Did the playwright couple get divorced today?

Chapter 589 Nan Song's sandbag-sized fist hammered on Shen Du's shoulder: "Little brother, you played well today!"

The domineering president was frightened, and the little hand holding the phone began to tremble slightly.

Seeing that he hadn't heard the man's voice for a long time, Nan Song finally raised his eyes to look at him.

When she saw Shen Du's expression clearly for the first time, only one sentence came to her mind: It's over, this expression probably has something to do with it.

"Give me the phone." There was a sense of coldness in Nan Song's voice.

At this moment, Shen Du admitted that he was cowardly, so he kept holding the phone without moving.

Nan Song stretched out his hand expressionlessly, pinched the corner of the phone, and exerted a little force——

No tics.

Shen Du's panic index soared visibly to the naked eye, but after all, he is a man who is used to seeing strong winds and waves, so he quickly adjusted his facial expression and looked calmer.

"Wife, don't look at it yet, just listen to my explanation."

Nan Song is now thinking with all his heart and eyes, "After everyone sees the ugly photo of me falling asleep, how should I face the camera!!!" Such murderous questions.

So I'm not in the mood to listen to Shen Du's obsession at all.

"To shut up!"

She couldn't take it anymore, and roared, so frightened that Shen Du immediately stuffed the phone into her arms.

"Look at you, show you.!"

Nan Song: ".?"

If I knew you were fucking cowardly like this, my mother should have yelled at you earlier.

After being yelled at by his wife, the domineering president looked aggrieved. Nan Song always felt that he was going to cry in a second, but she was not in the mood to care about him so much now.

She took a deep breath and picked up the phone in her arms. She looked at it for less than five seconds before she almost pouted.

Nan Song held the mobile phone in his right hand, and slowly rubbed the center of his brow with his left hand.

She closed her eyes, and put the phone in front of Shen Du.

"Look, come and see for yourself, what is this? Is this the result of your self-confidence? This is the netizen you said, and it's not Sherlock Holmes, they can't find your trumpet?"

Nan Song asked several times in succession, Shen Du kept his eyes on his nose, his nose and his heart, he didn't dare to say a word, he didn't dare to fart, sitting on the chair was as quiet as chicken in soy sauce.

"Who gave you the confidence, baby? Ah? Dad, I'm pregnant now. Can I stand your anger? Ah?"

Nan Song himself had to admire himself, and raised the matter to a serious level with just a few words——

I am pregnant, you are angry with me, you are guilty.

Shen Du looked up at her, and three words suddenly popped out of his mouth: "I'm guilty."

Nan Song: "?"

How did this bastard steal her lines? ? ?She couldn't fix it all at once.

Nan Song's thinking rhythm was completely disrupted, and it took him a while to remember what he was going to say next.

".What crime are you guilty of?"

Shen Du lowered his eyes calmly, his eyelashes trembling slightly, looking heartbroken and about to die.

After a while, he raised his head, his eyes filled with sadness: "I love you so much, it's my sin."

Nan Song: "."

Putting on such a big stance, and then popping out such a hypocritical statement that people are neither human nor ghost?
I love you?I'm guilty?
It's really a bit like those new media abuse novels she used to read.

Nan Song sneered, and hammered Shen Du's shoulder with a fist the size of a sandbag.

"Little brother, are you playing well today?"

Shen Du was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect that he would be seen through by Nan Song, he obviously acted so well, why?
"I--"

He moved his lips and was about to explain, but Nan Song obviously didn't intend to give him a chance to explain.

"Acting, acting, you know how to act every day, aren't you afraid that your son will follow you after birth? A proper actor!"

Shen Du's face drooped instantly.

"Let me correct you, it's my daughter."

Nan Song: "."

Does this dog man have to care about details to this extent?

In fact, she didn't say her son just now to anger him on purpose, it was purely because the pregnant woman's intuition told her that the probability of giving birth to a son in six months was relatively high, so she said that subconsciously.

It turned out that this person would not let go of the details in a second.

Nan Song had no choice but to follow his wishes: "Okay, okay, daughter."

Shen Du pursed his lips and smiled with satisfaction, then reached out and gently grabbed the soft flesh on her cheek.

"Honey, if our daughter is really a drama star in the future, it's not just my responsibility, you are also responsible, and you take a bigger part, because your drama is much, much more than mine .”

Nan Song: ".You don't have to use so many words."

"I've been very restrained."

Nan Song covered his face with his palm for a second, and said angrily, "Shut up!"

After finishing speaking, her eyes fell on Shen Du's mobile phone again, and she suddenly realized something.

"You are good at changing the subject, let's continue talking about your Weibo trumpet?"

Shen Du: "."

Miscalculation, the silly wife has become wiser.

"I really didn't mean it, I thought those netizens wouldn't be so witty."

Nan Song looked at Shen Du with "you are still too young".

"Little brother, listen to my advice, never underestimate the ability of netizens to pick up details, they are the fighters in Sherlock Holmes, they can make you doubt your life."

Shen Du nodded slowly with a serious face, and wrote three large characters on his face: I have been taught.

At this time, Nan Song suddenly noticed the ID name of Shen Du's Weibo account, with an indescribable expression.

".Also, husband, with the Weibo name you chose, do you think it's difficult for netizens to find out that it's your Weibo account? Huh?"

【Nan Song's Little Lover】

She directly mentioned her name, and said that she would not be discovered by netizens. What kind of shocking IQ is this?

It's just outrageous that the bright words "Hello, netizens, I'm Nan Song's husband Shen Du, welcome to my Weibo and have a look."

Nan Song's head hurts, it hurts very much.

Shen Du was also very puzzled, he frowned and thought: "Tsk, how did these people get out of it?"

Nan Song flicked in the comment area, looking at the excited rainbow farts, he felt a little giddy for a moment.

[Shengge Weiyang: My God!Song Song's sleeping appearance is so cute! 】

[Ye Mo: I'm just surprised, won't this woman get fat?Why is she still in such good shape even though she is pregnant? (Crazy.jpg)]

[Laughing at the inconstancy of the world: These two are too sweet, why don't you kill me to add to their fun? (Smile)】

[Cen Mengjun: I think it's okay, the sisters upstairs will take me, and they will die together. 】

Seeing that Nan Song didn't intend to answer his question, Shen Du also leaned over: "My wife, what are you looking at?"

"Look at these cute fans complimenting me."

Sensing her uncontrollable happy tone, Shen Du said tentatively: "In that case, then you should not be angry with me anymore, right?"

(End of this chapter)