Did the playwright couple get divorced today?

Chapter 681 "I'll take care of you when I come back from the film festival." Shen Du: I still have a little expectation
She put on some makeup, and half an hour later, the two of them went out.

On the way to the hot pot restaurant, Nan Song couldn't hold back his curiosity, and asked, "So this is the first time we've lived together after giving birth to Suibao?"

Shen Du looked in the direction ahead with a calm expression, but there was a smile in his eyes: "Well, yes."

Nan Song chuckled happily.

At this point in time, there is no traffic jam on the road, and the car can drive smoothly all the way.

As it was driving, Shen Du suddenly remembered something.

"Speaking of which, didn't the film festival invite family members to participate?"

Nan Song admired his slender and white fingers, and felt that he could do a manicure later.

"This is a film festival, you think it's a commercial reception, and you bring your family."

"Oh." Shen Du responded lightly.

Nan Song admired his beautiful hands for a while, and then realized belatedly.

She turned her head and looked at Shen Du who was driving with a sly smile.

"What? Do you want to go?"

Shen Du's expression didn't change, and he said in a light tone: "It's okay, let's think about it normally."

Damn, I'll give my opinion to the person in charge of the Golden Rose Film Festival later.

How could his family members not sit down to witness the glorious moment when his wife won the award?
outrageous.

Yes, even though it is not yet known who will win the Best Actress award, Shen Du subconsciously feels that it is his wife.

"The official of the film festival didn't say that family members can be brought, but there will be a live broadcast tomorrow, and then you can watch it at home, it's the same."

After finishing speaking, he added: "By the way, remember to watch it with Sui Bao."

Hearing this, Shen Du glanced sideways at her.

"What do you mean by that, you think you will win the prize?"

Nan Song bit his lip and thought for a moment, then said: "I can tell you about my mental activities, but you can't laugh at me."

"No, tell me."

Speaking of this, Nan Song became interested, wishing to put his legs on the seat.

"That's right, I don't know why this happened. I was really clueless before, thinking that this award could fall into anyone's hands, so I never thought about it."

"But in the past few days, the closer the film festival is, the more mental activities I have. I always feel that I will be the one who will win the best actress. It's a bit funny to say that I even had a dream one night half a month ago. I dreamed that I won an award, and everyone present was applauding for me."

"I also happily kicked my legs a few times. Damn, it felt so real in the dream, and now I think I feel like I was there!"

After Nan Song finished talking, he found that Shen Du's expression became a little complicated.

"You won't laugh at me if you say so! Although I really want to win the prize, woo woo woo woo."

Seeing her start to act like a weeping girl, Shen Du glanced at her in the mirror.

"I'm not going to laugh at you, but I just realized what you said just now, so that night I always felt that I was kicked inexplicably under the bed, but it's not inexplicable, so you kicked me??? "

Nan Song blinked and blinked: "When did I kick you?"

"You just kicked, and you were still muttering, saying something like 'thanks everyone I will continue to work hard', you kicked my ass, my ass hurt for two days, just because I was busy later, I forgot Ask you about this."

".Kick it, kick it. I didn't mean it!"

Seeing her upright look, Shen Du couldn't help but laugh, and was instantly adored by her puffy look on her hips.

"Well, kick it, kick it, as long as you are happy."

What else could he do but be a lowly puppy dog?

Nan Song looked at Shen Du with complicated eyes.

Isn't this dog man a bit masochistic?

Waiting for the gap between the traffic lights, the car didn't move, Nan Song looked at the man's beautiful profile, and a bold idea came to his mind.

She leaned over, approached Shen Du, and kissed him on the lips.

The incident happened so suddenly, Shen Du didn't have time to react at all, Nan Song retreated before he asked in a daze: "Why? I'm driving."

Nan Song's peach-blossom pupils are upturned, showing a hint of seductiveness.

"I'm driving too"

The soft and glutinous tone penetrated into Shen Du's ears, and Nan Song's weak and boneless hand put on his thigh unceremoniously.

It's fine if it's just to put it on, but she still caresses it in circles.

Between the strength, there was an ambiguous and sticky feeling that could not be explained clearly.

Shen Du felt a tickle: "."

Well, this woman is indeed driving.

The traffic light stopped, and he looked at the charming little woman in front of him, and forgot to step on the gas pedal without noticing it.

It wasn't until the sound of the horn honking came from behind that he reacted belatedly.

"Good, don't make trouble."

Nan Song withdrew his hand happily like a fairy.

"Now you want to drive. Of course I won't make trouble. When the film festival is over, I go back to Yuncheng and see how I deal with you."

Shen Du: "."

Think about it, what is going on with a little expectation?

After eating the hot pot, Shen Du accompanied Nan Song to get a manicure, and then the two of them went to see a movie.

Today, because he is in a good mood, Nan Song didn't wear a mask, and just appeared in public places so openly.

Along the way, there were many people who recognized her, and those who came forward to sign autographs and take photos, were all rejected by Shen Du.

Before the movie started, Nan Song teased him with a smile: "If you just help me reject people who want to take pictures and sign autographs, it's easy for me to be accused of playing big names. Maybe people will turn around and complain about me on Weibo." gone."

Shen Du's explanation was well-founded: "Today is our private itinerary. All the behaviors that come to ask you for a group photo and autograph are bothering you. It is our right to refuse."

Nan Song laughed lightly.

After watching the movie, Shen Du drove her to the airport.

Before parting, Nan Song asked Shen Du: "Just now I was thinking about going to eat hot pot, but I just glanced at Sui Bao, and I forgot to say goodbye to the little guy before leaving. When you get home later, say something nice for me Let Sui Bao not remember her mother's grudge."

Shen Du: "? He understands shit."

Nan Song hammered his shoulder with a fist the size of a sandbag: "Say it or not!"

"Tell me, let me tell you."
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At 57:3 p.m. on June [-]th, Shen Du came down from upstairs [-] minutes early and sat on the sofa in the living room.

Aunt Fu knew that he was going to watch the live broadcast of the Golden Rose Film Festival with Sui Bao tonight, so she changed the little guy into comfortable clothes, pants and socks early on, and put the little Sui Bao in a soft and fragrant crib inside.

The baby bottle contained breast milk, and Shen Du was scalding it with boiling water.

(End of this chapter)