Did the playwright couple get divorced today?

Chapter 551 "But I don't say hey to every woman, I only say hey to my wife."

"Honey, do you want to go to a reality show with me?"

Nan Song's ending sound rose slightly, and there was an indescribable provocative meaning in his voice.

The sudden approach of Wenxiang nephrite made Shen Du's breathing tight. He raised his eyes, met her alluring eyes, and did not speak.

Nan Song thought about his look for a few seconds, and knew that he was right.

She raised her orchid fingers with a faint fragrance, and kneaded Shen Du's earlobe with gentle strength.

"Just tell me if you want to go, I thought you didn't want to go."

Shen Du was hooked by her words, and frowned slightly: "Who said I don't want to go?"

As soon as the voice of this sentence fell, Nan Song let out a low laugh.

In the laughter, there is such a hint of the meaning of watching a good show.

Heh, how long do you think a dog man can hold on? Didn't he confess so quickly?

Shen Du looked at her, and realized that he had been tricked, he got angry and suddenly put his big hand on her waist.

This time, he didn't hold back much strength. Nan Song's waist was slender and his skin was fragile. He immediately felt an obvious pain when he pinched it like this.

She frowned slightly, her cherry lips parted slightly, and she uttered a word softly: "It hurts"

Shen Du's heart trembled, and his movements stopped.

Nan Song chuckled again, and said, "Oh, my husband is so obedient, he's such a good baby."

Sensing her intentionally teasing him, Shen Du was a little annoyed, but he didn't seem so annoyed.

But one thing is certain. He really wants to deal with her now, really wants to.

With a strong arm, Shen Du forced the person in his arms to get closer to him, and the two of them were almost nose to nose.

"Teasing me on purpose? Huh?"

Because of the straddling posture, the hem of the white shirt Nan Song was wearing had piled up a lot.

The shirt wasn't very long, so her two slender legs were all exposed, hanging naturally on both sides of Shen Du's body.

No matter how ambiguous the posture of the two people looks at the moment, it makes people imagine.

Nan Song wrapped his arms around Shen Du's neck, lowered his head, pecked lightly on his lips, and left again.

"Just to tease you on purpose, who told you to be angry with me indiscriminately?" There was a hint of resentment in her tone.

Shen Du started acting: "When did I get angry?"

"Just now, at the door of the bathroom, don't think I didn't find out. It looks like the whole world owes you [-] million yuan."

Shen Du saw that Nan Song was not easy to fool, so he didn't intend to argue anymore.

He only asked her while gently stroking her soft and slender waist: "So we are going to "All the Way With You"?"

"Go, of course."

Shen Du showed a satisfied smile.

Nan Song looked at him and said, "Actually, there is a reason why I didn't tell you this."

The tip of Shen Du's nose lingered on the side of her face, making her itchy.

The man's voice was a little hoarse, like white jade.

"What's the reason? Let's hear it."

"I always thought you wouldn't be on this kind of variety show, so my first reaction was that I don't need to ask your opinion at all."

Shen Du backed away a little: "Why do you think so?"

Nan Song truthfully told the reasons that he had gone through in his mind during the day, and Shen Du let out a low laugh after listening.

"why are you laughing?"

"Laugh at you stupid."

Nan Song put his hands on his hips dissatisfied, and Shen Du looked at her with deep affection in his eyes.

Just about to speak, Shen Du spoke first.

"Even if I don't like to be in front of the camera anymore, even if I care about privacy, if I'm with you, none of these are reasons."

"."

For a moment, everything Nan Song wanted to say was choked in his throat, as if he wanted to say something but couldn't.

After holding it in for a long time, I finally said: "...you can't fix it for me."

Shen Du raised his hand and rubbed the top of her hair.

"But if it's really on the show by then—"

Before finishing the following words, Nan Song suddenly felt a slight discomfort in her stomach. She paused for a while, collected her mind, and continued to speak.

"We have to expose our daily relationship to the camera for a long time, can you get used to it?"

Shen Du looked at her and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Is there anything I can't get used to? Don't forget, I was also a man who existed under the camera, okay?"

Being reminded by Shen Du, Nan Song remembered it.

Although the man in front of him has received only a handful of interviews with financial and other media, he is used to various business receptions or charity dinners.

If this kind of occasion is on a relatively large scale, media reporters will be present throughout the process, and the flashing lights will not stop.

Nan Song was about to speak when he heard Shen Du speak.

"Anyway, you have to know that even if I'm not used to it, as long as it's something you want to do, I'm willing to accompany you to do it."

"Well, my husband is really nice"

Nan Song, who has always regarded himself as a macho, actually rubbed his face close to Shen Du's chest this time, and made a shy and strange sound while rubbing.

Shen Du was slightly taken aback, but then he hooked his lips, and his smile gradually became abnormal.

"Honey, it turns out that you still have such a shy side, you really know people and face but don't know your heart hehehe."

Shen Du's last three words "hehehe" successfully destroyed the good atmosphere.

Nan Song lifted his buried head from his arms, and looked at the man close at hand with a speechless expression.

"Shen Du, I found out why you are getting more and more wretched? Why do you like hehehe so much now? I see that you are hehehe 24 hours a day."

Shen Du was possessed of drama in an instant, speaking in a small tone of aggrieved and aggrieved.

"But I don't say hey hey to every woman, I only say hey hey to my wife."

Nan Song: "."

It's too hot, it's too hot, it's fucking true, it's too hot.
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Although Shen Du said it wasn't necessary, Nan Song still sent Lin Jia a wechat while he didn't notice when he asked for Jiang Jiang Niang Niang.

Lin Jia's answer can be summed up as follows: relax your mind, what should come will always come, too much attention will make it easy to not conceive.

Nan Song felt that these words were very reasonable, so when Shen Du hugged himself and fell on the bed, he pushed him away hard-heartedly, still with the face of pushing.

Shen Du stood beside the bed with puzzlement written all over his face: "Why? Isn't he going to have a baby?"

Nan Song didn't intend to say more, and directly put the phone screen in front of him.

"Lin Jia said that too much attention will make it difficult to conceive, so let's rest!"

After hearing this, Shen Du's expression turned pale, and he let out a sigh: "Ah!"

"what happened to you?"

"Don't ask Lin Jia, if you don't listen, really Nan Song, if we don't give birth to a daughter in the future, it will be your fault."

(End of this chapter)