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Chapter 688 God damn little milk dog, little wolf dog, can't he be a person? ? ?
[Xiaoyingzi: Oh my god, the domineering president looks soft and cute, sorry for my lack of ability, I can't imagine it! 】

[Love to help me Xin: I can't even imagine it!So Songsong can post a Weibo and describe it in detail? (star eyes)]

[Yi: So, the domineering and ruthless President Shen that we outsiders usually see is actually a little milk dog in front of us Songsong? ? 】

[Only eat a bite of meat: It may also be that the attributes of the little milk dog and the little wolf dog are both, and Song Song's happiness is really beyond our imagination. (dog head)]

Shen Du: "."

God damn little milk dog, little wolf dog.

Why can't he escape the fate of being compared to a dog?
Can't he be a human being? ? ?

Shen Du exited the comment area, and clicked into two other hot search entries with Nan Song's name.

The fact that Nan Song won the Best Actress Award at the Golden Rose Film Festival has swept all major news and information apps, but only Weibo has the most complete number of beautiful photos.

The official Weibo account of the Golden Rose Film Festival specially posted an exclusive congratulatory Weibo account for each of the award-winning actors, and also carried out an Aite.

Regarding the content of Nan Song, there are a total of [-] beautiful photos, and every two photos are combined into one, occupying the entire nine squares.

Shen Du went in to read one by one, and kept them one by one.

He originally thought that it would be enough to save two or three photos. After all, no matter how beautiful the photos are, they are no better than Nan Song in reality.

But what he didn't expect was that every photo of his wife is so good to look at, and he really wants to save every photo.
I even happily put on a new wallpaper and a new WeChat chat background.
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At six o'clock in the evening, Nan Song's flight arrived at Yuncheng International Airport on time.

In order to alleviate the embarrassing atmosphere caused by yesterday's misunderstanding, Shen Du drove to the airport very wisely, and waited by the side of the road early.

A very standard pick-up look.

The time sequence is approaching mid-June, and the temperature in Yuncheng is getting warmer and warmer during the day, but the temperature will be a little lower at night.

When Nan Song walked out of the airport hall, he put on an off-white knitted sweater on his upper body, and the white ankle-length skirt was lifted a little by the breeze in the air between every move.

In order to walk comfortably, she changed into a pair of flat shoes before getting off the plane.

The waist-length curly long hair was randomly tied into a lazy and casual low bun at the back of the head, with a few strands of hair hanging down, making it even more elegant and agile.

Shen Du was sitting in the car by the side of the road, seeing Nan Song coming out, he quickly adjusted his appearance in front of the small mirror.

He raised his hand to stroke the hair on his forehead, and adjusted his collar and shirt buttons.

He stretched his hand towards the car door, and was about to open it when he saw a man following Nan Song.

Shen Du's movements stopped.

Why is it Sammy's again? ? ?
Shen Du's face was originally sunny, but the moment he saw Samuel, it went dark in a second.

Over there, Nan Song and Samuel were talking while walking, and they looked like they were having a good time.

hiss.
This man is still haunted, right?
Without further hesitation, Shen Du stretched out his hand and opened the car door, stepped out of the car with long legs, and walked towards Nan Song.

Samuel was talking to Nan Song, but the latter caught a glimpse of a familiar figure out of the corner of his eye.

Nan Song immediately raised his eyes to look over, and met Shen Du's eyes in the air.

She froze for a moment, the corners of her mouth subconsciously curled up, and there was a layer of joyful smile in her beautiful eyes.

Just as he was about to walk towards Shen Du, Nan Song seemed to suddenly remember something, his expression changed, and he took back his smile and footsteps in a daze.

Then he turned to answer the question Samuel had just asked.

Shen Du saw Nan Song's series of small actions in his eyes, and felt a little bit in his heart: "."

Sure enough, this is not to forgive him yet.

It seems that I will be coaxed later.

Nan Song chatted with Samuel, pretending not to see Shen Du, but his body was honest, with his toes pointing in the direction of his car.

Shen Du was concerned for a while and became confused, how could he think that Nan Song was teasing himself now, he felt anxious, couldn't bear it anymore, and walked quickly in front of the two of them.

Nam Song and Samuel's path was blocked and they had to stop.

She pursed her lips and looked at the man in front of her, without speaking, and even crossed her arms across her chest in a leisurely manner, looking at him indifferently, with a look of "what are you doing".

Samuel looked at Shen Du with a puzzled expression: "You are?"

Shen Du's face was expressionless, but when he spoke, his voice was surprisingly cold——

"I am her husband."

Samuel paused for a second, then nodded knowingly: "I remember, you were on the show together before."

Shen Du thought to himself: We have done a lot of things together.

He didn't speak, just stared at the man in front of him.

Samuel didn't know if it was his illusion, he always felt that Mr. Shen looked at him in an unfriendly way.

In the next second, he turned his head and looked at Nan Song who was standing beside him.

However, Nan Song's eyes fell on Shen Du's face, very focused, but a little complicated, an emotion that he, an outsider, couldn't understand.

There was a hint of embarrassment in the air, Samuel noticed that the two people should have quarreled, and spoke after thinking for a second.

"Miss Nan, then I'll go first, see you next time I have a chance."

Shen Du thought to himself: What else do you see?

Nan Song replied with a smile: "Okay, goodbye."

"Ah."

So, Samuel dragged his suitcase and turned around, and when he passed by Shen Du, he gave him a meaningful look.

Shen Du felt the offense in the other party's eyes.

When Samuel walked to the side of the street and got into a taxi, he asked Nan Song, "What does that look at me mean when he left just now?"

Nan Song also answered him seriously: "His eyes are looking at the jealous king."

Shen Du paused for a second, and then realized that what she said was teasing herself.

"I'm jealous of the king? Is it because of him? I don't abide by male virtues."

Nan Song: ".Can you stop being so unreasonable?"

"Where am I being unreasonable? What's his name? Oh, remember, Samuel? Did he like you when you two shot that wedding dress commercial a long time ago?"

Nan Song's eyes widened instantly: "How do you know???"

Shen Du sneered: "I don't know, I'm defrauding you, I didn't expect to defraud you."

"."

I fuck you uncle.

Nan Song was so angry that the swear words came to his lips.

Now, Shen Du spoke with more confidence.

"So that Samuel really liked you, right?"

Nan Song didn't want to pay attention to this gossip, stingy and jealous man, so he dragged his suitcase and walked straight towards the car parked on the side of the road.

Shen Du took two quick steps, and took the suitcase from her hand.

"I'll get it."

Nan Song, who was put together, was naturally not in a good mood.

(End of this chapter)