Did the playwright couple get divorced today?

Chapter 675 Even if the son is already jealous like this, if this is a daughter, it is unimaginable

"But when I made the red envelope, I didn't think too much about it." Nan Jiashu explained innocently.

Nan Song looked at his nervous expression and thought it was a little funny.

"Why are you so nervous? I'm teasing you."

Nan Jiashu's expression was a bit complicated, and his tone was cautious: "Then I gave this red envelope to my little nephew, will you still give me living expenses?"

Nan Song: "."

In the end, of course she stuffed the red envelope back into Nan Jiashu's bag.

"Hold it yourself, you, you are my brother, I don't know you yet? I'm still a kid, can you think of such a thing as a red envelope with your pig brain? Tell me, who reminded you?"

Nan Jiashu was dumbfounded.

Pig brain?Have been offended.

"Fuck, sister, do you want to be so smart?"

Nan Song showed a warm (virtual) soft (false) smile: "Of course I'm smart because I'm smart, but more because you are too stupid."

Nan Jiashu was about to speak, but was interrupted by Shen Du who spoke suddenly——

"That's right. After all, the pig's hair comes from the pig's body. No matter how you calculate it, the money came from your sister, so there's no need to worry about it."

"That's right." Nan Song subconsciously agreed.

Nan Jiashu was stunned for a moment, then realized something, and then let out a series of insane pig laughter.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha.!"

Nan Song looked at him like a fool, and after two seconds, he also realized that he was about to hit Shen Du with his hand.

But because the person was on the recliner, it was inconvenient to hit someone. With a twist of his body, his waist was twisted, and Nan Song let out a cry of pain.

Seeing this, Shen Du frowned, and hurried forward to check.

Nan Song's eyes were quick and his hands were quick, and his small arms wrapped around his neck directly.

Shen Du later realized that he had been fooled, so he laughed helplessly at himself.

"Who do you call a pig?"

Nan Song's angry voice came from behind his ears.

Without hesitation, Shen Du immediately persuaded: "I'm a pig."

Seeing that he admitted his mistakes quickly enough, Nan Song slowly let go of his hand: "Well, it's not too bad."

Nan Jiashu stood by, originally with the mentality of watching a good show, but the more he watched, the more he felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere.

".Is this the end of the matter?"

Shen Du raised his eyebrows and looked at him, the meaning in his eyes was obvious: What do you want to say?
"You guys are fighting!" Nan Jiashu set fire to each other solemnly.

Nan Song glanced over with a gloomy eye knife, and the warning was quite obvious.

"."

Nan Jiashu misfired instantly.

Nan Song turned to look at Shen Du, wrapping his hands around his neck, his body language was full of coquettishness.

"How could I fight with my husband? I love my husband the most."

Not only Nan Jiashu, but even Shen Du couldn't help shivering, and got goosebumps all over his body.

Although her tone sounded sincere, based on past experience, he felt that Nan Song was probably acting.

But there is no way, his wife wants to act, so he has no choice but to accompany her.

Sure enough, Nan Song's move achieved good results, and Nan Jiashu almost vomited.

As soon as he opened his mouth, his voice trembled violently: "Sister, be normal, I'm afraid."

Nan Song smiled at his younger brother: "I'm normal, I usually look like this."

Nan Jia said: "."

Forget it, he said something wrong just now, and he admitted it.

"Okay, I can't afford to offend you. Let me go and play with my little nephew at the head office? You two can do whatever you want."

Nan Jiashu turned and walked towards the crib while talking.

After the Nan Song play was over, he put his hands down from Shen Du's neck, and brushed his long hair triumphantly.

Seeing that Shen Du was still looking at her obsessively, she was expressionless: "What are you doing here? I want to get up, you step aside, tool man."

Shen Du: "."

As soon as Nan Song finished speaking, he heard Nan Jiashu's excited voice.

"Sister, brother-in-law! My little nephew has opened his eyes!"

Nan Song paused when he got up from the recliner, and subconsciously looked up: "Really?!"

Shen Du also got up quickly and helped Nan Song up.

"Really, my little nephew has beautiful eyes."

Nan Jiashu is now focusing all his attention on the baby, and he didn't even lift his head when he spoke.

Nan Song and Shen Du walked to the crib, and they were both stunned. The milky and milky Xiaotuanzi opened his eyes, his pupils were shining, and he was curiously exploring the world.

Nan Song was so excited that he called Aunt Fu directly.

"Aunt Fu! Aunt Fu! The baby really opened its eyes!"

In the kitchen, Aunt Fu, who was preparing lunch for Nan Song, came out with a bowl with a smile on her face.

"Look at what I said, the young master must have heard our conversation just now, and can't wait to open his eyes to see Mom and Dad."

Shen Du brought Nan Song a chair and asked her to sit down. She looked at the baby with tenderness in her eyes.

"I think it must be because of me. My little nephew kisses me more, so he didn't open his eyes before. When I came to see him, he opened his eyes."

Nan Jiashu's tone was a little smug, as if asking for credit and reward.

Shen Du looked at him, thought for a second and then said: "Then shall I send you a red envelope?"

He didn't mean to be half serious about this question, the whole purpose was to tease Nan Jiashu.

Unexpectedly, Nan Jiashu was instantly elated, and looked at Shen Du with bright eyes: "Really, brother-in-law? Do you really want to send me a red envelope?"

"Of course it's fake." Shen Du showed an embarrassed yet polite smile, and poured cold water on him mercilessly.

Nan Jia said: "."

"I think the more correct statement is what Aunt Fu said. The baby must have opened his eyes because he couldn't wait to see his parents."

Nan Jiashu was shocked: "Brother-in-law, you even want to eat this kind of flying vinegar???"

"I'm going to eat."

Shen Du spit out these three words dryly.

Nan Jia said: "."

Nan Song: "."

Before the baby was born, this person wanted to have a daughter, so she directly made a guess——

If the baby is a son after birth, he will definitely be disgusted by this dog man.

result?Even want to eat vinegar with Nan Jiashu? ? ?
Just speechless.

Even if the son is already like this, it is unimaginable to have a daughter.

The opening of the baby's eyes seems to be a one-second action, but for parents, it is a particularly memorable event.

Because of the natural birth and good physical condition, Nan Song's body recovered relatively quickly.

Before lunch, she found out the Polaroid and the camera in a daze, and took several photos of the baby lying in the crib.

And it's the kind of shooting from all angles over and over again.

"Polaroid photo filters have a sense of story, and the photos taken by the camera are clear after being washed, so they are all necessary."

(End of this chapter)