Did the playwright couple get divorced today?

Chapter 633 Was it he who made that bitch's chirping sound just now? ? ?
Without even thinking about it, Shen Du just threw these two words in the past.

He was walking aggressively at first, but when he reached the door of the bedroom, he stopped in his tracks.

After all, a person's temperament of being afraid of his wife cannot be hidden.

Oh, Shen Du, Shen Du, I really didn't expect you to be so cowardly.

He silently cursed a dirty word in his heart, perfectly interpreting what it means to "be so cruel that you even scold yourself".

Then——the doorknob was turned lightly, and the door was lightly entered.

Shen Du was very careful throughout the whole process, for fear of making the slightest noise.

She almost wrote the word "counseling" directly on her face.

Nan Song is particularly unhappy when sleeping, the curtains in the bedroom are tightly drawn, the light in the whole space is very dim, but there is an inexplicable sense of peace of mind.

Because the scent of the scented candle that Nan Song likes to use before going to bed is floating in the air.

It's sage sea salt.

Shen Du closed the door gently, first stood by the door and looked at the person sleeping on the bed for a long time, then walked over lightly.

There was a layer of thin velvet carpet on the floor, and there was actually no sound at all when walking on it, Shen Du took a few steps before he realized it.

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Just speechless, he is already scared to this extent, isn't he? ? ?
Shen Du sat down by the bed, put his arms on Nan Song's side, and looked down at her.

Nan Song's expression was very peaceful, and he didn't intend to wake up at all.

Shen Du was thinking about whether to get under the covers and sleep for a while, but felt that if Nan Song woke up and found that he had slept on the bed without authorization, he would definitely kick him off without mercy.

No need, really no need.

But my wife smells so good, he really wants to hug her.

Looking at Nan Song's beautiful and peaceful sleeping face, Shen Du couldn't hold back the temptation after all.

It's fine if you want to hug secretly, as long as you don't get caught, he won't be beaten, hehe.

Thinking of this, Shen Du bent down confidently, opened his arms and hugged the person in his arms.

But because he was worried about waking Nam Song up, his strength was very light.

Nan Song smelled very good, Shen Du buried his face in her hair and took a deep breath.

At first, he thought it was quite romantic, but after taking a sip, he felt that he was like that perverted obscene man, and he felt weird in his heart.

Enough hugging and smelling enough, Shen Du got up and moved away, but met Nan Song's eyes when he retreated halfway.

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The air was quiet for a second, and Shen Du's mind went blank for a second.

A person who was sleeping with his eyes closed last second suddenly opened his eyes this second.

Needless to say, the horror index of this scene is worth several stars.

Obviously, Shen Du also overestimated his guts, and directly called out——

"what!"

It's just that the voice line is not the same as usual.

In the middle of the call, he raised his hand to cover his mouth in panic.

what's the situation? ? ?
He was the one who made that bitch's chirping sound just now? ? ?
He was scared and changed his voice? ? ?

Shen Du opened his eyes wide, looking at Nan Song without blinking.

Nan Song also looked back at him calmly, with an expression of sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai.

The air was quiet for a few seconds, and Shen Du finally regained his strength.

He put down his hand covering his mouth and looked at Nan Song with a trace of shyness in his eyes.

Nan Song also caught his gaze very keenly, and just said: ".Have you taken the aphrodisiac?"

Shen Du: "."

It's early in the morning, what the hell are you talking about?
And judging from her tone of voice and level of sobriety, it doesn't look like she just woke up
Shen Du frowned slightly and fell into deep thought.

"I didn't take aphrodisiac, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Nan Song still had the same look of sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai, he curled his lips into a faint smile, and there was a hint of malice in his eyes.

"If you haven't eaten, why are your eyes so drawn?"

Shen Du: ".What? Eyes drawn?"

"Yeah." Nan Song nodded.

Seeing the bewildered expression of the man in front of her, she realized something.

"I don't understand what it means to have drawn eyes?"

Shen Du shook his head calmly: "I don't understand."

After finishing speaking, he added: "I only know that the dish called shredded apples can be shredded."

Nan Song: "."

"Then do you know what drooling is?"

Shen Du nodded solemnly this time: "I know this, it's Jiang Jiangniangniang when kissing."

".You are quite good at describing, then you put the feeling of drawing saliva on the drawing of eyes, which means that they are both lingering and rascal."

Shen Du nodded thoughtfully: "Well, I seem to understand—"

Nan Song completed the last sentence for him: "It seems that you don't understand?"

"Ah."

Nan Song looked at him and noticed that he hesitated to speak, but he kept silent and said nothing.

The two of them stared at each other silently, and in the end it was Shen Du who spoke first.

"I understand, but I don't fully understand, so, do you want to try it with me?"

"try what?"

"Saliva drawing."

Nan Song: "."

In fact, it means a French wet kiss, but now that she hears it like this, why does she feel so disgusted? ? ?
"I do not want."

"come on."

"Do not."

"Come on, wife."

Shen Du began to grind hard, and even got involved.

He bent down, and when Nan Song's slender waist was embraced, it was as if an electric current had flowed through his whole body.

Damn, Nan Song, are you promising?Shivering just by being touched lightly?Do you have any guts left?
Seeing Shen Du getting closer, his whole body was almost lying on top of her.

Nan Song raised his leg slightly, and in the silent bedroom, the man let out a scream.

After the scream, there is a very beautiful Chinese quintessence: "Fuck"

Nan Song looked at him apologetically: "Baby, if I say I didn't do it on purpose, will you believe me?"

Shen Du supported the bed with his left hand, and covered a certain part of himself with his right hand. In the dim light, he slowly raised his eyes, and there were two flames in his eyes looking at Nan Song.

There is still a little resentment in these two flames.

"Baby, guess what?"

Shen Du almost uttered these five words through gritted teeth, with hatred in his tone, of course, the kind of cowardly hatred.

Nan Song looked at him and replied in a tentative tone: "I guess, you may not."

Shen Du showed an embarrassed yet polite smile.

"Then, no, just, okay?"

In the early morning, Nan Song's thinking was a little bit off.

Suddenly I remembered that I was still angry, why are I talking and laughing with this dog man here again?
After recalling this episode in her mind, she stretched out her hand to push Shen Du away a little, and looked at him coldly.

Although there was a lot of pain in a certain part of the body because of Nan Song's head just now.

(End of this chapter)