Did the playwright couple get divorced today?

Chapter 564 The girl in the dream said: "Shen Du, remember to marry me when you grow up, I want to give birth to you."

He lifted the hem of her pajamas, and moved cautiously. Nan Song even felt a strange sense of piety from Shen Du's movements.

She finally couldn't help but reminded: "Brother."

"You're just lifting up your skirt, you're not offering incense and worshiping Buddha, okay?"

"You don't understand." Shen Du answered the sentence seriously.

The hem of the skirt was lifted, Nan Song's belly was flat, white and tender, with tight lines, which was very beautiful.

Immediately, Shen Du planted a kiss on her belly and stayed there for quite a while.

Nan Song looked down at him doing this, and for some reason, he felt a little shy.
From an angle that Shen Du couldn't see, she secretly smiled, this feeling was really amazing.

Shen Du's lips moved away from her lower abdomen, and then looked into her eyes again.

"The little baby is finished kissing, now it's time to kiss the big baby."

Nan Song was taken aback for a moment, huh?
Shen Du kissed her, and there was a faint fragrance between his lips.

Nan Song: "."

Kiss the little baby and kiss the big baby?So she's the big baby?This dog man is too good, right?

After kissing and kissing, Nan Song's discomfort came again, so the old drama repeated itself, and pushed Shen Du away like last time when he was in Xinggang Hotel.

The destination is naturally the bathroom again.

However, this time, the mood of Shen Du who was pushed away was completely different from last time.

Because the moment Nan Song pushed him away just now, he had fully reacted.

His own wife had morning sickness, not because she disliked him.

But after thinking about it, Shen Du found that he didn't seem to be able to figure it out so well——

Why does morning sickness happen every time I kiss him? ? ?Just fucking outrageous.

Hearing the sound of Nan Song retching in the bathroom, Shen Du got up and got out of bed, handed water and patted his back lightly. After 2 minutes, Nan Song finally recovered.

"I'm suddenly terrified."

When Nan Song said such a sentence, Shen Du was taken aback: "What's wrong?"

She swallowed the hot water in her mouth, her eye circles were slightly red because of retching, and she looked pitiful to me.

"I've just been pregnant, and the morning sickness is so uncomfortable, will it become more uncomfortable as you go later?"

The two looked at each other, Shen Du was more at a loss than Nan Song about this question: "I don't know either."

People during pregnancy are emotionally sensitive and extremely need to rely on.

There is no doubt that Nan Song relies on Shen Du, so when he gives an uncertain answer to a certain question, her worry and uneasiness will naturally be magnified.

Looking at the man in front of her, she even had a little bit of hatred for iron.

"I hate you." Nan Song suddenly said this.

Shen Du:?
"What's wrong with me?"

"Patter." The water glass was put aside.

Nan Song put his hands on his hips, full of momentum: "What kind of crap president, you said how great it would be if you were an obstetrician and gynecologist. As for the questions I ask you, can you not answer them?"

After saying this, before Shen Du could react, Nan Song came out of the bathroom.

Shen Du stood on the spot recalling her words and fell into deep thought.

This...can also be blamed on him?Wouldn't this be a little unfair to him? ? ?

Although he thought so in his heart, Shen Du didn't dare to say this, after all, people during pregnancy are more sensitive to emotions.

The most important thing is that this is his own wife, who is already willing to pamper the heavens, but when he is pregnant, he can only love her even more.

As long as his wife is happy, it is not a problem for him to be scolded a few more times as a living target, he enjoys it, hehehe.
After returning to the bedroom, Nan Song lay down on the bed, with his back facing Shen Du, and did not speak.

Shen Du leaned over, wrapped his arms around her waist, and looked at her profile.

"Honey, I will take good care of you."

Nan Song turned around and looked at him: "Really?"

"Of course, you have to believe me, including some physical discomfort you will experience later, I will share with you, I have already thought about it."

Nan Song was curious: "Sharing? How to share?"

Shen Du looked into her eyes, thought for a moment, and said: "It may be okay in the first trimester, it's just a relatively mild feeling, but the longer you get there, the stronger your physical discomfort may be."

"So when the time comes, once you feel uncomfortable, you can pinch me, the kind of hard pinch, let me feel the pain with you, so that you will be more comfortable."

"."

Looking at his expression, Nan Song felt that he didn't seem to be joking, blinking his eyes: "Are you serious?"

Shen Du's eyes were firm: "Of course."

".Damn it, you're too hard on yourself, aren't you?"

Shen Du was particularly on the right track, and every sentence was precisely on Nan Song's point.

"It should be. Pregnancy will be very hard for you. You can treat me as you want and ravage me as you want. You're welcome."

Nan Song paused for a second: "It's ravaged, that's not necessary."

"Then if you have any specific requirements, you can tell me now, and I will keep it in mind."

Nan Song tilted his head and thought for a while, then said, "Don't tell me, there really is one."

Shen Du hugged her: "Speak, I'll listen."

She bit her lower lip, moved closer to him, and hugged Shen Du's neck, like a child acting like a spoiled child to an adult.

"Even if we have a baby, you still have to always and must love me the most!"

In fact, the tone of Nan Song's words carried a trace of unreasonable meaning, but her actions revealed a delicate and cute taste.

Shen Du's eyes locked on hers, and he chuckled lightly, his eyes full of pampering.

He raised his right hand around her slender waist and rubbed it on the top of Nan Song's hair, his movements were extremely gentle.

"I promise, I will always and must like you the most, and no one can compete with you."

Nan Song felt a sweetness in his heart, and then he laughed contentedly.

"Ok!"

Shen Du leaned over and hugged the person in his arms even tighter, sniffing the breath that belonged to each other.

That night, Shen Du had a dream——

He dreamed that he and Nan Song were back in high school.

In the afternoon, under the shade of a summer tree, a girl in a school uniform with a high ponytail, clear eyebrows and eyes, and the hot wind in the air brushed her hair.

In the dream, Shen Du didn't know why he was so weak, and was directly blocked by Nan Song in the corner.

He was obviously a little shorter than him, and the top of his head only reached his chin, but when he looked at him, he seemed to have a kingly demeanor who was a lot taller than him.

"Shen Du, remember to marry me when you grow up, I will give you a child."

Then, before he could fully digest the words, the girl in the dream kissed her on tiptoe.

The air is hot, the wind is hot, and the whole world is hot, but her lips are cold and comfortable, with a hint of lemon mint.

It is the breath that belongs only to the girl in the dream.

(End of this chapter)