Did the playwright couple get divorced today?

Chapter 75 She smelled a sour smell of love, what happened?

In the next second, without thinking about it, he blurted out: "Of course I understand, why don't I understand!"

The voice fell, and the whole car fell into silence for an instant.

While driving, Nan Song recalled what Nan Jiashu said just now, and finally gradually realized the important point.

"You just said. Do you understand love?"

Nan Jiashu was sitting upright on his seat, looking at his nose, nose and heart, and said calmly: "Just talk casually."

After two seconds of silence, Nan Song sneered.

"Oh? Really? Are you sure you're just talking casually?"

"Then what else?" Nan Jiashu gritted his lips without changing his expression.

Nan Song glanced slightly sideways, glanced at Nan Jiashu from the corner of his eye, and sneered a second time, making the co-pilot feel a little creepy.

"Nan Jiashu, do you know that you have a habit since you were a child?"

Nan Jiashu was slightly stunned: "What habit?"

"In my memory, it was probably from the age of seven or eight that you would shake your legs every time you lied, crazily."

Nan Jiashu looked down subconsciously, his right leg was shaking violently.

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Looking at Nan Jiashu's speechless and frustrated expression, the smile on Nan Song's mouth became more and more rampant.

"Sister, are you a devil? Your insight is really sharp! It's amazing, I admire it."

While waiting for the red light, Nan Song turned his head and glanced at Nan Jiashu. The latter had a small expression of admiration, and even his eyes were shining brightly.

Nan Song smiled at him softly: "Of course I'm your sister, but don't try to change the topic for my old lady, or I'll beat you to the ground later."

The corner of Nan Jiashu's mouth twitched: "."

It seems that having a sister who cares about her in every detail is sometimes not a good thing.

But it is impossible to admit the truth, even in this life, Nan Jiashu thought silently in his heart.

"Sister, I didn't lie to you, I really just said it casually."

At this time, the time for the traffic light is up, Nan Song slowly stepped on the accelerator, nodded thoughtfully and said: "Well, since you are still so stubborn, then I will ask the question myself."

Nan Jiashu's heart skipped a beat, his lips moved slightly and he was about to speak, but was interrupted by Nan Song.

"The three of us went back to the Feili mansion together on the day after dinner at Nan's old house. We were almost there, but you got a call and left, saying that it was Liu Baiyu and the others who called you. Did they give you that call? Did you hit it?"

Nan Song said this in a calm tone, but Nan Jiashu heard a sharpness and sharpness from it.

"Yes, of course, but who else?"

Nan Song sighed softly, with a hint of pity in his tone.

"I don't know what happened to give you the illusion that your sister's hearing is bad. When you were answering the phone in the car, I heard the fuck, okay? That's obviously a girl calling you Yeah, are you still lying to me here?"

Just after finishing this sentence, Nan Song suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and before Nan Jiashu could speak, she spoke again.

"Also, when you were at your mother's tombstone, you asked her to bless you to get into the university you want to go to after the college entrance examination. I asked you what the name of the school is, and you pretended not to hear me and didn't answer me. Which school you want to go to is your secret." What? Did you make an appointment with some girl to take the exam together?"

When Nan Song asked these questions, he mastered the tone and rhythm of his speech very well, almost no different from the police interrogating prisoners.

Nan Jiashu's psychological defense, who was still desperately struggling just now, completely collapsed.

After Nan Song asked the question he wanted to ask, he glanced sideways at Nan Jiashu from the corner of his eye slightly, and the frustrated expression on the little bastard's face instantly amused her.

"Why are you so sad? Don't you just want to know more about you? Come on, tell me, is there someone you like at school?"

Feeling Nan Song's cute tone, Nan Jiashu silently called Shen Du in his heart——

Brother-in-law, hurry up and have a baby with my sister so that she can take her attention away from me.
Things have developed to the point where Nan Jiashu knew that he couldn't hide the truth, so he had to show his cards.

"Okay, I admit, I have someone I like."

The corners of Nan Song's lips curled slightly, and he smiled with satisfaction: "Well, that's right, a man dares to be brave."

After finishing speaking, he said: "Then the question is, is it your unrequited love? Or are you two in love?"

Nan Jiashu raised his eyebrows lightly: "What question are you asking? I am such an attractive person, the girl I like must also like me."

Nan Song let out a light snort, and instantly figured out a problem. No wonder she felt more and more like the little bastard and the dog man recently. It turned out that it was all reflected in the point of narcissism.

The two of them came all the way to chat, even the time passed faster, and the car soon stopped at the school gate of Yuncheng No. [-] Middle School.

Nan Jiashu unbuckled her seat belt and was about to get out of the car, but Nan Song's great curiosity drove her again.

"Do you have a picture of that girl? Show me."

Nan Jiashu pretended to think seriously for a second, and said generously: "All right, since you want to see it so much, then I will satisfy you."

Nan Song looked at the arrogant little bastard, the corners of his lips curled up, it was amazing to have love, his tail was so fucking up to the sky.

Nan Jiashu took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket. Nan Song saw him click on the photo album, then directly click into a specially named folder, and then put the mobile phone in front of her.

"Look, this album is full of her photos, more than 100!"

Hearing this incomparably arrogant tone, Nan Song frowned slightly. As a person who has been married for almost two years, she smelled a sour smell of love. What's the matter? ? ?

Nan Song raised his wrist to take the phone, slowly turned it down, looked at it, and finally found something wrong——

"Nan Jiashu, so you are a dog licker, you, most of these photos were taken secretly by you, either when she was eating or when she was walking, why are you so like a stalker?"

Nan Jiashu was unhappy: "What dog licking? What stalker? I'm good at recording good things, ok?"

Nan Song looked at him with sharp eyes: "Good at recording good things? Why didn't I realize that you still have this habit?"

When Nan Jiashu heard this question, his expression was a little more serious than before. After thinking for two seconds, he said in a deep voice, "Because I didn't meet true love before, but now, I have."

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Nan Song had goose bumps all over his body.

His eyes fell back to the phone screen. The girl in the photo had fair skin, clear eyebrows and eyes, and her hair was tied into a high ponytail. She was lying on the table and writing practice questions seriously.

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