Did the playwright couple get divorced today?

Chapter 55 Don't touch me from now on
The two went upstairs and entered the bedroom together, Shen Du looked at Nan Song who was changing his pajamas.

"So, being an actor is a promise?"

Nan Song nodded hurriedly, like a chicken pecking at rice: "Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!"

"I have one condition."

Nan Song paused his hands while he was arranging the neckline of his nightgown, and looked at Shen Du with a hint of vigilance in his eyes: "What conditions?"

Looking at her expression, Shen Du only felt a little funny.

"The main condition is, don't let me hear you say the word divorce again."

Nan Song was astonished. For a moment, she thought she had heard it wrong, so she wouldn't mention the word divorce in the future?His condition is that simple?
She thought he was going to propose something so difficult for her to do.
Shen Du seemed to understand the meaning in her expression, and said affirmatively, "Yes, it's that simple."

Nan Song: ".Why?"

Shen Du raised his hand, rubbing his forehead with his fingertips.

"I have a lot of things to do outside, and I don't have extra time and energy to deal with miscellaneous things at home, so please let me worry less."

Nan Song's intuition told her that this was not a good word.

worry?She has never been someone who can make people feel at ease.

But for the sake of returning to the showbiz in the future and relying on this dog man's support in RMB, she didn't bother to argue with him.

Nan Song raised his chin, changed his fake humble appearance when he was hugging his thigh downstairs, and returned to his usual arrogant posture.

"Husband, don't worry, as long as you don't worry, then I will also. After all, they are a plastic couple, and the two parties should be based on the principle of mutual benefit and win-win, don't you think?"

The implication is that if you don't cause trouble for me, then I will definitely not cause trouble for you.

Shen Du stared at Nan Song for a few seconds, and said lightly: "Well, it's good that you understand."

"Don't mention that divorce is the main condition, what about the additional condition?" Nan Song asked.

After Nan Song's words fell, Shen Du's face darkened a bit, and when he spoke, his voice was a little low.

"The additional condition is, don't touch me casually."

Nan Song didn't understand the meaning of his words for a moment, and after thinking for a few seconds, his expression instantly became unhappy.

"What do you mean? We can't have the couple sports that we should have in the future? You are immoral, Shen Du, you were talking about letting me relax a second ago, doesn't that mean to let me Keep a distance from the opposite sex outside and don't mess around? You don't help me solve my desires and don't let me go out to find others, do you still talk about martial arts?"

"."

Shen Du raised his hand and rubbed the center of his brow, speechless.

"You misunderstood, I didn't mean that."

Seeing this, Nan Song humbly asked: "Oh? Then what do you mean? Let's talk about it?"

Shen Du took a breath, looked at Nan Song with cold eyes, without any trace of humanity.

"Hands and toes refers to kneeling against a certain part of my body, and tying a necktie to kill you. These little tricks that will harm my personal safety, you'd better put them away for me in the future, otherwise you just put them away. Take back everything I said downstairs."

After saying this, Shen Du went into the bathroom to take a shower, even his back was filled with anger.

Nan Song watched him close the door, his big white eyes rolled directly to the sky.

She took out her mobile phone, sat by the bed and started chatting with Zhou Shuwei on WeChat.

[My Songsong is going to return to the showbiz? ? ?Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaai (Panda head.jpg)]

Nan Song was already in a good mood tonight. Looking at the series of sand sculpture emoticons sent by Zhou Shuwei, he wanted to roll on the bed happily.

When Shen Du came out of the bathroom, he heard the sound of WeChat messages one after another. The person sitting on the bed was holding his mobile phone, smiling frantically.

Shen Du frowned slightly, smiling like this, it's best not to be chatting with some wild man.

After lying down on the bed, the tiredness in his body gradually surfaced, and he soon fell asleep.

Because the mood was so good, Nan Song and Zhou Shuwei chatted for nearly an hour. When they put down the phone, they found that Shen Du had already fallen asleep, breathing lightly, with a calm face.

Nan Song reached out to turn off the night light at the bedside, and got into bed, but couldn't fall asleep after tossing and turning, because she always felt that there was still one thing she didn't do today.

Brewing and brewing, she finally remembered.

There is a saying that is good, full of warmth and thought of love.

But it wasn't until tonight that she realized that some people not only think about sex when they are full and warm, but also when people are happy and refreshed.

And this insane person was obviously herself.

In the darkness, the corners of Nan Song's beautiful lips curled up calmly.

At a certain moment, Shen Du, who had already fallen asleep, gradually awakened his senses, because he felt that something heavy seemed to be pressing on his body, which was soft and had a warm temperature.

He fought back his sleepiness and forced himself to open his eyes. As soon as he opened his eyes, he met a pair of eyes.

Nan Song's face was close at hand, and his beautiful and clear eyes kept sending glances secretly, radiating a pure and shy light.

"Honey, it's such a beautiful day, don't you want to do something?"

The corner of Shen Du's mouth twitched: "."

Seeing that he didn't respond, Nan Song thought it was because he was flattered by being too active tonight, and rubbed his soft and boneless paws on Shen Du's firm chest.

"Husband, are you talking? Is it because you are so surprised that you don't know how to speak?"

In the darkness, Shen Du looked at Nan Song through the clear moonlight coming in from the window, and when he spoke, his voice became slightly hoarse.

"I'll talk about it tomorrow, I'm tired."

Nan Song blinked and said innocently: "I have nothing to say, I just have one thing to do."

"What a fart." Shen Du couldn't hold back and swears directly.

Nan Song answered calmly: "I don't want to be fart, I just want to make love."

"."

The corners of Shen Du's mouth twitched even more.

In the silent autumn night, the dew is deeper and the moon and stars are thinner outside the window.

In the master bedroom, from time to time, one or two male voices with restraint and anger could be heard.

"...Where the hell are you touching, you female hooligan?"

"I'm just curious, aren't you sleepy, Nan Song? Huh?"

"I have an early flight tomorrow morning."

As time passed, the man's angry voice gradually weakened, and in the end, it was directly replaced by another voice.

After the end, Nan·Sanxin·Song went to the bathroom to take a shower, returned to the bed and happily put Shen Du's arm under his head, and fell into a sweet dreamland contentedly.

The physically and mentally exhausted man lay flat, his eyes staring blankly at the ceiling in the darkness.

The scene of his struggle just now seemed familiar.
In an instant, ten thousand muddy horses galloped past Shen Du's heart.

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