Did the playwright couple get divorced today?

Chapter 54 Excuse me, when will you put my pants on?

Places like the entertainment industry have always had their own rules and depths.

Not to mention that she has been out of the circle for two years, even if the time is cut in half, one year.

An actor who has not appeared on the big screen for a year has long been forgotten by the audience. After all, there is never a shortage of good actors in the entertainment industry, and one after another is like a torrent of water.

Who has the ability to be remembered by the public without showing their excellent works?Very few people.

And this is the main reason why Nan Song has never considered becoming an actor for so long.

But if someone invests in an actor and gives him excellent resources, then the situation is different.

What's more, the person standing in front of her is still Shen Gou, so she won't take advantage of his financial resources to support this big advantage!
The remarks about "salted fish" are indeed lies. It is true that she is a person who is afraid of suffering, but she is never afraid of suffering in what she really wants to do.

Filming is what she wants to do most.

The sudden withdrawal from the circle two years ago was due to the culmination of being bullied by the Internet and the sudden death of her mother in a car accident. The two events happened at the same time, and she was exhausted physically and mentally.

And this, apart from Zhou Shuwei and Nan Jiashu, no third person knew.

In retrospect, after she announced her retirement, some entertainment media and marketing accounts misled the public on the Internet, saying that she quit the circle because she felt guilty for ruining the relationship between Lu Huaichuan and some fans.

Looking back on those messy things now, it's like a passing cloud.

The most important thing for people is to look forward.

And at this very moment, there was a gold master's father who was so handsome that his car had a flat tire, standing in front of her with his hands in his trouser pockets.

But when Shen Jinzhu's father Du opened his mouth, it wasn't what she wanted to hear——

"Since you are so afraid of suffering, forget it, don't force it."

Nan Song: "."

Shen Du's tone was indifferent, as if he didn't care about world affairs, after saying this, he turned and walked towards the second floor.

It was too late to say it, but then it was too late, Nan Song's brain twitched, and he rushed forward and hugged Shen Du's thigh.

"No, no, you can force it! You can exercise if you can't bear it!"

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Seeing that Shen Du kept silent, Nan Song thought that if he pretended to refuse just once, this great good thing would be ruined, his little heart began to tremble, and he continued to act very devotedly.

"Husband, the two of us usually communicate too little, and there is almost no chance to listen to each other's inner voice. You don't know, my dream since I was a child is to become an excellent actor. If I can't realize this dream, I won't be able to sleep I feel like I can’t eat delicious food.”

Shen Du was expressionless, looking down at the person who was pulling his thigh.

When this woman calls her "husband", there are usually two situations. The first is when she needs to play a scene of love between husband and wife in front of the elders in the family or outsiders, and the other is now——

She has something to ask of herself.

The two situations seem to be different, but they all have one thing in common, that is, both require her to sacrifice her groundbreaking acting skills, such as now.

Nan Song's head was raised slightly, and the light above her head hit her fair and delicate face, a pair of clear deer eyes shone with watery light, and the tip of her nose was also red, she looked like I still felt pity.

Shen Du was wearing loose home clothes. When Nan Song hugged his thigh, his fingertips also clenched his trousers tightly. The human body is heavy. With the strength of her pulling on his thigh, Shen Du felt a faint feeling Bad feeling.

Nan Song was still talking in his mind, thinking about how to perform next, his whole body suddenly slid down, by the way——

He tore off Shen Du's pants.

There was a faint coolness coming from the two legs, Shen Du lowered his head and glanced: "."

"what!"

The person lying on the floor let out a cry of pain.

Nan Song looked at the trousers he was holding in his hand, and looked up again, Shen Du's face turned black to charcoal.

"."

She blinked her eyes a few times, and opened her lips slightly: "Eh, what, I didn't mean to."

Shen Du's thin lips were tightly pursed, and the veins on his forehead were slightly bulging, and he seemed to be trying his best to restrain his emotions.

After the two of them looked at each other for a while, Shen Du finally spoke, and the words almost popped out one by one from his clenched teeth.

"So, when will you put my pants on?"

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Nan Song was stunned for a second, then hurriedly pulled up Shen Du's pants, apologizing as he lifted them up: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I offended you."

Ten seconds later, Shen Du's pants were finally put on by Nan Song.

Looking at Shen Du's dark face, feeling the dangerous aura emanating from the man that wanted to destroy her, Nan Song ran towards the coffee table and picked up two wine glasses.

She handed Shen Du the glass of wine to him, smiling flatteringly and gently.

"Come, come, to express my apology for accidentally taking off your pants, I would like to toast you."

Shen Du frowned as he looked at the wine glass stuffed into his hand.

"Do you want to toast? Are you Aristotle's sister, Jeanne Mastos?"

Nan Song: "."

"Dangdang!"

Nan Song tried his best to swallow the breath, and touched Shen Du's with his own wine glass, making a crisp sound.

"It's not much, it should be done."

Seeing the well-behaved appearance of the woman in front of him, Shen Du felt a buzzing pain in his head, living with such a showman for a long time, he couldn't help but start to worry about the possibility of schizophrenia.
Nan Song took a big sip of wine, the question that was simmering in his heart tonight was finally unbearable.

"What the hell kind of wine is this? Why is it so bad?"

"Dailore."

???

Nan Song looked puzzled: "Hasn't Dailore finished drinking? Why is there still?"

"Because we didn't drink Dailore the night we took a bath."

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That's right, she was thinking about other things that night when she took a bath, and she didn't even notice which bottle of wine the dog man opened.

After being speechless for several seconds, Nan Song finally came to his senses.

".Damn it, Shen Du, you stingy bitch, you don't open Dailore when you don't want to drink it. It must be because you want to drink it tonight, right?"

One second he was crying and hugging his thigh, and the next second he began to curse. Only the woman in front of him can do such a split thing so naturally.

"Well, it seems that you are not so stupid as to be so proficient."

Nan Song saw a teasing admiration in Shen Du's eyes, and forced himself to smirk.

Damn it, if this dog man hadn't turned into her benefactor father now, she would have passed by with a gas tank backhanded.

(End of this chapter)