I got married to an orthopaedic surgeon

It made Zhou Mo upset.

"Momo, I came here according to your request, holding hands, hugging, the next step..."

Zhou Mo was ashamed and angry, she bluffed and said: "It's not that I haven't kissed before, what are you talking about."

Han Chen chuckled, raised Zhou Mo's jaw, and stared at Zhou Mo's lips with gentle and beautiful eyes.

Zhou Mo raised his head halfway, drowning in Han Chen's focused and passionate gaze.

Han Chen didn't move for a long time, but he still just stared at her lips.

Zhou Mo became anxious, and asked angrily, "Do you want to kiss?"

Han Chen smiled: "So impatient?"

Zhou Mo's face flushed, she pushed Han Chen, and knocked off his hand picking her chin.

"Forget it if you don't kiss, it's not like you haven't kissed before, it's just a kiss, that's all."

Han Chen knew that she was speaking angry again, and probably felt that he was teasing her.

Han Chen leaned over to approach Zhou Mo, "I didn't say no to kissing, it's just... after the kiss is over, next time... it's time for the next step."

Zhou Mo's face was about to explode, she stared at Han Chen angrily, "It's a good idea."

Han Chen approached her, Jun Yan faced her face to face, Zhou Mo could even see his thick and long lower eyelashes.

Han Chen has single eyelids, willow-leaf-shaped eyes, thick eyelashes, and the lower eyelashes are longer than the upper eyelashes.

Zhou Mo always thought it was amazing that his upper and lower eyelashes were about to fight, and his vision would not be disturbed.

"Weren't you very enthusiastic before? Why do you blush so easily now?"

When Han Chen asked, Zhou Mo's face became even more uncomfortable, especially the word "enthusiasm".

She retorted: "I haven't always been like this? When have I been enthusiastic?"

Han Chen pressed close to Zhou Mo's ear, "Didn't you say before that you can let me be your first..."

Zhou Mo was ashamed and angry, and directly covered Han Chen's mouth, "Can't we not turn over old accounts?"

Han Chen took off Zhou Mo's hand, "Where is the old account? It is obviously a good memory."

Zhou Mo blushed even more, and complained: "You have the nerve to say, of course it is a good memory for you, I have suffered a lot, okay?"

It was true that she almost fired a gun that day, and it was indeed her initiative, but in the end, Han Chen was well-dressed, and she was stripped clean, and she didn't even see Han Chen's abdominal muscles, so it was not a big loss.

Han Chen kept smiling, "How can I make you feel good?"

Zhou Mo couldn't stand him talking about these dirty words in a serious manner, "Sit farther away, you can see from behind."

We are almost at the apex of the Ferris wheel, and people in the rear cars will be able to see them immediately.

Han Chen glanced at the front and back, and found that the front and rear carriages were at about the same height, which meant that they were at the highest point of the Ferris wheel.

He leaned forward, and Zhou Mo was cornered.

He pinched the back of Zhou Mo's head to prevent her from flinching, then pouted her lips and kissed her deeply.

Warm, exciting, long...

Han Chen's other hand became restless.

Zhou Mo was in a daze, his whole body was weak, and the hand that pushed him only exerted some strength.

Want to refuse, but can not speak.

10 minute later.

When the carriage reached the bottom, Zhou Mo lay limply in Han Chen's arms.

Han Chen helped her straighten her clothes, hugged her, patted her on the back, bowed his head and kissed her forehead gently.

"Han Chen, you bastard."

"Ah."

"You don't keep your word."

"Ah."

"You..." Zhou Mo was at a loss for words, and couldn't hold back his face.

Han Chen let Zhou Mo scold him, it doesn't matter what he scolds, anyway, he has done what he wants to do now.

Zhou Mo was angry and ashamed, clenched his fists tightly, and beat Han Chen's arm angrily, "Bad guy."

Han Chen smiled, "Well, it's pretty bad."

Zhou Mo was really angry, why was Han Chen so proud and calm.

Han Chen hugged Zhou Mo tightly, and their chests were pressed against each other.

Someone played tricks just now, the buttons on her back have not been fastened, her chest still hurts, and now she is tightly held in someone's arms...

Han Chong rubbed Zhou Mo's back heavily, as if he wanted to rub Zhou Mo into his chest.

He said with satisfaction: "Momo, I seem to have made a lot of money, compared to my hands..."

Zhou Mo couldn't hear the foul language, so he quickly covered his mouth and interrupted him.

She complained, "You made a lot of money, and I lost a lot, okay?"

Han Chen smiled slightly, "Sit around again, the photos haven't been taken yet, go up and take some photos."

Zhou Mo glared at him, the buttons on the back were not fastened, and the small clothes were hanging loosely against the skin, which was uncomfortable.

Someone who was the culprit acted like a normal person, Zhou Mo got angry just thinking about it.

Han Chen always had a pleasant smile on his face, and he was in high spirits.

"Come on, I'll take a picture for you," Han Chen took the phone from Zhou Mo, pointed the camera at the music fountain below, adjusted the focus and exposure, and took several pictures repeatedly.

"Look, is it okay?" Han Chen clicked on the photo and asked Zhou Mo to identify it.

Zhou Mo took a quick glance, and found that the angle and feeling were all right, but the pixels of the phone were too limited, and the distance was too far, so the photos were a bit blurry.

"It's okay," Zhou Mo took the phone and looked at the other photos.

Han Chen held Zhou Mo's shoulders, leaned his cheek against her temple, and lowered his head to look at the photos with her.

"Give you a DSLR, huh?" Han Chen kissed Zhou Mo's forehead lightly.

"No, I'm not a photographer either, I just encounter something occasionally, take some photos to record it, and it will be ashes when I buy it."

"You are really pragmatic," Han Chen said helplessly, "I want to give you something, but I don't know what to give."

Zhou Mo was puzzled: "Why do you suddenly want to give me something?"

"Didn't you also send me the model airplane?"

"That's because you like it. I don't have any special hobbies. You don't have to worry too much about it. I have enough food and drink. I don't have any special needs."

Han Chen's hand on Zhou Mo's shoulder could not help but aggravate.

That's why he likes staying with Zhou Mo.

Relaxed, comfortable, without the heavy burden of life.

He doesn't even need to be rich, just a simple dinner, such as the pizza tonight, can satisfy Zhou Mo's wishes.

He doesn't have to compete with others to make a living in fierce competition.

The second lap is over.

Han Chen wrapped Zhou Mo in his coat, and the two got off the Ferris wheel.

Zhou Mo grabbed Han Chen's arm and complained softly, "I feel uncomfortable."

"I know," Han Chen said, "Go and tidy up in the car."

"Don't do this again in the future," Zhou Mo warned.

Han Chen chuckled and asked, "What kind?"

Zhou Mo couldn't say anything, so he could only push him angrily, and let him pretend to be stupid again.

The two walked out of the amusement park side by side, bypassing the crowd, crossing the square, talking and laughing along the way.

Han Chen accidentally saw the person sitting by the pool, and the smile on his face suddenly disappeared.

Zhou Mo also noticed it and followed Han Chen's line of sight.

Xu Qingli was sitting on the edge of the pool with her legs crossed, the thing she held between her fingers was emitting smoke, and she was breathing in the smoke.

Zhou Mo was slightly shocked that Xu Qingli could smoke.

Xu Qingli also noticed them from the corner of her eye. She turned her head and met the two of them.

"Are you here too?" Xu Qingli looked at the state of the two embracing each other, her eyes froze instantly, "What about a date?"