Did the playwright couple get divorced today?

Chapter 650
"Okay wife, I was wrong."

Still the same sentence, as long as you admit your mistakes fast enough, your wife's big ears can't catch up with him.

"My performance just now was really not good enough. We'll wait and see after you give birth to the baby."

Without saying a word, Nan Song kicked him on the leg, and said fiercely: "Are you sure you are admitting your mistake?"

Shen Du: "."

Good guy, he accidentally said what was in his heart.

"whee."

He showed a harmless smile at Nan Song, and got Nan Song's eyes.

"Honey, are you tired?"

One second he was kicked, and the next second he returned to his usual puppy-legged appearance.

There was a fine layer of sweat on Nan Song's forehead. In fact, he would not be tired at first, but because she was directing Shen Du's movements throughout the whole process.
It's exhausting and laborious, and I'm really a little tired.

"A little."

"Does that require me to do something?"

Nan Song looked at Shen Du anxiously, and after thinking for a second, he said, "Rub my legs for me, it's so sore, my waist is so sore."

"Okay, I just learned a new set of massage techniques, and I will give you a massage to feel it."

"Yeah," Nan Song replied lazily.

While Shen Du was pressing, the person being pressed pouted and started to sulk.

so depressed
Since the pregnancy was found out, this was the first time the two of them had sex, and they thought it would be a very happy experience.

Unexpectedly, she was exhausted like a dog.

Because the month is getting bigger and bigger, the stomach is also much bigger than before, Nan Song can only lie on his side slightly, because only in this way will he be more comfortable.

She reached for the mobile phone beside the bed, clicked into Moments, and sent a post, the content was very simple, only four words——

[Just want to unload. 】

Then there is an emoticon package, a kitten lying in a snowdrift with a loveless expression, and the words: Just let me break my heart alone in this ice and snow.

send.

Because his back was facing Shen Du, and Shen Du was serving attentively, so he didn't notice that she posted on Moments at all.

Or after the massage was over, he carried the person into the bathroom for a brief shower, then carried the person out to put him to sleep, then clicked into WeChat and saw a reminder, Shen Du saw the post.

Taking a look, he pursed his lips and smiled.

There are already some comments from mutual friends below, and he reads them one by one.

[Lin Jia: What's wrong?Feeling sick? 】

[Tang Yuchuan: @沉渡, your wife is not feeling well. 】

[Shen Zhiyi: Today is my birthday, I will make a wish for my sister-in-law on the cake later!I hope you are happy and not uncomfortable! (Love)]

[Ms. Ye: Xiao Song, who loves me dearly, do you need your mother to come and accompany you tomorrow?If you are really uncomfortable, you can punch Shen Du a few times to see if it feels better. 】

【Father: Well, your mother makes sense. 】

Shen Du: ".?"

This family is outrageous.

Nan Song fell asleep after posting the Moments, so he didn't reply to any of the comments below.

Shen Du turned off the phone, helped her tuck the quilt a little tighter, and then lay down beside her.

After turning off the light, I remembered what Shen Zhiyi said about making a wish for Nan Song in the comment area just now, so I took my phone over again.

Click on WeChat to transfer an account to the little girl.

【Happy birthday. 】

Then turn off the phone and close your eyes.

Within a few seconds, there was a vibration, and Shen Du knew that it was Shen Zhiyi who had returned to him, so he ignored it.

But the little girl was probably in a good mood for her birthday today, so she talked a little too much, and sent several messages in succession.

Fearing that Nan Song would be woken up, Shen Du turned on the phone with a dark face in the dark.

Sure enough, Shen Zhiyi sent a series of emoticons one after another——

【Thank you boss for the red envelope.jpg】

【The pattern is blown up.jpg】

【Could it be that you are the legendary fairy descended to earth? .jpg】

Shen Du: "."

[If you send it again, return the money to me. 】

【Shen Zhiyi:.】

[Cousin, it's my birthday anyway, can't you speak softly to your sister? 】

Shen Du typed expressionlessly.

[Your little sister-in-law is already asleep, guess what will happen if my phone keeps ringing and disturbs her? 】

Shen Zhiyi replied in seconds.

[Okay, I understand when you say that, stop posting, let my little sister-in-law sleep well, goodbye. 】

【Bye-Bye. 】

Shen Du put down the phone, leaned over and planted a gentle kiss on Nan Song's forehead.

In the middle of the night, everything is silent, with fine snow floating outside the window, the time is warm and peaceful.
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Nan Song's due date is April 25th. When she was in the third trimester, what she did most was to look at the calendar to calculate the unloading time.

On this day, the weather was fine, Shen Du moved a recliner chair for Nan Song and placed it in the small yard in front of the door. While basking in the sun, she put her hands on her belly, pointing her slender index finger little by little.

"At the end of April, this time seems pretty good. It's neither hot nor cold. It just happens to be spring. My baby is really lucky."

"Well, when the spring is warm and the flowers bloom, everything will recover, which just symbolizes the emergence of new life."

Nan Song stopped pointing his belly and turned to look at the speaker.

"Nan Jiashu, did you learn Chinese in your nine-year compulsory education for nothing? Break ground?"

Nan Jiashu was stuffing a piece of fried fresh milk into his mouth: "Then why don't the flesh come out?"

The corner of Nan Song's mouth twitched, wishing he could slap his stinky brother on the head.

"...Okay, you can shut up, just listening to it hurts."

Just as Nan Jiashu was about to speak, his clever little head was hit quite hard.

"What nonsense is it?"

Shen Du's voice came from behind.

He held a bowl of soup in his left hand and a small spoon in his right hand. The handle that hit Nan Jiashu on the head just now was the handle of the spoon.

"what"

Nan Jiashu subconsciously scratched his head.

"You two, are you a partner in bullying?"

Nan Song and Shen Du said in unison: "Ah, what's the matter, don't you agree?"

Nan Jia said: "."

Shen Du put the bowl of soup on the small table: "Honey, drink it while it's hot."

The soup is kelp bone soup, which has just been boiled, and there is a tempting fragrance in the air.

"You feed me." Nan Song acted like a baby.

"Okay." Shen Du readily agreed.

"Day." The single dog exhaled fragrantly.

Nan Song and Shen Du turned their heads to look at Nan Jiashu at the same time, their eyes revealed the same meaning——

Do you have an opinion?
Nan Jiashu shook his head and made a zipper movement around his mouth.

"No problem, no problem, drink up, you two, I'll take some footage for you two."

After finishing speaking, Nan Jiashu took out his mobile phone and clicked on the two of them and started taking pictures.

Nan Song Shendu ignored the little kids, one happily fed and the other drank happily.

"Husband, this soup is delicious, what do you use to boil the duck?"

Shen Du was serious: "Use love."

Nan Jiashu's little hand, which was taking pictures, trembled slightly.

(End of this chapter)