I got married to an orthopaedic surgeon

"No, I have to wash first."

She sweated all night yesterday, and now she is not feeling well, and she is still wearing yesterday's clothes, which makes her feel even more uncomfortable.

Han Chen opened the closet, rummaged through it twice, and took out a black T-shirt and black beach pants.

"Go wash," he handed the clothes to Zhou Mo.

Zhou Mo frowned, apparently unacceptable.

Han Chen: "It's clean."

Zhou Mo lowered his head and sniffed, making sure that there was a fragrance of laundry detergent, so he was reluctantly satisfied.

She took the clothes and turned to go to the bathroom outside.

Zhou Mo lived there once before, and the used toiletries were still placed on the sink in the bathroom in the living room.

Zhou Mo didn't feel alienated. Although this was Han Chen's house, she came and went freely just like an old friend's house.

Han Chen took the hair dryer from the bedroom and sent it to the bathroom outside.

"This, you use."

Zhou Mo took it and put it aside.

Not even a thank you, obviously still angry.

Han Chen went back to the bathroom in the bedroom and tidied up quickly.When he came out, Zhou Mo was not finished yet.

There is the sound of the shower in the bathroom of the living room, which is pleasant to the ear.

Han Chen took eggs, milk, and sausage from the refrigerator. Feeling that something was missing, he went downstairs to the supermarket.

It was rare to see Han Chen so early, and the salesperson couldn't help being surprised.

"Morning, Doctor Han."

Han Chen nodded, "Morning."

He picked two apples, and he took whole wheat bread and condensed milk from the shelf.

Put things on the counter and get ready to pay.

Zongzheng just came in.

The salesperson greeted politely, "Mr. Zong, good morning."

Han Chen turned around, and Zongzheng just happened to see what Han Chen put on the counter.

"Breakfast for Miss Zhou?" Zong Zheng asked.

"En," Han Chen responded lightly.

After the salesperson scanned the code, Han Chen paid the bill and left with his things.

Zongzheng took a bag of salt from the shelf and threw it on the counter.

The salesperson asked curiously while scanning the QR code: "It's the first time I've seen Dr. Han so early to buy breakfast."

Zongzheng took out his mobile phone and opened the payment code, "His girlfriend is here, so he has to show her hospitality."

The salesperson was surprised, "Doctor Han actually has a girlfriend?"

Zongzheng frowned: "Han Chen is not bad at all. He needs to be tall and handsome. He is still a doctor. Why doesn't he have a girlfriend?"

The salesperson murmured softly: "Doctor Han... at first glance, he is the kind of person who is difficult to get along with, and he doesn't talk much... Girls nowadays probably don't like this kind of person."

"That's true," Zongzheng agreed with the salesperson's evaluation of Han Chen.

Don't talk about others, even Zongzheng thinks that Han Chen is sometimes indecent, doesn't talk much, and is a bad fart. If it was left to the past, when he met someone like Han Chen when he was messing around, he would just do it without saying a word. up.

Not because of anything else, but because of Han Chen's demeanor.

……

Han Chen returned home with his things.

The bathroom door was still closed, and the people inside hadn't come out yet.

Han Chen shook his head, carried his things into the kitchen.

Set up the pan, pour the oil, and turn on the range hood. Before the oil temperature came up, Han Chen unpacked the bread and put it in the microwave.

After the oil was hot, he cracked two eggs and planned to fry two eggs.

The sound of oil sizzling in the frying pan, mixed with the sound of the range hood, is full of the movement of life.

He sliced ​​the sausage into thin slices, picked them up with chopsticks, and fried them slice by slice in a frying pan with eggs.

The microwave "ding" sounded, he took out the bread, turned off the fire on the stove, took out the sausage and fried egg, and brought them to the dining table outside.

Glancing at the bathroom, the door is closed and the sound of the shower can be heard.

Zhou Mo hasn't finished tormenting yet.

