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Chapter 644 "Nan Song, use your beauty to achieve your goal, what kind of hero are you?"

Because he can't stand the smell, but he wants to stay with his wife.

After much deliberation, Shen Du made a difficult choice in his heart and chose the latter.

As an upright man, he has to be strong, there is nothing he can't overcome, isn't it just the smell of snail noodles?
While cheering himself up in his heart, Shen Du pulled a piece of toilet paper and blocked his nose just like when he was cooking snail noodles.

Nan Song took a big mouthful of noodles and took another mouthful of soup.

When he looked up and saw Shen Du's shape, the soup in his mouth almost spewed out.

".What shape are you in?"

Shen Du closed his eyes, didn't speak, just pointed to the small pot in front of her.

Seeing his expression that he was about to die, Nan Song deliberately teased him: "Oh, you want to have a bite, don't you? Tell me earlier, come, I'll feed you!"

As he said that, he was about to make a gesture to pick up a piece of chopsticks powder.

Shen Du hurriedly got up and held down Nan Song's wrist, and finally choked out three words: "No way."

Nan Song: "."

Good guy, even the way he speaks has changed, it seems that he was very irritated.

Seeing that he was really suffering, Nan Song made a suggestion: "How about I go outside to eat in the small yard? Ventilate outside."

The house they chose had a very spacious small yard at the entrance, where a set of wooden tables and chairs were placed to enjoy the cool air, right next to a big tree, surrounded by a circle of bamboo fences.

It's very comfortable to sit there and chat and enjoy the cool air.

And there are cameras outside, even if you go out and stay in the small yard, it will not affect the shooting.

"It's okay, no need, I can handle it." Shen Du insisted.

Nan Song glanced at him, pursed his lips, and said with a touch of test in his tone, "Are you sure? I'm afraid you'll make something wrong with yourself later."

"I'm sure, I'm very sure, my life is still so long, and you like to eat snail noodles, I can't get used to it all the time."

Nan Song bit his lip and said, "Well, how should I put it, you don't have to get used to it, after all, everyone has different preferences, and I don't want to force you."

Shen Du looked into Nan Song's eyes, she didn't know if it was her own illusion, but she always felt that this man's eyes seemed a little distracted.

Was it smoked by the smell of snail noodles? ? ?

"Really, wife? Do you really think so?"

Nan Song nodded, with a sincere face, even his eyes and tone became much gentler.

"Of course, when two people are together, they need to understand each other, so that they can go further."

Shen Du also looked at her with the same gentle eyes: "If it weren't for the way you ordered me to cook snail noodles for you, you are really domineering and barbaric, I almost believe it."

Nan Song: "."

A faint embarrassment floated in the air, mixed with the smell of sour bamboo shoots from snail powder, the atmosphere in the whole space became a little subtle.

Nan Song put down the chopsticks in his hand, raised his hand and touched the tip of his nose.

"That... the situation is different."

"What's the difference?" Shen Du asked.

"I'm lazy, it's not like you don't know."

Nan Song poked secretly with an expression of "I'm lazy but I'm justified".

There was a trace of grievance in Shen Du's eyes, she could see it clearly.

Ouch, this is pitiful.

After speaking, he took advantage of the situation and cast a wink in the past.

Shen Du: "Nan Song, use your beauty to achieve your goal, what kind of hero are you?"

"Then do you agree with what I said?"

Nan Song began to act coquettishly.

Shen Du didn't answer her question immediately, he just kept his eyes on his nose and his heart, and remained silent.

Nan Song stretched out his right hand, held Shen Du's hand on the table, and gently stroked the back of his hand with his slender and white fingers.

The action is very intriguing.

There was an itchy feeling on the back of my hand, and my heart was itching together: ".What are you doing?"

Nan Song smiled brightly and charmingly, and his eyes were like hooks that could draw people's souls away.

"I'm not doing anything, husband, why are you so nervous? I just touched the back of your hand, do you agree with what I just said?"

"agree."

What Shen Du couldn't resist the most was her little tricks, she actually knew it, but she just wanted to tease him like this.

He can't do anything about her.

"Let's go, let's go, I'm going out to eat, I'm also afraid of killing your dog's life."

Nan Song stood up while talking, turned around and walked out the door with a small pot in hand.

"Husband, help me get the bowl and spoon."

"Okay." Shen Du quickly responded.

Today's weather is fine, the air is breezy, and the bright sun shines through the gaps in the green leaves, falling on the wooden tables and chairs with spots of light.

Nan Song put the small pot on the table, and when the wind blew it, the smell was much lighter, and Shen Du felt better.

The two sat opposite each other, and there was a cameraman shooting at a distance, and their state was not affected at all.

Seeing that Nan Song was eating deliciously, Shen Du couldn't help asking: "Is it delicious?"

Nan Song fed a peanut into his mouth, nodded: "It's delicious, and you can control the heat very well. The texture of the powder is the one I like. It's not very soft, but more springy."

"The pea tip is also delicious, and the snail powder with pea tip is absolutely perfect."

Shen Du watched her eat with satisfaction, and he felt a huge sense of satisfaction in his heart.

But then, another question came to mind.

"You like to eat snail noodles so much, and now you still eat with your baby. Do you think our baby will also like to eat snail noodles in the future?"

Nan Song picked up the cup next to him and took a sip of water.

"I feel that the baby is likely to like it, even more than me."

Shen Du: "."

So in the future, the family will become a world of snail noodles?Is he still alive?

"How did you judge that he would like it more than you?"

"I'm eating while he's moving in my stomach. He's very lively. It feels like he's cheering me on for me to eat more."

Shen Du poured cold water expressionlessly: "It may also be a protest, telling you not to eat such stinky things."

"."

Nan Song raised his eyes to look at him, there was a hint of danger in his eyes, Shen Du shut his mouth very wisely.

Looking at her, he suddenly remembered something.

"Honey, there was something wrong with the way you looked at the girl delivering water just now."

Nan Song was stunned for a moment: "Who? Xiaowen?"

"Ah."

"What's wrong?"

"You have never looked at me with such doting eyes."

Nan Song: "Shen Du, are you serious? Xiaowen is a woman, it's fine if you're jealous of a man, but you're jealous of a girl?"

"What can't be done?" Shen Du asked back.

Looking at his unreasonable but very angry look, Nan Song was a little at a loss for words.

"After the baby is born, will you eat the baby's vinegar?"

(End of this chapter)