Did the playwright couple get divorced today?

Chapter 680

Nan Song and Shen Du looked at each other, and they both saw bewilderment and helplessness from each other's faces.

The cry of a child is different from that of an adult, especially a baby like Suibao who is a few months old.

His cry was loud and sharp, and when he howled out, Nan Song felt that his heavenly spirit cover was about to be pierced by howling.

She turned her head and looked at Shen Du: "What should we do now?"

Shen Du looked at Sui Bao: "I don't know either."

After a while, he pondered: "Do you think he is hungry?"

"It shouldn't be, I just fed him milk, so he won't be hungry so fast, right?"

Shen Du touched his chin with his fingers, and said, "Who knows, try feeding him."

Although Nan Song felt that it was unlikely that he was hungry, but now they were not sure about the needs of this little guy, so they could only try one by one.

She lifted Sui Bao from the bed and nursed the little one.

In just a split second, the sharp crying stopped abruptly, and the little guy was eating deliciously.

Nan Song: "...he seems to be really hungry."

"Look at the way he's gobbling it up, he's obviously hungry, little hungry ghost."

After Shen Du finished speaking, his eyes fell on Nan Song's face: "I found that you two are really alike in this respect."

"Huh? What?" Nan Song didn't understand.

"Hungry several meals a day, eat several meals."

"."

Nan Song: "Who are you mocking?"

Shen Du stretched out his hand and rubbed the top of her hair, his movements were gentle and pampering: "I'm not mocking, I just praised you two for being cute."

Sui Bao, who was breastfeeding happily, seemed to feel something, and suddenly stopped, with his round head tilted, looking towards his father.

Shen Du's gaze and Sui Bao's gaze met in the air.

Gradually, Sui Bao's small eyebrows frowned.

Nan Song noticed it, raised his leg and kicked Shen Du's calf: "I'm frowning for you to say bad things about Sui Bao!"

Shen Du who had been kicked stared at his son in a daze, sighing silently in his heart.

Is this really a baby just over a month old? ? ?

Really immature? ? ?
Nan Song and Sui Bao talked to each other: "Hey Sui Bao, we don't know as much as stinky baba, we eat grandma, we eat grandma"

How gentle and gentle the tone of the voice should be.

Sui Bao felt her mother's comfort, turned his little head back to the original angle, and continued to babble.

Shen Du frowned slightly, looking at Nan Song, she felt his gaze, and looked up.

"What are you looking at me for?"

Shen Du's brain twitched, and he blurted out unconsciously: "I want to eat grandma too."

"."

Seeing Nan Song looking at him like an idiot, Shen Du reacted instantly and quickly explained.

"No, that's not what I meant. I made a mistake. I wanted to say that I also want to be comforted and coaxed by you."

Nan Song gave him a big roll of eyes.

The meaning in the eyes is obvious: you are thinking about farting.

"."

Shen Du pursed his lips and stopped talking.

Anyway, no matter when, where and what plot, in short, he will always be the one who is disliked?
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This afternoon, while eating fruit, Nan Song flipped through the calendar and found that the Golden Rose Film Festival was only ten days away.

She put down the strawberries in her hand, walked to the mirror in the closet and looked herself up and down.

She has increased the amount of exercise during this period, so the lines of her legs and hands are tighter than before.

But Nan Song was not very satisfied with the waist line.

She had already customized the gown for the Golden Rose Film Festival, and it was delivered by the designer and craftsman of the brand in person yesterday, and it is hanging in a separate compartment of the closet right now.

Nan Song thought for a while, then simply took out the dress from the closet and put it on himself for comparison.

While comparing, he muttered: "Well, the effect of the waist is indeed a bit worse."

As she hung the gown back up, a new plan popped into her head—

Before attending the Golden Rose Film Festival, the waist circumference was reduced by another two centimeters.

She was so fond of that dress, and since she wanted to wear it, she had to wear it with the most beautiful and stunning effect.

Women are not ruthless, and their status is unstable.

"Yeah!" Nan Song silently cheered himself up.

So, for the next ten days, Nan Song spent time in the gym.

Sui Bao was taken care of by Aunt Fu, so Shen Du also concentrated on dealing with work matters for a period of time.

Business trips and overnight stays at the company, etc., the number of times I went home in the past ten days has decreased.
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On the morning of June [-]th, Shen Du came back from Yunyi.

As soon as he entered the bedroom, he saw Nan Song packing his suitcase.

"when's the flight?"

"Five p.m."

The Golden Rose Film Festival is held in Beicheng, and it only takes less than two hours to fly there from Yuncheng.

This time in the past, it only needed to delay for two days, so I didn’t bring much. Nan Song chose a small 20-inch carry-on case.

While putting something inside, she looked up at Shen Du: "Why did you come back suddenly?"

Shen Du raised his hand to unbutton his suit, and then loosened his tie. There was a hint of nobility and a little bit of charm in his chic movements.

The movement of Nan Song's hands suddenly stopped, and he began to be distracted.

Sure enough, one thing that was written in those Ba Zong romance novels I read before is correct——

A good-looking man not only has a face that can kill people, but he is also handsome when he unbuttons his suit and loosens his tie.

"The company's affairs are almost handled, and you're leaving today, so I'll come back."

After finishing speaking, he asked for Nan Song's opinion: "Shall we go out to eat at noon?"

"Leave Sui Bao home alone? Wouldn't it be a little disrespectful of martial arts?"

"Isn't Auntie Fu still there? I'll go and tell her right away that I don't need to cook at noon."

Nan Song was still pursing his lips and thinking, Shen Du threw out another tempting message: "And don't you want to eat hot pot? We'll eat it later."

Hearing the word "hot pot", Nan Song's eyes lit up instantly.

"Really? Eat hot pot?"

"of course."

Nan Song stuffed the last thing into the suitcase, then buckled it down with a "snap", and got up quickly.

"Go! Go eat hot pot!"

That excited look seemed to have turned the sentence "Will you be a little bit disrespectful of martial arts" just now into a joke.

Seeing her happy look, Shen Du hooked his lips: "Change clothes."

"it is good!"

Nan Song quickly walked towards the closet.

After Shen Du took off his suit jacket, he raised his wrist and glanced at the time on the watch, thoughtfully.

"You bring your suitcase, we'll go out to eat hot pot, and then go to the movies after eating, the time should be almost there, and then I'll drive you to the airport directly."

Nan Song turned around with a slightly surprised expression: "Will you still watch a movie?"

"Well, I also suddenly remembered that I want to watch a movie with you."

Nan Song thought about it and agreed.

(End of this chapter)