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Chapter 643 Why Did His Wife Dote On Others Suddenly?that laugh?that look?Then he goes?

The door opened, and it was a staff member of the program team.

The little girl looked young, in her early twenties, and Shen Du looked familiar.

After a pause of two seconds, I realized that this was the little girl from the field management team who was talking to Nan Song the day I was on the beach in Licheng.

She is also Nan Song's little fan girl.

"Hi Mr. Shen, I'll bring you a bucket of water."

The little girl pointed to the round bucket of water on the ground.

Shen Du nodded: "Okay, thank you for your hard work."

The little girl waved her hand smartly: "It's not hard work, it's my honor to be able to deliver water to my goddess."

While talking, she picked up the bucket of water on the ground and carried it on her shoulders before walking into the house. Shen Du fell into deep thought as he watched her series of smooth operations.

Holy crap, a bucket of bottled water weighs more than 30 catties, and you just picked it up?Is this girl's strength a bit too much?

The movement that he wanted to step forward to help just now stopped in a daze.

Nansong is worthy of being Nansong, and the fans are really hidden dragons and crouching tigers.

Show to make the scalp numb.

The little girl talked as she walked in: "Actually, this bucket of water for you was originally delivered by a colleague of mine. I changed it with him."

"Because everyone knows that I am Songsong's little fan girl, so they didn't compete with me for this job. Ah, my goddess is so beautiful. Huh? Mr. Shen, what's the smell in your house?"

The little girl put the bottled water away and smelled an unusual smell in the air.

Shen Du really didn't want to tell the little girl that your beautiful goddess is actually a person who secretly likes to eat stinky things like snail noodles.

But there is no way now, anyway, it has been discovered.

"This is the taste of snail powder." Shen Du said truthfully.

If nothing else, the beautiful image of the goddess should be about to collapse.

The little girl's face was instantly filled with shock: "Snail powder???"

"Correct."

Shen Du observed the little girl's expression, first he was surprised, and then slowly developed into astonishment.

"Isn't it unacceptable? I've told her many times that snail powder is too smelly, but she doesn't listen, so she likes to eat it."

"I also really like to eat snail noodles!" The girl in charge suddenly shouted excitedly.

Shen Du: "."

"I didn't expect that my goddess and I have the same taste. I'm so excited and happy!"

At the same time, the sound of the bedroom door opening and talking suddenly came from the corridor next to it.

"Is my snail noodles cooked?"

Nan Song saw the little girl delivering water, and greeted with a smile: "Xiaowen."

Xiaowen's face was full of excitement, and there was an affectionate light in his eyes that only a little fan girl could radiate.

"Sister Songsong, do you remember my name?"

Nan Song replied while walking towards Nakajima Terrace: "Of course."

Xiaowen clenched his hands into fists and pressed them to his mouth, his movements were a little exaggerated, and his eyes were shining with stars.

Nan Song poured a glass of water into the glass, picked it up and took a sip.

"Would you like to add a WeChat? I was going to ask you last time. At that time, you and your colleague seemed busy talking, so I didn't mention it."

What kind of experience is it like to be asked by your own goddess if you want to add WeChat?
Xiaowen felt that he was so happy that he was about to faint now, and his mind kept gurgling and bubbling.

".want!"

Xiaowen has a ball head, wearing a white cultural shirt, black overalls, and Martin boots.

Appearance and clothes look like a cool girl, but in front of Nan Song, she has obviously completely lost her mind and turned into a cute little fan girl.

Nan Song clicked out her QR code, Xiao Wen scanned it, and with the sound of "Ding", the little girl burst into a smile.

"Wuwuwu Songsong sister, how are you! You actually allowed me to add your WeChat!"

"Are you cute?"

There was a touch of pampering in Nan Song's tone and smile, completely like a big sister.

Standing by the side, Shen Du silently watched the two add WeChat:? ? ?
Why did his wife suddenly spoil others?that laugh?that look?what happened?

Then he goes? ? ?
He suddenly felt as if he was a bit redundant.

Shen Du's eyelashes drooped, and there was a trace of resentment in his eyes.

He walked over to the small pot, and put a little chopped green onion into the pot of snail noodles that smelled like heaven.

"Honey, your snail noodles are ready."

Nan Song was still talking to Xiao Wen: "Then let me make a note for you, Xiao Wen."

Shen Du was ignored at all.

Shen Du looked at Nan Song's back: "."

Well, he should be more confident, get rid of the seeming, he is indeed a bit redundant now.

After the two finished adding WeChat, Xiao Wen turned his head and glanced in Shen Du's direction.

"Sister Songsong, actually, I always thought that a beautiful star like you wouldn't eat snail noodles, but I didn't expect you to like it so much."

Nan Song first smiled, then turned to look at Shen Du: "Honey, bring it here for me! Be careful not to burn your hands."

Okay, even knowing to tell him a word, it's not completely unconscionable.

Shen Du was in a better mood, and walked towards the dining table with the pot of snail noodles.

Nan Song greeted Xiaowen to sit with him, and asked with a smile: "Then you know that I like to eat snail noodles very much, have you broken all the filters for me?"

Xiaowen quickly denied: "No, no, not at all. I also like to eat snail noodles. I am very happy when I know that we have the same taste."

After finishing speaking, he continued: "Besides, people, living in this world is for happiness, if you deliberately force yourself not to eat the things you like because you want to be a star, it will be so painful!"

Nan Song nodded approvingly: "Well, I agree with your statement."

Xiaowen smiled happily.

"Sister Songsong, you guys are eating, I'm going to get busy first."

"Okay, thank you for bringing the water over."

"It's a matter of duty, it should be!"

Xiaowen stood up from the chair, and greeted Nan Song and Shen Du: "Then I'll go first, you two can contact me anytime if you need anything!"

"Okay, goodbye Xiaowen."

"Bye Song Song, Mrs. Shen!"

After Xiao Wen left, Shen Du sat down on the chair opposite Nan Song.

Looking at the pot of snail noodles, he walked to the cupboard thoughtfully and brought a small bowl and a ceramic spoon for her.

"Eat slowly, don't get burned."

Nan Song hadn't eaten snail noodles for several months, and he was so greedy that he couldn't listen to Shen Du's words at all, as if a shield had been automatically installed on the top of his head.

Seeing that she didn't respond, Shen Du didn't speak.

It is normal to be ignored by his wife, and he has long been used to it.

Nan Song took the spoon and bowl and began to enjoy the long-lost pot of happiness.

As for Shen Du, his current mood is: he really wants to escape, but he can't.

(End of this chapter)