Did the playwright couple get divorced today?

Chapter 621 "I just feel that my ass can only be seen by my wife."

Shen Du was stunned after saying this, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to cover his mouth.

Whoa, what did he just say?Fart?
Why did he also start using such weird vocabulary?Off the charts? ? ?
Nan Song peeped into Shen Du's mind from this little action, and finally couldn't hold back a series of insane pig laughter.

"Husband, are you so firm? I seem to have led you into a ditch."

Shen Du looked at the smug little woman: "."

Nan Song finally said, "Okay, just kidding, I won't post this photo on Weibo."

Being swayed by her again, Shen Du sighed silently.

Nan Song added: "I know you are saving face."

Shen Du picked up the spoon and scooped the soup into the empty bowl, with a touch of elegance in his slow movements.

"Actually, it's not a question of good or bad face."

"what is that?"

Shen Du put down the spoon, looked up at her, his eyes were focused and serious, it didn't look like he was joking at all.

"I just feel that my ass can only be seen by my wife."

Nan Song: "."

Shen Du looked at her expression of "Okay, I was successfully teased by you", and silently gave himself a thumbs up in his heart.

yes, successfully regained a round.

Nan Song can already foresee the reaction of her fans when this content is broadcast.
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After lunch, Nan Song felt full and refreshed physically and mentally.

In the kitchen, Shen Du was putting tableware into the dishwasher.

Nan Song took a cup of hot milk and walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows of the living room, opened the curtains, the sun was just right outside, and the window was facing a sea view in the distance.

The sea is calm and blue, very charming, and even a white sailboat can be vaguely seen, but because the distance is too far, there is only a small spot.

To the left of the floor-to-ceiling windows is a small orchard. This season is when the green and orange are ripe.

The plump fruits are hanging on the branches, illuminated by the bright sun, and gently swaying from side to side when a gust of wind blows, looking very cute.

There are not only oranges in the orchard, but also carambola and olives.

Not to mention coconuts, they are available all year round in a tropical seaside city like Licheng.

Nan Song leaned against the floor-to-ceiling window, slightly raised his head to look at the coconuts on the tree, bit his lower lip lightly, and suddenly thought about it.

"Can you make coconut chicken?"

Shen Du, who was putting the dishwashing powder, paused for a moment, then tilted his head slightly: "What?"

Nan Song turned his head to look in his direction and repeated it clearly.

"Coconut Chicken."

Shen Du closed the dishwasher, pulled a kitchen paper towel and wiped his hands.

"I haven't done it before, but it shouldn't be difficult. Cooking is the same thing as it is said. It's just the same thing."

Nan Song: "."

After not hearing her voice for a long time, Shen Du finally raised his head, and Nan Song was looking at him quietly.

Shen Du was silent for a moment, and finally realized something.

"I didn't mean you were stupid."

Okay, the meaning of ridicule seems to be more obvious.

Shen Du simply closed his mouth without saying a word, and Nan Song's gaze gradually became a little more normal.

"I have a little craving."

"Coconut Chicken?"

"Yeah!" Nan Song nodded excitedly.

Shen Du looked at her, this was the first time she asked what she wanted to eat after arriving in Licheng.

"Okay, let's go if we want to eat. How about tonight? Coconuts are a specialty here in Licheng, so there must be many restaurants that specialize in coconut chicken. I'll check the Internet later and go directly tonight."

"No, I don't want to eat the coconut chicken outside, I want to eat the coconut chicken you made yourself."

"."

The air was quiet for a full five seconds before Shen Du tentatively spoke.

"My homemade coconut chicken?"

"Yes."

Nan Song rubbed his hands, his face full of small expectations.

She didn't know if it was her own illusion, but Shen Du's expression and eyes seemed a little complicated, and he seemed hesitant to speak.

"What's the matter? Didn't you say it shouldn't be difficult to do?"

Nan Song thought he was troublesome, so he said to take her to a restaurant outside.

"And I checked just now. Coconut is good for pregnant women. Coconut juice is rich in sugar, which can supplement the physical fitness of pregnant women. It is also rich in potassium ions, which is very helpful for pregnant women's gastrointestinal motility."

She wasn't talking nonsense, she actually found these on the Internet, and the doctor also said during the pregnancy test that you can eat more coconuts during pregnancy.

Nan Song looked at Shen Du eagerly.

He pursed his lips and said, "It's really not difficult to do, it's just."

"Just what?"

Shen Du did not give a clear answer in the end.

"fine."

His reaction confused Nan Song.

Um?What is this man trying to say?Why did you suddenly stop talking halfway through?Weird.

Shen Du turned his head and looked around: "But we don't have any ingredients."

Knowing that this was an agreement, Nan Song raised his finger and pointed in the direction of the orchard outside.

"Yes! Why not? There are enough coconuts on the tree outside. As for the chicken, we can catch it later. You handle the chicken, and I handle the coconut. After dinner, I will teach you how to make up. Isn't this arrangement very perfect?"

Shen Du raised his eyebrows, but you are really good at making arrangements.

But then he grasped the key point of Nan Song's sentence just now.

"Wait, what did you just say? Go catch chickens later?"

"That's right, there is a chicken coop next to the vegetable garden. The program team has prepared it long ago. I saw it when I was picking tomatoes just now. There are three chickens in it. That's our food."

Shen Du panicked instantly.

"It's not my wife. We can buy a chicken and cook it ourselves. We don't necessarily need to kill it. What do you think?"

"I don't feel very well."

Shen Du: ".Why?"

"To buy a chicken, I have to make a special trip. It's too troublesome. Isn't there a ready-made chicken coop? How easy is it?"

Shen Du's expression gradually distorted: "But the chickens in the coop still need to be caught by ourselves."

Nan Song looked at him with a puzzled expression: "Yes, what else?"

Then he added: "Correct you, it's not us, it's you."

Shen Du: "."

Let him catch the chicken with his own hands, it is better to kill him.

I imagined that feeling in my mind, and it made my scalp tingle.

"No, I'm not going."

Shen Du's tone was extremely firm, and there was a strong stubbornness in it.

Nan Song blinked and blinked: "Why don't you go?"

After asking this sentence, she reacted.

".Shen Du, you are not afraid, are you?"

Shen Du did not answer this question immediately.

Thinking of my own phrase "I am not afraid of anything, I am invincible" just now, it seems to be in my ears.

Wouldn't it be a slap in the face to admit that he is afraid of chickens now? ? ?

(End of this chapter)