"..." Nan Song almost laughed out of anger, he really dared to admit it.

But if you think about it from his perspective, if he keeps talking about other women in front of other people, she probably won't like it either.

"Okay, let's not talk about others, let's talk about you."

"?" Yu Jinwen was stunned, "What did you say about me?"

"Tell me how to throw your little vinegar spirit into the pickle jar and make pickles."

Yu Jinwen: "..."

My wife is so cruel.

**

After a day of shopping, Nan Song's legs were sore. After taking a shower, Nan Song was so tired that he collapsed on the bed and didn't want to move.

Yu Jinwen worked hard and turned into a caring boyfriend. He sat on the edge of the bed, let her lie on his lap, and blew her hair.

Nan Song held the script in her hand and muttered it, and Yu Jinwen knew that she was memorizing the lines.

Turning off the hair dryer, he squeezed a little hair care oil into the palm of his hand, applied it to Nan Song's hair, and asked: "You haven't joined the group yet. Are you afraid of forgetting the lines behind it so early?"

"It's always good to be more familiar with the lines. Although I'm not an absolutely professional actor, since I take the role, I have to show professional standards and stand in front of the camera with so many people watching. If I can't even remember the lines,

That's too shameful, I can't afford to embarrass this person."

Yu Jinwen knew that Nan Song had always had high standards and strict requirements for him, and he also knew that she was under a lot of pressure to take on this drama. It was stepping out of her comfort zone and officially stepping into another field to take a leading role. He was not afraid that she would not do well, just that she would not be able to do well.

I'm afraid she'll put too much pressure on herself.

Nan Song had read the script several times and said: "Don't tell me, the character of the male protagonist written by Chitose is quite similar to yours. No, he is even more awkward than you. He has a bad mouth and a tough mouth, and he is still a woman.

The Lord is cuter, like me."

Yu Jinwen couldn't help laughing when he heard her "pointing at mulberry trees and scolding huaihuai". He raised his hand and pinched her nose, "Miss Nan, you can praise yourself, but you can't belittle others. Why is my personality so awkward?"

Nan Song raised his eyelids because he was lying down, "You have an awkward personality, you don't know how to speak properly, you get jealous at every turn, you are domineering and childish, I'm embarrassed to call you smart. Alas,

That is to say, I can bear it, but if it were anyone else, I would have run away."

Yu Jinwen was really angry and funny when he heard her evaluation of him.

Overbearing and childish... yet sophisticated...

He leaned forward slightly and narrowed his eyes dangerously, "Since you said so, let me show you what it means to be domineering."

After saying that, he held her slender waist with his hands and lifted it up. Nan Song was forced to raise her neck like a swan, and then her chin was pinched, and her lips were covered with his, warm and soft, just like a swan.

After taking a bath, the brand of shower gel he used was different from hers. She carefully selected it for him with the scent of ebony and cedar. It smelled of a calm woody fragrance, which was very reassuring, and the rose on her body

The fragrance of flowers is refreshing.

Yu Jinwen was showing off his domination to the end tonight. Nan Song felt like a small fish under his palm. He was turning her over and over, frying her and frying her. He wanted to make her into various flavors.

Just taste it...
Chapter completed!