phone screen to order takeaway.

"It's not good, it's not good, and this one's not good either."

There was a sudden noise from the entrance, Nan Song was taken aback, raised his upper body to look, and Shen Du appeared in sight.

"Why are you back?" Nan Song sat up from the sofa holding his phone.

"Come back and make you dinner."

Shen Du calmly put the vegetables he bought on the table, went upstairs and changed his clothes, Nan Song followed him like a little follower the whole time.

"Aren't you going to see the client? Aren't you going to be delayed for at least two hours? Why did you come back so soon? Are you done with the client?"

Shen Du looked at her with a half-smile while changing his home clothes.

"Why are there so many questions?"

"I'm curious!"

After changing her clothes, Shen Du dragged her downstairs together.

"I pushed that client off and said see you another day."

Nan Song was a little surprised: "Huh? Can customers push it as soon as they say it? Then how did you tell them?"

"I didn't contact that person directly. Chen Zhu would call and explain to him. I told Chen Zhu that I'm going home to make dinner for you. I don't have time to see you."

Nan Song nodded thoughtfully after listening, but then remembered something.

Shen Du has already entered the kitchen and is marinating the steak.

Nan Song was leaning on the Nakadao Terrace with a glass of water in his hand, his toes slightly raised, looking at him with meaningful eyes.

"Mr. Shen."

Shen Du didn't look up at her, but only responded with a "hmm" lightly.

"I'm curious about a question."

"Say."

"You have to go home from get off work early to cook for your wife. You just know what I know. You tell Chen Zhu and that client about it. Are you afraid that they will spread the word to you outside?"

Shen Du continued to concentrate on massaging the veal steak on the plate.

"Why be afraid?"

"You are a big CEO. Are you afraid of being laughed at if others find out that you wash your hands and make soup for your wife?"

Hearing this question, Shen Du finally raised his head.

"Why are they laughing at me?"

Nan Song tilted his head and thought for a while: "Well, you say you are strict with your wife and afraid of your wife?"

Shen Du snorted lightly.

"I'm not just afraid of my wife? I'm scared to death, okay?"

Nan Song was about to speak, when Shen Du added: "In a marriage relationship, I'm afraid it's love, don't you know my wife?"

With a wink, Nan Song was almost crushed to death.

I can't afford it, I slipped away.

Nan Song trembled back to the sofa with his small water glass in his arms.

After dinner, the two of them went to the audio-visual room to watch a movie together.

After washing up and lying on the bed, Shen Du habitually leaned over to ask for sauce, but Nan Song immediately pushed him away.

I don't know where the strength came from, a big man about 1.8 meters was almost thrown under the bed by her.

Shen Du looked at Nan Song innocently, a question mark slowly appeared on the top of his head: ".?"

Wife, do I want to lose face?

Nan Song was not moved by his expression, but started to be fierce: "You still come! Shen Du, I warn you not to be too presumptuous. If you do this again, I...I will tell your parents whether you believe it or not!"

Shen Du's movements stopped, thinking that she was so tired that she slept all day today, she really couldn't bear it all of a sudden.

However, he really didn't intend to do anything with her tonight. He just leaned over and just wanted to kiss her, which is the so-called good night kiss.

So in fact, the person who has yellow waste in his mind all day is this little wild cat who is guarding against her.

Reflecting on Nan Song's words, Shen Du smiled.

"You tell my parents? Who do you tell? Do you think you are a kindergarten kid? And tell the parents."

Nan Song was choked by his words: "...Anyway, you just don't want to do anything to me, you will be exhausted"

The corner of Shen Du's lips curled up, and he stretched out his hand to hug the little wild cat into his arms, and rubbed the top of her hair.

"Go to sleep, nothing will be done to you."

With the tip of Nan Song's nose pressed against his neck, he smelled the familiar scent of fir and felt very at ease.

She slept a lot during the day, but now she can't sleep. After the two of them hugged each other for a while, Nan Song really couldn't help but want to know the answer to a certain question.

"Shen Du, I ask you a question, but after listening to it, you must not be angry."

Shen Du's voice was lazy: "Well, say"

(End of this chapter)