Did the playwright couple get divorced today?

Chapter 63 Chicken Stew with Mushrooms

"Do you know where the Shen family's ancestral grave is?" Shen Du asked suddenly.

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Nan Song was choked for a moment, and after two seconds of being stunned, he realized: "That's not the point, ok??? The point is that Lao Tzu is the worst in the universe. If you dare to find mistress outside, I'll cook her my best dish. "

"What dish?"

"Chicken stew with mushrooms."

Seeing a trace of doubt on Shen Du's face, he added: "Of course, the chick uses yours."

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Another cold in the crotch.

Shen Du almost gritted his teeth and jumped out word by word: ".Can you stop talking about this kind of topic?"

Seeing that his complexion was really not very good-looking, Nan Song finally expressed a little compassion: "It's okay not to talk, but you have to remember what I said."

Shen Du didn't want to pay attention to her, he picked up the wine glass in front of him and drank it by himself.

Seeing his cold attitude, Nan Song recalled his resentment and disgust just now, and suddenly wondered if something was wrong?
After staring at the man across from him for a moment, Nan Song said, "Shen Du."

The person whose name was called didn't answer, but just looked up at her.

"Why were you so excited just now?"

Shen Du frowned slightly: "When did I get excited?"

Nan Song's eyes were sharp: "Just now, when I said that chicken stewed with mushrooms, if you didn't do bad things or didn't have the intention to do bad things at all, shouldn't your attitude be to sneer at me? Why are you so excited? There are ghosts in your heart?"

Shen Du looked at the opposite person like a fool, his lips moved slightly: "You really have no logic at all."

"Yes, I don't have logic, but I have intuition, and women's intuition is very accurate."

Shen Du sneered, and successfully let Nan Song see his snort.

"Intuition? I think it's almost an illusion."

"Don't change the subject, my husband. When it comes to the topic, do you have other dogs outside?" Nan Song also smiled, very gentle and generous.

The fake smile on her face made Shen Du's hair stand on end.

But then again, isn't it just acting?It's not like he can't.

It was too late to say it, but it was so fast at that time, the corners of his mouth also curled up, smiling gentlemanly and charmingly.

"I don't have any other dogs outside, I'm not interested in human-animal love, my wife."

Nan Song: "."

What a sudden coquettish, flashing Lao Tzu's waist.

"What kind of love between humans and animals? You don't even know the stalk of 'there are other dogs outside'?" Nan Song had an unbelievable expression on his face, looking at Shen Du as if he was looking at a little dirt dog.

Shen Du met her gaze, with a hint of contempt in his eyes and tone: "Do you think I have as much free time as you to surf the Internet?"

"Who are you talking about being free? How amazing are you to have millions every minute?" Nan Song objected.

"Correct you, it's tens of millions every minute. Are you not free? If you are not free, you can have so much thought to care about other people's little three, four, five, and six?"

Hearing this, Nan Song glanced at Han Yu by the window: "I've said it all, gossip is human nature, what does it have to do with whether I'm idle or not?"

I don't know why, at this moment Shen Du suddenly remembered what happened to Lu Huaichuan some time ago, and the chat records between her and Zhou Shuwei about 'a big handful of fresh meat' that he saw on her mobile phone that night.

There was a feeling that everything I ate and drank was choked in my heart, and I panicked.

"You didn't talk about a bunch of rotten peach blossoms outside, but you first questioned whether I have any little three, four, five, and six?"

After leaving this sentence, Shen Du stood up.

In the end, both of them left the restaurant with ugly faces. In the quiet elevator, no one spoke, except for the constantly flashing floor numbers that were changing, everything seemed to be still.

Nan Song watched her nose, nose, and heart, recalling what Shen Du said just now about her rotten peach blossoms, and felt a little speechless for a while, those rotten peach blossoms were not caused by herself, why did he lose his temper with her? ? ?
So the ugly reaction of this dog man is actually because of...jealous?
But why is he jealous?Why is he jealous?It just doesn't make sense.

Thinking of this, Nan Song instantly straightened his back, squinted at the man next to him, and choked his throat.

"What's wrong with the rotten peach blossoms? It's not me who made it, but someone else insisted on posting it. What can I do?"

A sentence that is very green tea + Versailles, but Nan Song said it in a modified tone, it seems even more bitch.

Shen Du took a deep breath, and slowly clenched his hands in his trouser pockets into fists the size of sandbags.

After a while, Nan Song noticed that the blue veins on the man's forehead were slightly bursting, and felt nervous for a moment.

What about the dog man?With such an ugly face, you want to hit someone?
While Nan Song was still thinking, the first floor arrived, and the elevator door opened slowly. She ran out almost like a conditioned reflex, but as soon as she lifted her legs, her waist was hooked back by the person behind her. .

Nan Song's back bumped into a warm and familiar embrace, and his heart fell to the bottom in an instant——

Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck !
This dog man wouldn't let her out of the elevator, really wanted to hit her?Domestic violence against her?She's finished, she's finished, she can't fight, how are those moves used?Why can't she remember at all?

Just as she was thinking about getting out, her shoulder was broken by the person behind her, and Nan Song was forced to change direction, and was pushed against the wall of the elevator car with a "bang".

Shen Du held her wrist and waist with both hands, and a face was so close, Nan Song suddenly panicked.

"You, me, ah, isn't your posture a little too ambiguous?"

The man's voice was low and hoarse: "Is this still ambiguous? We have done more ambiguous things, what are you afraid of?"

What is she afraid of?
She's afraid of being seen by others in their current appearance!

Everyone outside knew that she and Shen Du were a plastic couple, and she had already gotten used to this pattern, no matter how ambiguous their married life was, it was just because the two of them needed to meet their physical needs.

Where has it been so unexpected as it is now?Fuck?
Nan Song was about to raise his leg to kick him, when he heard a mean man's voice from the door——

"Wow, what a beautiful scene."

Both of them were slightly taken aback, then turned to look towards the elevator entrance.

Lin Xu and Tang Yuchuan.

Nan Song: "."

The admiration just now was obviously from Tang Yuchuan.

The two people in the elevator and the two people outside the elevator looked at each other for a few seconds, Shen Du's thin lips were tightly pressed, and he calmly let go of the hand pinching Nan Song's waist, and the latter straightened his skirt with a calm posture grace.

(End of this chapter)