Han Chen went back to the kitchen and heated up the milk.

I peeled two more apples, cut them into pieces, put them in a juicer, mashed them into a pulp, added hot water to dilute them, poured milk, and put two rock sugars.

Everything was ready for breakfast, but Zhou Mo still didn't come out of the bathroom.

"Are you ready?" Han Chen was already sitting at the dining table waiting.

"Right now." There was a sound of a hair dryer coming from the bathroom.

5 minute later.

"Wow—" The bathroom door was pulled open.

Zhou Mo came out. Her hair was fluffy just after blow-drying. She was wearing Han Chen's loose T-shirt and beach pants, and only her thin white arms and calves were exposed.

Han Chen's well-fitting clothes are completely oversized on her body.

"Yo, not bad," Zhou Mo was a little surprised when she saw the food prepared on the dining table, and she opened the stool and sat opposite Han Chen.

"You feel better after taking a bath?" Han Chen pushed the bread towards Zhou Mo.

Zhou Mo didn't eat much yesterday, she was already hungry, she picked up a slice of bread, spread condensed milk on it, took a bite, and said vaguely, "No."

Han Chen was helpless, "Can we have a good talk?"

Zhou Mo feasted on it, "What are you talking about?"

Han Chen said: "You said let me think about it. Where did I go wrong? I've been thinking about it for the past few days, but I can't figure it out. Can you tell me?"

Condensed milk dripped from the bread and stuck to Zhou Mo's thumb. Zhou Mo sucked his thumb and looked at Han Chen proudly and dissatisfied.

"You have done too many wrong things, do you think this is the only one?"

Han Chen was puzzled: "What else?"

Zhou Mo snorted, picked up another piece of sausage, and continued to eat, not intending to answer Han Chen's question.

Seeing that Zhou Mo's face was still gloomy, Han Chen knew that she must still be sulking.

But he didn't know what he did wrong.

If Zhou Mo didn't say anything, he couldn't do anything.

"Momo..."

"Eat first, and talk after eating," Zhou Mo reminded, "so as not to affect your appetite."

Han Chen sighed slightly, and could only eat breakfast obediently.

Zhou Mo ate a piece of bread and a few slices of sausage, but didn't move his chopsticks.

"There are also fried eggs," Han Chen reminded.

"full."

"Eat more," Han Chen put a fried egg on Zhou Mo's plate.

Zhou Mo frowned, "I can't eat it."

"Eat as much as you can, and take a few more bites."

Zhou Mo somehow felt that Han Chen was coaxing a child like this.

Her face was hot, and she picked up the egg and took a bite. The yellow egg was soft and tasted good, but it was a bit fishy.

Zhou Mo couldn't stand the fishy smell, so she managed to swallow two mouthfuls, but she couldn't bear it anymore, "I can't swallow it, it's so fishy."

Han Chen had no choice but to take Zhou Mo's plate, picked up the remaining half of the fried egg on the plate, and swallowed it in one gulp.

"Hey——" Zhou Mo didn't expect Han Chen to eat half of what she ate.

"What's wrong?" Han Chen took a sip of milk.

"I have a cold," Zhou Mo reminded.

Han Chen didn't understand what Zhou Mo meant, and asked worriedly, "Have you got a headache again?"

"No," Zhou Mo was anxious, Han Chen was really brainless, "Aren't you afraid that I will pass on the cold to you?"

Han Chen frowned: "When was I afraid that you would pass the cold to me?"

Zhou Mo asked angrily: "Then you... were so far away from me last night."

Han Chen was laughed angrily, he seemed to understand something.

"You were angry with me in the morning because I slept too far away from you yesterday?"

Zhou Mo blushed, "No!"

Han Chen got up and walked over, and directly hugged Zhou Moheng.

"What are you doing?" Zhou Mo was startled.

"Don't you think I'm too far away from you? Sleep again, this time I'll be closer to you, huh?"