Did the playwright couple get divorced today?

Chapter 639 "This is an adult show, everyone knows it, and there are a lot of old perverts."

Nan Song nodded: "Yes."

"No, I refuse."

"Okay, then play on your own, I'll call mom!"

Nan Song's movements were also quick, and he was going to get his mobile phone while talking.

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With sharp eyes and quick hands, Shen Du grabbed her wrist.

Nan Song turned to look at him with an innocent expression on his face: "What's the matter, husband?"

Shen Du looked at the person in front of him, and two familiar words appeared in his mind: goblin.

What a goblin.

"I agree."

Nan Song pretended not to understand: "What do you agree to?"

".I agree with you to do my makeup."

It really takes a lot of courage for Shen Du to say this sentence.

After all, he is a big man with strong bones, when has he ever put makeup on his face after living for so many years?
But today, after a while, he will have a brand new life experience.

There is a little helplessness in the stimulation, and a little helplessness in the helplessness. How should I describe it?Little expectations?

Shen Du was frightened by his own thought.

Fuck, he's a hunk.

Why do you have such little expectations for being made up?

It's outrageous fucking open the door to outrageous, outrageous home.

Shen Du collected his thoughts, and his eyes fell on the pile of cosmetics on the table.

"Have you figured it out?" Nan Song asked.

So far, what else can I do but obey him?

Looking at Nan Song's expectant expression, Shen Du knew that his situation was over, so he sighed silently in his heart.

"Think clearly, come on."

Nan Song nodded, and tapped his beautiful and delicate chin, signaling him to sit down on the chair.

Shen Du frowned slightly, as if he suddenly remembered something: "But I have a request."

"You said."

Nan Song, who was about to start applying makeup to Shen Du, was in a particularly good mood, and even spoke in a much lighter tone.

"You can do my makeup, but I refuse to be caught on camera."

"Huh?" Nan Song raised his eyebrows.

"You can see me with makeup on, but no one else can see it except you."

Nan Song agreed without hesitation: "Yes, this is no problem."

After finishing speaking, she first looked up at the directions of several cameras in the living room, and then turned off the two with trickier angles.

Only one was left for filming.

Nan Song changed the direction of the chair that Shen Du was going to sit on, so that when he sat down, his whole body would be completely facing the camera.

The camera can only capture the process of her applying makeup to him, but not what his face looks like.

Nan Song looked at Shen Du: "Is this all right?"

"Well, yes."

Shen Du took a deep breath and exhaled again, and said, "Come on, hurry up, don't grind."

Nan Song:?
Why is this person looking forward to it?

While wiping Shen Du's face with a soft cotton wipe, she carefully observed his expression at the moment.

Very calm, even a little calm.

In fact, after all this tossing, Shen Du is really calm now, but in Nan Song's view, he is pretending to be calm.

Her original plan was to draw a big face for this dog man, but seeing his pretending to be calm, she couldn't help but feel a little funny.

"puff."

After all, Nan Song couldn't help laughing out loud.

Shen Du, who had his eyes closed, suddenly opened them, looking at her with a hint of bewilderment.

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Nan Song also gave him a look back:?

The two of them stared at each other silently for a while, and there was a subtle aura in the air.

Nan Song's upper body was slightly bent, she supported the back of Shen Du's head with her left hand, and was slowly wiping his cheeks with her right hand.

The movements and strength are very gentle, and there is no intention of revenge at all.

Shen Du didn't speak, and closed his eyes again.

Seeing his appearance as a good boy, Nan Song didn't know why, and completely gave up the idea of ​​painting this man as a big painted face.

Tsk, this dog man is really cute sometimes.
Nan Song thought silently in his heart, the force in his hands became more gentle, like the breeze wrinkling a pool of spring water.

Two seconds later, Shen Du opened his eyes again.

The moment Nan Song touched his eyes, the movements of Nan Song's hands paused.

Shen Du's head was slightly raised, and the distance between the two of them was very close at the moment.

When looking at Nan Song, there was some inexplicable emotion in his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, Shen Du's eyes moved down slowly, passed by the tip of Nan Song's nose, and then down, lingering on her lips.

One second, two seconds, three seconds later—

Shen Du raised his head and kissed her.

His lips were cold, Nan Song was stunned, but he didn't break free, he just let him kiss.

I don't know if he took into account that there is still a camera in the living room, but Shen Du just kissed her lightly, not being more presumptuous.

The lips of the two people were lightly pressed against each other, and the picture seemed to be still.

Because of the posture of the two people, the camera captured the picture of them kissing.

At the same time, there was a howl of ghosts and wolves in the computer room.

"Ah! Kill the dog!"

"Kill the dog!"

After about seven or eight seconds, Shen Du withdrew a little.

Nan Song pursed his lips, held back a smile and asked him, "What are you doing?"

"Nothing, just want to kiss you suddenly, you are so beautiful."

Nan Song: "."

It's really weird, obviously this kind of ordinary rainbow fart is heard a lot, why does she still blush a little? ? ?
Nan Song thought for a while, then hummed lightly.

"Don't think that I won't retaliate against you by saying that."

However, Shen Du didn't seem to mind the strong sense of threat in her words, curled his lips, and stretched out his hand to hug her into his arms.

Nan Song was originally unstable, but Shen Du seemed to have foreseen this, and directly reached out to protect her waist in advance.

With great strength, he took advantage of the opportunity to lift her up into the air, so Nan Song fell into his arms steadily and sat on his lap.

Nan Song: "Are you playing hooligan?"

Sitting on his lap, she was naturally taller than him.

Shen Du raised his head, put his face close to Nan Song's neck, and rubbed the tip of his nose against her soft and white neck and collarbone.

Nan Song was tickled by him, and began to twist his body to hide aside.

She lowered her voice and said, "What are you making a fuss about? Another camera is not turned off."

Shen Du didn't stop moving: "It's okay, we haven't done anything that we can't broadcast."

Nan Song was speechless for a second.

"Although this can be broadcast now, you can't take broadcasting as the minimum requirement, can you?"

After hearing this sentence, Shen Du finally raised his head from her neck.

The man's eyes were pure and innocent: "Why not? This is a show for adults, and everyone knows it in their hearts. There are a lot of old perverts."

Nan Song: "."

(End of this chapter)