I got married to an orthopaedic surgeon

"Eat when you wake up."

"I won't eat when I wake up!" Zhou Mo grabbed the pillow and threw it at Han Chen, "Liar! Big liar!"

Han Chen turned back, put the rice on the bedside, picked up the pillow and patted it.

"How many times have I said that pillows are not for hitting people?" He sat on the edge of the bed with a smug smile, lifted Zhou Mo by the waist with one hand, and then put the pillow under her body, "This is Didn’t I teach you the correct usage last night? I’ll review it this morning. Forgot?”

Zhou Mo was even more annoyed, and slapped him indiscriminately.

How could that little strength be stronger than Han Chen? He hid for two seconds, grabbed Zhou Mo's hand with his backhand, directly fished him out of the quilt, carried him with him, and put him in his arms for her to hold. sitting.

Zhou Mo was afraid of him, and asked cautiously, "What are you doing?"

Han Chen had no choice but to say, "Hey, let's eat!"

He lightly scratched Zhou Mo's nose, "I haven't eaten for so long, aren't you hungry?"

Zhou Mo: "Isn't it because of you?"

"I was wrong, can you forgive me? My wife?"

Han Chen coaxed, picked up the bowl of hot noodles, and pretended to feed her: "Give me a face, take a bite, don't starve, my heart aches."

Zhou Mo looked at him, "If you really love me, you can make me unable to get out of bed now? My leg is still hurting, and the ligament is about to be torn. Do I have any grudge against you? It feels like you are going to crush me Never give up."

Han Chen smiled without saying a word, picked up the noodles and put them in her mouth.

Zhou Mo was not used to being fed, so she took the bowl and chopsticks from Han Chen, "Put me down, I'll sit on the bed and eat."

"Can you eat while I'm holding you?" Han Chen didn't want to let go, and tightly wrapped his arms around Zhou Mo's waist.

"It's fine," Zhou Moxin said, it doesn't matter where she sits and eats, Han Chen's sticky energy comes up, and she can't stop for a while, she's already starving, as long as she can eat enough, she doesn't care where she eats.

Gobbling and turning into a cook, Zhou Mo finished a bowl of noodles within a few minutes. She looked at the empty bowl and licked her lips, "Is there any more?"

"Yes, do you still want to eat?"

"Well. Not full."

"I'll serve it to you."

Han Chen took Zhou Mo's bowl, and Zhou Mo got up from his arms, "I'll go to the dining table to eat."

"Row."

Han Chen got up, and Zhou Mo followed Han Chen into the kitchen like a child waiting to be fed.

Seeing the pot of delicious noodles on the stove, Zhou Mo drooled hungry.

After filling Zhou Mo with noodles, Han Chen took a bowl and filled another bowl.

Zhou Mo was surprised, "Did you not eat just now?"

Han Chen: "I've eaten. I just saw how delicious your food was, and I want to eat it again. I'll have another bowl with you."

Zhou Mo smiled, "It takes two people to eat a meal. By the way, my mother's side dishes."

"That's right, I actually forgot about that," Han Chen immediately went to the refrigerator and brought over a jar of side dishes.

Compared with when it was first brought, the jar of side dishes had already bottomed out, and a plate was barely found, which was only enough for two people to eat.

Han Chen felt a little pity, and said, "It's gone."

Zhou Mo: "It's okay, I'll call my mother later, she still has it there."

Han Chen: "Don't call yet."

Zhou Mo: "Huh?"

Han Chen: "What if she wants to come and deliver her?"

Zhou Mo couldn't help laughing, but said helplessly, "It makes sense."

It is estimated that Han Chen was so cautious because of Liu Xiangru's repeated spot checks.

The two happily finished their lunch. Zhou Mo searched for a movie on his mobile phone, cast it on the TV, drew the curtains, snuggled up with Han Chen, and lay on the sofa to watch.

Eat and drink enough to watch a movie, how comfortable and comfortable it is.

The two watched horror movies, but both of them were very courageous, watching horror movies was like drinking plain water.

Zhou Mo looked up at Han Chen: "Why aren't you afraid of watching horror movies?"

Han Chen: "It's all fake."

Zhou Mo: "Fake ones are scary."

Han Chen: "It's not like I haven't seen the thighs and arms that have been sawn off... I haven't seen any that can run around."

Zhou Mo: "..."

Han Chen: "What about you? Why aren't you afraid?"

Zhou Mo: "I am a firm atheist."

Han Chen: "It seems that I can't understand the feeling of my girlfriend hiding in my arms for protection because she is afraid of horror movies."

"Indeed, you definitely won't have a chance in this life." Zhou Mo raised his head and pressed a kiss on Han Chen's face, "Speaking of watching horror movies, Yu Yizhou wanted to use this trick on me before."

Han Chen's expression changed suddenly, "What happened next?"

Zhou Mo: "It just so happened that a scary movie was released a few days ago. I bought a ticket and asked him to watch it together. He wasn't afraid to yell. After watching the movie, he was dumbfounded and said nothing. How should I put it. I heard later that he didn't fall asleep for a week and had nightmares every day."

Han Chen: "It deserves it."

Zhou Mo: "It would be great if the punishment in the law allowed people to watch horror movies. I will definitely find a way to let Yu Yizhou watch it every day for five days on 360."

Han Chen: "It's not impossible now."

Zhou Mo looked at Han Chen suspiciously.

Han Chen smiled, "It's nothing, I just said it casually."

Zhou Mo's eyes were alert, and he warned coldly, "Don't do unnecessary things, Yu Yizhou has been imprisoned now, and he has received the punishment he deserves. If you do unnecessary things again, it will be over."

Han Chen: "I know."

Zhou Mo was worried: "No, you have to promise me that the matter of Yu Yizhou will stop here."

Han Chen nodded, "Okay, I promise you."

Seeing that he was serious, Zhou Mo was relieved.

Han Chen changed the subject, "When will Uncle Zhou come back?"

Zhou Mo: "I don't know, it will take a few more days, what's wrong? Do you miss him?"

Facing Zhou Mo's teasing, Han Chen smiled helplessly: "Didn't he say he wanted to buy you a car? We both have obtained the license now, and he wants to buy a car for you. He has to go to the notary. I'll ask Liang Dongyan to prepare it in advance."

Zhou Mo hugged Han Chen's arm and rubbed his face against his chest, "You really don't mind?"

Han Chen: "The things your parents gave you should belong to you alone. Why do you mind?"

Zhou Mo smiled, "You are so kind."

Han Chen pinched her nose: "When did I get sick?"

"Indeed, anywhere is good. Why is my husband so nice?" Zhou Mo stretched out his arms, and together with Han Chen's, he hugged him tightly, swaying and acting like a baby.

Han Chen watched quietly, his heart was already full of enthusiasm.

"Finally willing to call me 'husband'."

Zhou Mo stuck out his tongue, "Men, don't let them get it easily, otherwise they won't know how to cherish it."

Han Chen was helpless: "Young yin and yang are strange, you can just tell me."

Zhou Mo: "You just need to know?"

Han Chen sat up straight, hugged Zhou Mo horizontally, and sat horizontally with him in his arms, "Where did I get it and didn't know how to cherish it? How precious I am to you, you haven't felt it yet?"

Zhou Mo snorted softly, "I really didn't feel it."

Han Chen: "I don't feel it? Let me see?"

As if she was about to lift her clothes, Zhou Mo quickly suppressed her, and complained: "You have to cherish me, why do you make me hurt all over every time?"