Did the playwright couple get divorced today?

Chapter 647 As long as she falls into the hands of a dog man, even if she doesn't take the last step, she is still a rookie
In order to save his face, Nan Song defended loudly: "When did I let you grab my fart and stuff it in your mouth? Don't spit blood!"

After saying this, the corner of her eye drifted in a certain direction.

Grass.
She seemed to have forgotten that there was a camera just now.

It's over, it's over, the words just now were so loud, they must have been photographed.

Nan Song was so desperate that he stretched out both hands and grabbed Shen Du's neck: "It's all your fault! It's all your fault!"

She moved so fast that Shen Du had no defense at all, and by the time he realized it, Fate's neck had already been strangled to death.

".What am I to blame?"

"It's your fault for talking nonsense! Everything I said just now was photographed! Everyone who watched the show will know!"

Shen Du wrapped his hands around her slender and fair wrists, and felt a little funny seeing her panicked look.

"What are you afraid of? Everyone knows it when they know it."

"I'll be laughed at by them! Let my husband grab his own fart and stuff it in his mouth. What kind of weird habit is this? Where do you want me to put my face?"

Although it was pinching, in fact Nan Song didn't use much force, she still knew the seriousness of small fights.

But Shen Du wasn't so calm anymore, he was afraid that she would accidentally fall and knock somewhere when she got excited, so his arms were always protecting her lower back.

"If someone really laughs at you when the show airs, I'll go to Weibo and explain it for you."

Nan Song asked angrily: "How to explain?"

"I just said, I am willing, you didn't force me."

Nan Song was stunned for a moment, carefully pondering Shen Du's words in his heart, and after a few seconds, he realized that he had been tricked.

".I didn't force you in the first place! You did it on purpose!"

Shen Du looked at her puffy appearance, and a series of deep laughter escaped from his throat.

Looking at his mean look, Nan Song finally couldn't hold back, and lowered his head and bit Shen Du's Adam's apple.

"Um"

There was a slightly pointed tooth on her upper row, which just bit on the most protruding part of his Adam's apple, Shen Du frowned and snorted.

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Nan Song had no choice but to stop his movements, supported his upper body, and retreated a little distance.

"Don't make such a weird call, those who don't know will think I'm playing hooligans."

Her red lips were slightly raised, and she complained with dissatisfaction, and her eyes were also shining with water.

"Aren't you playing hooligan?" Shen Du raised his eyebrows.

Nan Song bit his lower lip, looked at him angrily, and simply went down the slope.

"Just playing hooligans, how?" A very unconvinced look.

After finishing speaking, he bit Shen Du's lips again.

Shen Du hissed softly, and subconsciously wanted to reach out and spank her ass.

But thinking that there are still cameras, I finally held back.

Shen Du lowered his head and approached Nan Song's ear, and lowered his voice: "In this case, then go to the bedroom and play hooligans slowly, as you like."

After finishing speaking, he lifted Nan Song up into the air and walked towards the bedroom.

Nan Song: ".?"

Wait, why are you going to the bedroom?How did the painting style change so quickly?
In the end, Shen Du naturally held back, but he still teased Nan Song.

It was not until the end that she knew that as long as she fell into the hands of a dog man, even if she didn't take the last step, she would still be a rookie. (Smile)
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This time I came out to record "All the way with you", except that Shen Du sometimes took a small part of his time to deal with work.

The two of them are actually on vacation.

On weekdays, we either stay in the house and watch movies and read books together, or bake small cakes and biscuits together to make some delicious food.

When the weather is fine, the two of them walk barefoot on the beach together, collect shells and take photos.

After returning home after being tired from walking, Shen Du massaged Nan Song's calf to help her reduce the edema.

After pressing and pressing many times, Nan Song nestled on the sofa and fell asleep, so Shen Du carried him into the bedroom and put him on the bed again.

In such a comfortable state of life, the two of them felt as if even time had slowed down.

More than half a month later, the recording of "All the Way With You" finally finished completely. After having a meal with all the guests and staff, Shen Du and Nan Song returned to Yuncheng.

On the return flight, Shen Du asked Nan Song: "Did you let go of the anger in your heart when you came out this time?"

Nan Song didn't understand the question, and turned to look at him: "What?"

"When you agreed to record the show, didn't you say you wanted to show your breath in front of Cheng Hao and Xu Rou?"

"It's out, it's out a long time ago, it was already out on the first day on the beach."

Shen Du nodded: "That's good."

Nan Song tilted his head to look at him: "Are you so concerned about this matter?"

"Of course, this is my wife's request, and it must be fulfilled."

After Nan Song listened, he slowly stuffed his hand into his palm, so Shen Du's hand wrapped hers.

Nan Song has the habit of using hand cream all year round, so the lines on his hands are rarely very fine, and the skin is white and translucent, soft and boneless.

When pinching like this, the hand feels very good, slippery, and Shen Du's bony index finger is also tapping on the back of her hand intermittently.

Because the touch was too comfortable, he unconsciously clenched a little.

"Besides, let me tell you a secret." Nan Song raised his head slightly, and brought his lips close to Shen Du's ear.

"What secret?" he asked.

"Although I was angry, I actually felt that it didn't seem to be the most important thing."

Shen Du didn't understand this sentence a bit, turned his head slightly, and looked into her eyes, the distance between the two of them was very close.

"Huh?" He raised his eyebrows.

"In the beginning, I really went to the show with the mood of venting my anger, but after that, every day I was with you was so happy, I had long forgotten about those two annoying ghosts."

"If it wasn't for the question you asked me just now, I would have forgotten about it. I enjoyed every minute and every second with you, so other garbage people and garbage things wouldn't come into my eyes at all."

The cabin was very quiet, and it was flying across a sea at this time, cutting through the airflow, and there was a slight turbulence.

Nan Song was covered with a thin velvet blanket, and next to her was the thick coat that Shen Du had prepared for her in advance to wear after getting off the plane.

Before boarding the plane just now, he specifically asked about the temperature in Yuncheng. The city in mid-January is three degrees today, and it is snowing.

Shen Du looked down at Nan Song's eyes slightly, and felt the gentle smile in her eyes.

Although he asked the question just now very casually, he actually didn't expect her to have this answer, which was completely beyond his expectation.

The corners of Shen Du's lips turned up slowly.

"Would you like to take a nap and I'll call you when we arrive?"

"Yeah." Nan Song nodded.

(End of this chapter)