I got married to an orthopaedic surgeon

"..." Zhou Mo was speechless, "Are you a little self-conscious? This is my home."

"You went to my house yesterday," Han Chen retorted, "Reciprocity is a courtesy."

"You are empty-handed, is this considered a courtesy?" Why is he so thick-skinned.

Han Chen stared at her bright and charming face, pondered for a moment, looked away, took out the wallet from his pocket, took out two cards, opened Zhou Mo's hand, and put the two cards into Zhou Mo's palm.

"I won't tease you this time, it's all for you."

"I don't want it!" Zhou Mo gestured to return the card.

Han Chen kept his hands behind his back and refused to accept it.

"Didn't you want 'li'? Is this 'li' not enough?"

Zhou Mo raised his eyes and stared at him, "I don't want it, can I?"

"Take it."

"do not want!"

Han Chen had no choice but to pull Zhou Mo in, stepped past Zhou Mo, and closed the door.

Zhou Mo's heart tightened, and she was caught between Han Chen and the door. The space was so small that she suddenly couldn't breathe.

Han Chen looked down at her, then glanced at the card in Zhou Mo's hand, "I'm sorry."

Zhou Mo's heart trembled, and his voice softened, "Why do you apologize?"

"Say 'maintain the status quo' for me. It's ridiculous, because not only you can't do it, but I can't do it myself." His downcast eyes hurt, "Let's...try."

Zhou Mo's heart seemed to be grabbed suddenly, and then he was hit hard and softly by someone.

But she still looked at Han Chen suspiciously, "What do you mean by 'try'?"

"Get along normally."

Han Chen was concise and to the point.

Zhou Mo was impatient, "Be more careful."

Han Chen wondered: "I don't know either. I have no demands on you, you can do whatever you want. I just don't want to quarrel with you, and I don't want you to be awkward with me. That kind of feeling is very bad."

For a moment, Zhou Mo couldn't understand what Han Chen meant.

"I understand when you say you don't want to argue with me, but what do you mean by 'I can do whatever I want'?"

Han Chen turned his face away, "As long as you think, you can do anything, and I will accept it."

Zhou Mo tentatively asked: "Going to bars in nightclubs, cheating and cheating are also okay?"

Han Chen was stunned, speechless for a moment.

Zhou Mo sneered and said: "If you can't do it, don't make such a broad promise exaggeratedly. It will show how generous you are and how unreasonable I am."

"I didn't mean that."

Zhou Mo chuckled, "I think that's what you mean."

Han Chen was silent.

Zhou Mo lowered her eyes, seeing that Han Chen was still wearing leather shoes, she bent down and took out the slippers, and threw them in front of Han Chen, "Change the shoes."

Han Chen turned around and sat on the sofa beside him, grabbed his slippers and changed into them.

Seeing that he was so obedient, Zhou Mo couldn't hold back and chuckled.

Hearing her smile, Han Chen looked up at her smiling face, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Zhou Mo shook his head helplessly, "I was thinking, why are you so obedient sometimes and so hateful at other times."

Han Chen answered, and honestly put his shoes back in the shoe cabinet, and placed them next to Zhou Mo's worn sneakers.

Zhou Mo put the card on the cabinet in the entrance, "Put the things here, take them away by yourself."

Then go to the kitchen.

Han Chen glanced at the card on the cabinet, and followed Zhou Mo into the kitchen.

Zhou Mo was washing her hands by the sink, and seeing Han Chen at the door of the kitchen, she asked, "Do you have anything to say?"

Han Chen stepped forward, stood side by side with her, put his hand under the faucet, and washed his hands with her.

"What are you doing?" Zhou Mo asked.

Han Chen said, "Cook for you."

"No, just cook some noodles, it'll be ready soon."

"I'll help you," he quickly finished washing, took out a paper towel to dry his hands, and stood in front of the pot.

Zhou Mo just wanted to say that no matter how attentive he is, she will not pity him and feed him.

I heard Han Chen's stomach gurgling twice.

Zhou Mo was embarrassed for him, she squeezed Han Chen, and stood in front of the pot by herself, "The bowls are below, take two out."

Han Chen bent over and took two bowls and put them on the stove.

Zhou Mo divided the noodles into two small portions and filled two bowls.

"There are side dishes pickled by my mother in the refrigerator..." Zhou Mo didn't finish his sentence.

"I'll get it." Han Chen turned and walked out.

Zhou Mo brought two bowls of noodles to the dining table.

Han Chen carried two big pots into the kitchen, "Aunt Liu still likes to make these after all these years?"

"Well," Zhou Mo pulled out a clean plate and chopsticks from the cabinet.

Han Chen unscrewed the lid of the jar in cooperation, and tilted the mouth of the jar with his arms so that Zhou Mo could pick up vegetables.

There are two cans of side dishes, one is pickled radish sticks, the other is mixed vegetables, one is sweet and sour, and the other is slightly spicy.

"Which one do you want to eat? I'll get more." Zhou Mo asked.

Han Chen: "It's all right."

Zhou Mo scolded with a smile: "You don't pick."

She picked some of them, and picked out half of the plate.

Han Chen screwed on the lid of the jar, screwed it firmly, and put the jar back into the refrigerator.

Zhou Mo took a pair of chopsticks, put the side dishes on the dining table, turned around and went back to the kitchen.

Han Chen saw, "What else should I do?"

Zhou Mo: "Cook some more noodles."

She only cooked one portion, too little for them to eat.

Zhou Mo set the pot to boil water again, "Go and eat first."

Han Chen turned and went to the restaurant.

After Zhou Mo finished his work, he came out of the kitchen and saw Han Chen sitting upright, without moving his chopsticks.

"Eat," she said.

"Wait with you."

Zhou Mo smiled, she had nothing to do with Han Chen, he always moved her in such trivial matters, and made her feel the feeling of being respected.

After sitting down, she said, "Isn't it why you are not allowed to contact me today? Why are you still sending me a message?"

Han Chen: "You said not to call you, but you didn't say not to let me send you messages."

Zhou Mo was stunned for a while, but he was smart and would pick up mistakes.

"Well, eat quickly, and go back quickly after eating."

Han Chen's hand holding his face stopped, "I will go back, but not soon."

This time, Zhou Mo was stunned.

Han Chen said again: "Unless you accept the card, if you accept it, I will leave your house immediately."

Zhou Mo put down his chopsticks and looked directly at him: "Why do you have to give me the card?"

Han Chen sat up straight, "Isn't your mother always managing the money in your house?"

Zhou Mo was completely startled, her heart skipped a beat.

"Your idea is dangerous."

"……how to say?"

Zhou Mo explained: "My parents are model couples, and most people can't learn from them."

Han Chen: "How will you know if you don't try?"

"You don't have to try to know."

"We haven't tried it yet."

Zhou Mo rolled his eyes, "My parents have a real relationship. They went to the countryside together, went through hardships all the way, and supported each other to get through it. Let's not talk about suffering, it's just...a simple geographical problem, and there is no way to overcome it. "

Han Chen bowed his head, of course he knew what Zhou Mo was talking about.

"So, this is the real reason you broke up?"

Zhou Mo panicked for a moment, "I've said it all, the situation was complicated at the time, there were college entrance examinations, studies, and you have to go back to the imperial capital, there are various reasons."

"I won't go back." Han Chen said suddenly.