Did the playwright couple get divorced today?

Chapter 595 He thought she was praising him when she tweeted, but it turned out to be praising her fans? ? ?

Everything happened so fast that Nan Song had no time to react.

"what are you doing?"

"If you don't do anything, just hug you, can't you?"

"Why are you hugging me all of a sudden?"

"Let you feel what it means to be truly possessive."

After saying this sentence, Shen Du tightened his arms holding Nan Song a little.

Nan Song: "Are you polite? I'm just talking casually, and what should you do if you rush over so suddenly and hurt the baby in your stomach?"

"No, I have a measure."

When Shen Du said these words, the right hand protecting the back of Nan Song's head gently rubbed, as if to comfort her.

Through the hair, Nan Song felt the warmth of his palm.

She snorted softly: "It's best if you have a sense of proportion."

After finishing speaking, Nan Song stretched out his hand and patted Shen Du: "Get up, I want to get my phone."

"What are you doing with the phone?" Shen Du asked while leaning over to help her get the phone.

"I want to post a Weibo."

Nan Song took the phone from Shen Du, clicked on Weibo and started typing.

When doing this, the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned throughout the whole process, and she could tell that she was in a good mood.

Seeing her so happy, Shen Du had some guesses in his heart, he stretched out his hand and lightly poked her shoulder, smiling confidently.

"Honey, this is what I should do. You don't need to post a special Weibo to thank me, it's too polite."

After finishing speaking, Shen Du adjusted his sitting posture for the sake of showing his dignity.

He was obviously not wearing a suit, but he deliberately put his hands on his chest and made a gesture of straightening his neckline.

A look of "Although I say so, in fact, I am ready to receive public praise from Weibo, come on, come and ravage me with rainbow farts".

It perfectly interprets what is called a real "performance without physical objects".

Nan Song edited Weibo seriously, so Shen Du's words just floated around her ears like a cloud, which seemed very ethereal.

The voice did enter the ear, but the meaning of the words was successfully blocked by her.

For as long as Nan Song edited Weibo, Shen Du confidently blared beside him for a long time.

"Really, wife, you really don't need to do this, buy you a mask, help you fight those nonsense trolls and so on, this is what I should do, and I shouldn't add points for me at all, because I am like this, Very down-to-earth, I will only silently do things that love you, without asking for anything in return or praise."

Shen Du spoke more and more vigorously, and the last few words even took on a little cadence.

Finally, Nan Song raised his eyes and glanced at him, his eyes were light, without any emotion.

From Shen Du's point of view, this glance meant——

Can you please stop being silly?I'm going to post a Weibo to praise you, this is my freedom, and cub, you deserve it, okay?
So Shen Du hooked his lips and smiled more confidently.

"Okay, I'll shut up, you post, you post."

However, the real meaning of Nan Song's eyes is——

Can you please stop being silly?Posting a Weibo keeps disturbing my thoughts, believe it or not, I will find a needle to sew up your dog mouth?
A look that lasted only a second or two caused the two people to have completely different psychological activities, and they had completely opposite effects.

At this time, Shen Du still didn't know the truth.

After more than ten seconds passed, Nan Song threw the phone on the sofa next to him: "Okay."

There was a hint of lightness and playfulness in the tone.

Shen Du naturally understood her two words as "ok, I've finished posting the rainbow fart weibo, you can go and read it".

He took his mobile phone over and clicked into Weibo as quickly as possible, swiped his finger to refresh, and the content posted by Nan Song really appeared on the homepage.

At the same time, Nan Song finally recalled what Shen Du said just now.

"Oh, I didn't post Weibo to praise you, but to draw a lottery for my cute little fans. By the way, I praised them. After all, I helped me beat Xu Rou's stupid fans."

Shen Du: "."

While Nan Song was talking, he had already read the content of that Weibo.

It can be called a double impact.

Shen Du maintained the posture of holding the mobile phone, slowly closed his eyes, leaned his neck back and took a deep breath.

Five seconds later, he opened his eyes and looked at Nan Song, his eyes and expression filled with speechlessness.

Nan Song felt that the man's eyes were a little strange, and asked, "What's wrong? Why are you looking at me like this?"

Shen Du said slowly: "Let me tell you a joke, there are two mes in the world, one is me, and the other is also me, because I'm fucking torn apart."

Dare to mess around for a long time, is this woman praising her fans? ? ?
Nan Song: ".What nonsense are you talking about?"

Shen Du moved his lips and was about to speak, when his eyes fell on Nan Song's belly again, and his eyes flickered.

He paused for a second: "It's nothing, just treat me as farting."

Hey, this is his lovely wife, what does he care about with her?

Nan Song: ".Are you being so cruel to yourself? Call yourself farting?"

Shen Du's temples were throbbing.

".Actually, you don't have to understand it so thoroughly. I just said it casually."

Nan Song gave a lovely "oh", Shen Du looked at her, picked a small cake from a small plate and handed it to her.

"Are you still eating?"

"Eat." Nan Song nodded, with a hint of childishness in his well-behaved movements.

Just as he was about to reach for it, he heard Shen Du say, "I'll feed you."

"it is good."

Nan Song opened his mouth and took a bite, it was sweet.

Seeing her satisfied face, Shen Du interrupted her cruelly: "This is the last little cake for tonight, you are not allowed to eat any more after eating."

Nan Song felt a chill in his heart, and instantly possessed himself with drama.

Her lips parted slightly, she looked up at Shen Du, her eyes were flickering, and she seemed to be glistening with water.

"Ah, is this the last one? But I want to eat another one, just one."

She purposely picked out a delicate and aggrieved voice, trying to confuse the cruel man in front of her.

But the facts proved that Shen Du was really cruel when he was cruel.

"No."

"."

Those two cold words made Nan Song feel as if a basin of cold water had been poured over his head.

"Then how can I eat it?"

Shen Du's expression and tone didn't change a bit: "Nothing is allowed."

Nan Song bit her lower lip lightly with her white teeth, her heart was spinning fast.

After thinking about it for a while, she came up with an idea. She couldn't believe that this dog man would be so hard-hearted. She was still very confident in her beauty.

Thinking of this, Nan Song directly started.

She used the thumb and forefinger of her right hand to grab the sleeve of Shen Du's home clothes, not the kind of grabbing, but a delicate one.

(End of this chapter)