Did the playwright couple get divorced today?

Chapter 686 "Of course I can do it, aren't I just a brat? I still can't do it?"

Even the hot pot barbecue snail noodles?
The other reporters at the scene were also amused by Nan Song's words.

After accepting all the interviews, Nan Song returned to his lounge and made a WeChat video call immediately.

In the Feili Mansion, Shen Du went upstairs with Sui Bao in his arms, and put the fragrant and soft little guy into the crib full of security.

The crib is next to the big bed, which is the kind that can be seen by leaning forward a little.

The mobile phone on the table rang, Shen Du walked over, and when he saw the words "Kiss my wife" displayed on the screen, the corners of his lips twitched.

Slender fingers pressed the answer button.

Although I really want to congratulate her on winning the Best Actress Award, Shen Jingwang Du still intends to ask about the happy chat with that male model first.

The man moved his lips and was about to speak, but was interrupted by Nan Song -

"Where is Sui Bao? Is Sui Bao asleep? Quickly move the camera over and let me see Sui Bao!"

Those expectant eyes, that urgent tone, seemed to regard his husband as air.

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Shen Du was silent and didn't speak.

Nan Song urged again: "What are you doing in a daze? Go quickly, I want to see my precious son."

Shen Du's inner OS: Have you forgotten your precious husband? ? ?

Nan Song couldn't read his mental activities, and his mind was all on Sui Bao.

Shen Du moved the camera of his mobile phone to Sui Bao in the crib. The little guy was sleeping soundly, his eyelashes were long and dense, and a small lump of soft flesh puffed out on both cheeks.

Nan Song looked at Sui Bao's small face, and wanted to poke him, but he couldn't do it now.

When you think about it, think about it.

"You reach out to help me poke Sui Bao's little face, rounded up, it's me who poked it."

"? No way." Shen Du resolutely refused.

"why?"

"If I poke him, if I poke him awake, won't I have to coax him when he cries? You won't have a backache when you stand and talk."

Nan Song: "Where is Aunt Fu? Isn't there Aunt Fu? And just a light poke, how can it be so easy to wake up."

"Auntie Fu's husband has appendicitis. I will take care of her for one night. I will come back tomorrow morning."

Nan Song nodded: "Okay."

"Then you will take care of Suibao tonight? Can you do it?"

When she said this, her tone was quite normal, but Shen Du saw a hint of contempt in Nan Song's eyes.

He raised his eyebrows: "Of course I can do it, aren't I just a brat? I still can't handle it?"

Nan Song felt a strong arrogance from his tone.

"All right, all right, you're very good. Anyway, if you encounter any questions that you don't understand, just call Aunt Fu or ask me."

"Ok, I know."

After Shen Du finished speaking, he added another sentence: "But with all due respect, it seems useless to ask you, after all, you also look like you don't know anything about it."

Nan Song: ".Are you polite?"

Shen Du chuckled, and was about to say "I'm teasing you", when Nan Song suddenly spoke first.

"All right, that's it, hang up."

With that said, Nan Song stretched out his hand to press the hang up button.

"Wait a moment."

She stopped and looked at Shen Du in the camera: "What's wrong? Is there anything else?"

Shen Du looked at Nan Song's frank and ignorant expression, and felt that he was going to lose his temper.

"You know how to ask your son after playing a video? Don't you know how to ask me? Don't you think you are a little indifferent?"

Nan Song paused for a moment, and then a thought came to him: "Is it still too late for me to ask you now? Is it too late? What are you doing?"

A mouthful of old blood had already flowed to Shen Du's throat: "."

"It's too late, I'm already angry."

Nan Song's eyes widened, his expression was full of "I'm not Sister Li".

"Why are you angry? Just because I only asked Shirble but not you? Then I didn't think that you, an adult, would have any problems. Besides, didn't we just separate yesterday? We don't miss you so much, right? "

Shen Du looked at this heartless woman, and silently gritted his back molars.

"That male model, why did you chat so happily with him?"

This topic started too suddenly, and Nan Song didn't react for a while: "What male model? Who did I chat with?"

"The one sitting next to you." Shen Du said in a cold voice, his face turning black into a charcoal.

After finishing speaking, he added: "The one who shot the wedding dress commercial with you before."

Nan Song suddenly realized: "Oh, you said Samuel?"

Shen Du looked impatient: "I don't care whether you are Sa Mier or not, I just want to ask you why you chatted so happily with him? Why did you laugh like a dog? Why did you look at the phone with him? What were you looking at? Also, why are you wearing someone else's blazer?"

After finishing some output, Shen Du suddenly remembered something, and his eyes moved down to Nan Song.

"And you're still wearing someone else's coat now! Nan Song, I need an explanation."

Nan Song was dumbfounded by his series of questions, blinked his peach blossom eyes glowing with water, and held back for a long time before finally choking out a beautiful Chinese sentence——

"Are you a fool?"

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Being scolded came too suddenly, Shen Du felt aggrieved all of a sudden: "What do you mean? Not only did you not explain, you also scolded me? Scolded me?"

Nan Song was originally standing by the floor-to-ceiling window, so he simply turned around and sat down on the chair, with a look of "Then I will have a good talk with you today".

"After all, Samuel and I have worked together, and we have a good impression of each other. The seats happened to be arranged together at the film festival. It's normal to have a few small talk, why are you jealous?"

"I looked at the phone with him and laughed like a dog, because we were watching the video of Suibao that you sent me, my son is so cute, I can't show it off? And it was Samuel who took the initiative Ask me what I'm looking at."

Nan Song was about to continue explaining about the suit jacket when he heard Shen Du ask, "Why did he ask you? Is he familiar with you? Does he understand what a sense of boundary is?"

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Nan Song was speechless: "Can you listen to me first? Do you think your life is too long? Do you want to be beaten?"

Shen Du lost his temper for a moment: "Okay, tell me."

"That blazer, that's my clothes, not anyone else's."

Shen Du: ".? But that's clearly a men's suit jacket."

Nan Song was expressionless: "Well, it is indeed men's clothes, but who stipulated that women can't wear men's clothes? I just bought that at the shopping mall last night! I just fell in love with its style, can't you?" !"

Nan Song became more and more angry as he spoke, and finally roared directly. Shen Du was so frightened that his body trembled, and he didn't dare to say a word.

(End of this chapter)