I got married to an orthopaedic surgeon

Zhou Mo was a little shocked. Although everyone would think of this question, this person is Han Chen, so things are a little different.

After all, in her memory, Han Chen was not someone who would be jealous or jealous.

"It's clean, but it's clean. With me as the center, within a radius of ten meters, he doesn't dare to approach." Zhou Mo recalled the uproarious scene at that time, and felt embarrassing at the same time, even more funny.

"My father used a broom to break his leg, my mother scratched his face, and I..." Zhou Mo didn't have the nerve to continue.

After all, their family is intellectuals no matter what, and the scene of a family of three and a crazy woman...is too embarrassing.

Zhou Mo was even more embarrassed to say that she was the most embarrassing.

"What happened a few days ago?" Han Chen asked.

Zhou Mo nodded with doubts, "Yes."

I thought Han Chen would ask something else, but he didn't say anything, and went into the bathroom with his clothes.

Zhou Mo felt a little baffled, turned around and went to the kitchen, where he melted a glass of warm rock sugar water.

When Han Chen came out after brushing his hair, Zhou Mo put the rock sugar water on the coffee table, "Drink it."

Han Chen walked to the tea table.

Zhou Mo went to the bedroom to get the hair dryer, "After drinking in a while, dry your hair. What about your clothes, do you need to wash them for you?"

Han Chen bent down to pick up the water glass and was about to drink it, "No, I'll do it myself."

"Do you know how to use a washing machine?" Zhou Mo blurted out the rebuke, and then felt it was wrong.

Most of the memories of Han Chen are still in high school. At that time, he was just a learning machine, he could do nothing but study, and his mother worried about all the big and small things in life.

Includes laundry.

A school bully who can't peel eggs is talking about people like him.

"I will now."

Han Chen took a few sips of water and quickly resolved it. The warm feeling on the tip of his tongue faded away, and he tasted that the water was sweet.

"Okay." Zhou Mo didn't want to intervene, "Before throwing the washing machine, remember to rinse the muddy water on the clothes, and remember to disinfect the washing machine after washing."

Zhou Mo is obsessed with cleanliness, and she endured Han Chen's unexpected "invasion" for the sake of her old friend.

"Yes." Han Chen entered the washroom in response.

Zhou Mo sat back on the sofa and continued watching her horror movie.

The movie is called "Medical School Anatomy Room". Zhou Mo thought of the scene of his anatomy class when he was in school. Totally broken.

When Han Chen came out of the bathroom again, his hair had already been dried.

The thin bangs on his forehead covered his eyes, and he casually pulled them twice with his hands, revealing his beautiful forehead and narrow eyes.

Zhou Mo turned around and saw this man playing with his hair. He wondered in his heart, why did this man learn to be smug?

It is said that time is a butcher's knife, but time has not only made Han Chen better and more handsome and stylish, it also seems to have made him more alive.

"Isn't it uncomfortable?" Zhou Mo stared at the TV.

"Huh?" Han Chen looked at her back.

"Didn't you have a fever?" Zhou Mo reminded.

"Well, it's uncomfortable." Han Chen walked to the other side of the sofa and was about to sit down.

"If you feel uncomfortable, go to the guest room and sleep for a while."

Han Chen didn't move, leaned forward with his elbows on his knees, as if he was thinking about something.

Zhou Mo didn't understand, and reminded: "The quilts and pillows in the guest room are all clean, don't worry..."

"I don't mind this..." Han Chen interrupted her, "Have any other men been here..."

"You don't have to doubt, I don't have the habit of living together before marriage." Zhou Mo interrupted him this time.

"Listen to me," Han Chen knew she had misunderstood, "I mean, if no one else has been here before, I'll stay overnight and break your rules. Also, I'm afraid it will affect you badly."

That's what he meant.

Still thinking about her.

Zhou Mo didn't pay attention to breaking the rules. To her, Han Chen was more like an old friend whom she hadn't seen for many years.

Besides...

"Didn't you say you want to get married? What's inappropriate."

Han Chen fell silent, and after a while, "Yes."

He got up and went to the guest room.

Zhou Mo ignored him and continued to stare at the TV.

But the images on the screen did not enter her mind for a moment.

At the moment, her thoughts are all about the man in the guest room.

The sudden appearance of him in her life did not make it difficult for her to accept, but instead gave her the illusion of deja vu.

For Zhou Mo, who is quite emotionally restrained, when she breaks up with her exes due to various reasons, she can be quick and easy, without procrastinating. .

Only Han Chen.

She didn't say goodbye when she didn't resist. He was also the only one among her ex-boyfriends with whom she could get along so harmoniously.

Zhou Mo has been lying on the sofa in a daze, thinking about whether to marry Han Chen or not.

In her mind, she drew a pentagonal radar map including appearance, personality, education, occupation, and family.

In this picture, Han Chen has almost all top marks and no weaknesses.

Ma Dan, where can I find such a good marriage partner?

Knot of course!

In the bathroom, the rumbling sound of the washing machine ended, and a pleasant reminder sounded.

The laundry is done.

Zhou Mo glanced at the door of the guest room.

There was no response from inside the door, so he must have fallen asleep.

Zhou Mo got up and went to the bathroom, opened the lid of the washing machine, and took out the clothes.

What was fished out together was a flat-angled blue-black small object with a cin sign on the waist.

Zhou Mo burst out instantly, "Han Chen!"

Han Chen dazedly poked his head out from the crack of the door, listless and extremely dispirited, "What's wrong?"

"You actually washed your underwear and coat together...you..." Zhou Mo almost gritted his teeth.

For a person with a cleanliness, this is a taboo!

Throwing the small flat corner into the clothes dryer, Zhou Mo was furious, "Our living habits are different, you should find someone else for getting married."

Han Chen was leaning against the door with his head tilted against the door frame. He didn't know whether he hadn't woken up or was sick. He was weak, tired and listless.

Without explaining, he went to the washing machine and took out all the clothes.

Fill the washing machine with water, pour in the disinfectant, and turn on the function of the washing machine for large items.

Zhou Mo was dumbfounded, he actually knew the disinfection steps of the washing machine.

"If you are not satisfied, I will send you a new one tomorrow."

Han Chen carried the laundry to the balcony to dry it.

Most of Zhou Mo's anger disappeared.

The balcony lights were off.

His back was facing the living room, and the tall figure buried his head in putting clothes on the hanger, and his shadow was clearly cast on the opposite floor-to-ceiling window.

"Han Chen," Zhou Mo regained his senses, "I don't think we are suitable."

Han Chen stopped what he was doing.

"How long have you been in contact with me? It's normal to feel this way."