Did the playwright couple get divorced today?

Chapter 360 "If I really want to eat your tofu, I have already eaten it just now, do I need to wait until now?"

After staring at the person in front of him for a while, the corners of Shen Du's lips twitched slightly.

He looked away, leaned the back of his head against the wall behind him, and continued to stand quietly for a while.

Silently memorizing a few mathematical formulas in my heart, I finally noticed that the discomfort in my body was gradually easing.

In a certain gap, when Nan Song was about to fall asleep leaning against Shen Du and the wall, a voice floated into her ears.

"Let's go."

Nan Song's consciousness was in a daze, his mind was a little unclear, and he asked subconsciously with a dazed face: "Where are you going?"

Shen Du looked at her as if looking at a fool: "Of course I'm going out, do you still want to stay here?"

The embarrassing scene just now appeared in Nan Song's mind instantly, and she suddenly became sober as if she was something.

"No, no, I don't mean that, let's go."

"Wait." Shen Du suddenly grabbed her wrist.

Nan Song was a little puzzled and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I'll go ahead."

After finishing speaking, Shen Du turned around and walked towards the exit of the empty space, but the hand holding Nan Song's wrist did not let go.

She didn't find it strange either, and followed up lightly.

When he walked to the exit, Shen Du glanced at the left and right sides of the outside, and then pulled Nan Song out.

When the two of them walked to the wide road, they felt the cool wind in the air, and a few leaves floated down from their heads and landed at their feet.

Nan Song exhaled deeply, and finally felt relieved.

Turning his eyes, seeing that his hand was still being held by Shen Du, he raised his eyebrows and said, "How long do you want to hold me? Eat my tofu?"

Her ending was slightly raised, with a hint of provocation.

When Shen Du heard Nan Song's words, he looked at her, and saw that she had returned to her usual appearance of a fearless young lady, as if she wasn't the one who was so scared to death just now.

He didn't let go of his hand right away, but with a force on his wrist, he pulled Nan Song a step closer to him.

Nan Song didn't expect Shen Du to behave like this suddenly, he was completely unprepared and almost bumped into his arms.

His strength was not small, and her wrist was pulled so painfully.

Shen Du looked down at her, and Nan Song had to raise his head slightly. At this moment, the distance between the two of them was so close that they could even feel each other's warm breath dissipating in the wind.

"If I really wanted to eat your tofu, I would have eaten it when I was there just now. Do you think I need to wait until now?"

The meaning of Shen Du's words is very dangerous, and Nan Song can feel it clearly.

On the quiet street, the teenagers and girls stood in a very intimate posture, and they were deadlocked for ten seconds.

In the end, Nan Song was defeated first, sucked his nose, raised his hand to brush the broken hair on his forehead, and found that it was already wet with sweat.

It was at this very second that Shen Du suddenly let go of her wrist, and Nan Song was accidentally thrown a small stagger.

"In the future, there will be one less National People's Congress wandering the streets at night, and there will be more bad guys than you can imagine."

After saying this, Shen Du turned around and walked forward. After walking a few steps, he didn't hear the people behind him speaking. He stopped and stood there for two seconds, then turned his head to look.

It was found that Nan Song was squatting on the ground, covering his stomach with his hands, and his expression looked very painful.

Shen Du frowned and looked at her, he was alive and kicking one second, why did he suddenly look like this the next second?

After thinking for a moment, he confidently came to a conclusion: she was faking it.

"Hey."

Shen Du opened his mouth, not even bothering to call his name.

Nan Song still squatted on the ground in the same posture just now, with his head buried and motionless, as if he was no different from a sculpture.

Shen Du frowned, why didn't he pay attention to others?
At any rate, he just saved her, so this person is a bit too heartless.

He stepped closer, stood in front of Nan Song, and asked, "what's the matter with you?"

The girl's slender shoulders moved, and finally raised her head with difficulty, looked at Shen Du, and said, "I'm not feeling well, it hurts."

Shen Du froze for a moment, pain?
He still stood like that, without squatting down, Nan Song could only see his white shoes and his beautiful ankle with protruding bones.

"Where do you hurt?"

Looking at her, Shen Du had a faint guess in his heart. Before Nan Song could answer, he asked again: "You don't mean you want me to send you to the hospital right now? Let me tell you, no matter where you hurt, it's impossible ,I am going home."

Nan Song shook his head with difficulty, looking at Shen Du with pitiful eyes.

He didn't know if it was his own illusion, he even felt that there were tears in her eyes.

"No, my aunt is here, and my stomach hurts."

Shen Du: "."

In fact, when she was hiding by the wall just now, she had already started to have a dull pain in her abdomen, but the pain at that time was not as strong as it is now, so she carried it hard for a while.

Now, it is completely unbearable.

Shen Du stood where he was, with the tip of his tongue against his chin, and looked at both sides of the main road with his hands on his hips. It was empty, with no cars or people.

In the end, he pursed his lips and looked down at the people on the ground.

"Then what do we do now? What do you need?"

When Nan Song heard his question, he opened his mouth to speak, but the syllables were a little vague, and Shen Du couldn't hear clearly.

He had no choice but to squat down, squatting in front of Nan Song: "What did you say?"

"I need aunt towels, a pair of clean pants, and hot water."

Shen Du pursed his thin lips, lost in thought.

"It's late at night, where can I find clean pants for you?"

Aunt towels and hot water can go to the 24-hour convenience store to have a look, but clean pants?Forgive him for being helpless.

Nan Song's face was pale, and there were fine beads of sweat on his smooth and fair forehead, even on the tip of his nose.

Her eyes fell on Shen Du's legs, and she forced herself to speak solemnly while holding back the pain, "Aren't you just wearing a pair of pants?"

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Shen Du really didn't expect her to say such a shameless sentence.

"Nan Song, are you still human?"

"When necessary, you can also be inappropriate"

Shen Du didn't want to continue arguing with her on this topic, so he proposed another solution: "I'll help you take a taxi now and take you home."

Nan Song immediately refused: "No, no, no."

"why not?"

She raised her head and looked at Shen Du: "Look at me now, isn't it terrible? I have already called my mother and said that I am staying at a friend's house tonight, and if I come home so suddenly, she will be scared Arrived."

Hearing what Nan Song said, Shen Du subconsciously looked her up and down.

The high ponytail that was originally tied on the top of the head probably fell away while hiding from those people running wildly just now. At this moment, I don't even know where it was thrown.

Her hair was disheveled, and a few strands were wet with sweat, lying casually on her cheeks.

(End of this chapter)