Did the playwright couple get divorced today?

Chapter 95 Why does the operation between her and Shen Du look more and more like a PY transaction?
Soon, Nan Song felt like she was floating in a soft sea, and she was about to sink.

After Shen Du's three or two moves, Nan Song's psychological and physical defenses were completely defeated. The originally stiff white arms wrapped around his neck, while his slender legs wrapped around his waist.

Autumn night, the sky is high and the dew is thick, a crescent moon quietly lifts the veil, hanging quietly in the southwest sky, the cool moonlight shines down, coexisting with the tenderness of men and women.
When the two fell in love, Nan Song heard Shen Du's hoarse voice asking in her ear: "For the matter of preparing for pregnancy, let's coax it at the Shen family first."

Nan Song naturally understood the meaning of his words, raised his hand and gently brushed the strand of sweaty hair on his forehead to his ears, curled the corners of his lips, and smiled charmingly.

"What do you mean, let me help you lie together?"

"Mmm." Shen Du only uttered an indifferent and short syllable from his throat.

Nan Song laughed lightly, and breathed a little when he spoke: "For the sake of the fact that you make me very satisfied tonight, I promise you."

Seeing her tone of commenting on her skills, Shen Du's eyebrows and eyes sank, and the hand pinching her slender waist tightened even more.

"However, you have to promise me one condition."

"Say." Shen Du's voice was hoarse.

Nan Song cut to the chase: "You solve the matter I said on the phone that night."

"The marketing account spreading rumors?"

The body is comfortable and uncomfortable, forcing Nan Song to answer with the shortest syllable: "Yeah"

"it is good."

Under the flickering lights, a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of Nan Song's mouth.
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Nan Song woke up at ten o'clock the next morning. When he opened his eyes, he was alone on the bed.

She took a look at the time on her phone, and the shooting of the afternoon scene started at one o'clock.

Nan Song was lying on the bed, and the picture of him and Shen Du last night clearly came to mind. When one is focused on doing business, people naturally don't notice too many details.

But now after calming down overnight, Nan Song remembered that she and Shen Du seemed to have reached a deal in the second half of the process.

She raised her hand and rubbed her brows and thought for a while, oh, she promised him to help hide the Shen family's pregnancy preparation, and then he promised to solve the Weibo hot search by himself.

Thinking of this, Nan Song took his mobile phone and clicked on Weibo. The previous hot search was still in the top ten of the hot list. Because there were too many people discussing it, there was no trend of falling down.

But now, there is no trace of that entry on the hot search list, and the major marketing accounts that were forwarded before have also become as quiet as chickens. Even the content on the homepage has disappeared, and it seems that it was forced to delete it.

The entire online world presents a sense of cleanliness and peace.

"The speed of the shot is quite fast." Nan Song praised with satisfaction.

I didn't think there was anything wrong at first, but the more I thought about it, the more I felt something was wrong.

The two of them benefited from each other's operation, and it was a verbal agreement reached on the bed. Why did it look more and more like a PY transaction? ? ?
As soon as this idea popped up in his mind, Nan Song couldn't help feeling a chill in his heart, and quickly drove this weird idea out of his head.

Washing, matching clothes, eating lunch, she completed this series of things in just one hour, and then drove to the set.

Now that Shen Du has taken action to clear up all the rumors on the Internet, the next thing she needs to do is to find out if Xu Xintian did it.

Coincidentally, today there happened to be a rival scene between her and Xu Xintian. As soon as the filming of that scene was over, Xu Xintian was blocked by Nan Song by the small pond next to the pavilion.

The only difference is that she did not block from the front, but from the back. Xu Xintian, who was concentrating on making a phone call, did not notice the existence of the person behind her.

"What's going on? Who did it? All the news that was released before disappeared overnight. It can't be a ghost, right?"

There was a hint of questioning and anger in Xu Xintian's sweet voice, and the usual delicate tone had long since disappeared.

The person on the other end of the phone must have said something that dissatisfied her, Xu Xintian became more emotional, and kicked away the dead branch lying beside her feet.

"I entrusted you with this matter. I paid for it. Now you are just perfunctory me by saying you don't know the answer?"

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"What's wrong with someone behind her? Anyway, Shen Du won't help him!"

Nan Song was standing four or five meters away from Xu Xintian. She was leisurely leaning against a tree, listening to her with interest.

The picture of Xu Xintian yelling at the top of his voice and his body language is particularly rich, only reminded Nan Song of three words: crazy.

Xu Xintian seemed to be pissed off, and finally hung up the phone directly, with his hands on his hips, cursing "grass" in front of the air in a low voice.

The next second, when she turned around, she was completely stunned, followed by a shrill scream.

"what!!!"

Nan Song frowned slightly, with a look of displeasure on her face, brushing the broken hair on his forehead with his white and delicate fingertips, and his gaze fell on Xu Xintian's face.

Tonight was filming a scene at night in the script, and the moonlight was excellent, so the studio didn’t have too many lights. There was a circle of old trees planted next to the small pond, and the reflected moonlight was cut by the shadows of the trees, so the light was a bit blurry. dim.

The air is cool in the autumn night. Nan Song is wearing a cheongsam and wearing a thick coat, with her hands folded on her chest, her eyes are cold, half of her fair and delicate face is hidden in the shadow of the tree, her eyes look a little dark and unclear , it is inexplicably uneasy.

Xu Xintian, who was wearing a costume, looked a little pale, her eyes were full of shock after being frightened, and her voice was a little fluttering when she spoke.

"What are you doing?"

Nan Song's red lips parted slightly, but his tone was soft but covered with frost: "What do I want to do, don't you know?"

A rhetorical question made Xu Xintian even more afraid to look her in the eye.

Seeing her so cowardly, Nan Song felt a little funny in his heart.

It's just that to deal with a little green tea like Xu Xintian, she doesn't need to use all her skills at all.

Thinking of this, Nan Song picked out a very gentle tone, and said, "I said, why did you sneak into the grove with your mobile phone as soon as the filming ended before the director had time to tell you the details?" Now, are you talking bad about me?"

Hearing her coquettish tone, Xu Xintian couldn't control her hair, and retorted bravely, "When did I speak ill of you?"

"Oh? You didn't speak ill of me? Then how did I hear my husband's name just now?" Nan Song raised his eyebrows lightly.

Xu Xintian thumped in her heart, did she hear what she just said?
　Thank you Xu Jiuli for sending me Bing Kuo Luo!
　　Thank you for your red beans and recommended tickets!
　　


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