I got married to an orthopaedic surgeon

Between the two pulling, the range of motion is inevitably a bit large.

Han Chen had a headache. He was glad that it was midnight, there were no cars on the road, and the section of the road where he parked was relatively remote.

Otherwise, people passing by will see them and think what they are doing in the car...

"Momo, be obedient," Han Chen said, "Go back and take a bath, drink some honey water, and take a good rest, otherwise you will definitely have a headache when you wake up tomorrow."

Zhou Mo shook his head, his consciousness was also confused, "Don't lie to me. Tell me, why are you rejecting me? Do you not love me anymore?"

Han Chen was confused, he couldn't be angry, and he couldn't laugh, "Just now I was thinking of praising you after drinking, the wine is good, why is it so difficult now?"

Zhou Mo circled Han Chen's neck, hugged him tightly, and began to swear, "I don't care, you have to prove it to me."

Han Chen had no choice but to pat her on the back, "Prove what?"

Zhou Mo: "Prove that you love me."

Han Chen turned his head, put his lips close to Zhou Mo's ear, and said affectionately, "I love you."

But Zhou Mo was relentless: "Who doesn't know how to say nice things, you can't just say it."

Han Chen was helpless, and then curled his lips into a smirk, "What's the use, zuo?"

I thought that Zhou Mo would lose her temper after being teased, but she unexpectedly responded with a shallow "hmm".

This faint "hmm" seemed to be the signal to open the gate to release the flood, and Han Chen was shocked in his heart.

He became ruthless, and lightly bit Zhou Mo's ear, "You said it. Go home!"

He took off Zhou Mo's hands around his neck, picked him up, and put him back on the co-pilot.

Zhou Mo refused, Han Chen held her down, "Don't move!"

Force her to fasten her seat belt.

"Sit down," Han Chen said in a deep voice, looking in the rearview mirror.

The taxi in the distance had long since disappeared. He stepped on the accelerator, and the car rushed out at high speed.

On the way, Zhou Mo didn't make trouble anymore, instead he was drowsy, half asleep and half awake, and began to "annoy".

"Han Chen."

"Ok?"

"fine."

After a while.

"Han Chen."

"what happened?"

"miss you."

"I'm right here, why do you still miss me?"

"Wherever you are, I miss you."

"Go back in a while, and you can say the same."

Han Chen curled his lips confidently.

Arrived at Xiangbin Yali.

Han Chen got out of the car, fished him out from the co-pilot, closed the door, and picked up Zhou Moheng.

All the way to the bedroom.

Han Chen didn't even change Zhou Mo's clothes, and led him directly into the bathroom.

The warm water was poured down on Zhou Mo's head, and Zhou Mo barely woke up. Looking at the man in front of her who was a head taller than her, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, Zhou Mo smiled, and it was a smug smile.

The wet shirt stuck to Han Chen's body, perfectly outlining his figure.

"What are you laughing at?" Han Chen asked.

"You look good."

Han Chen's lips curled up: "I should say that."

Zhou Mo shook his head, "I'm superficial. Back then, you had nothing to like except your skin, but I just fell in love with your skin."

Han Chen held Zhou Mo's face in his hands, and said seriously, "Me too."

"Huh?" Zhou Mo was puzzled.

Han Chen smiled: "The first time I saw you was at the top of the stairs in your house. When I went downstairs, you were talking to someone at the top of the stairs. I just glanced at you and was attracted by you. It was the first time I saw you. Here, a girl as white as pearls."

Zhou Mo smirked and said, "It's just skin white? There are no other advantages?"

Han Chen: "Yes. It's bright and smooth, it's my favorite type."

Zhou Mo giggled twice, "Let's count, does it start with appearance?"

Han Chen: "What do you think?"

Zhou Mo tiptoed and gently kissed Han Chen's lips.

All the hot water hit her body, and the clothes were uncomfortable against the skin. She said, "I'm going to change clothes."

She wanted to turn around, but was pulled back by Han Chen.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

"I promised you just now," Han Chen reminded.

"what?"

Han Chen approached, hugged Zhou Mo closely, "Prove how much I love you."

***

The next day.

"Ring Ling Ling..."

Zhou Mo was awakened by the phone ringing.

"Hello," she answered in a daze.

"Momo, I got the account book!" Shen Pan's excited voice came from the other end of the phone.

Zhou Moren was still not awake, so he simply replied: "Congratulations."

"Lu Zhishu said, take me to the imperial capital today, and if everything goes well, we will be able to receive the certificate tomorrow and the day after tomorrow."

Hearing the word "Certificate", Zhou Mo woke up instantly, "So fast?"

"It's okay, I've known him for two or three years."

Zhou Mo stood up abruptly, his head still hurting a bit, and seeing someone who was sleeping soundly beside him, Zhou Mo wondered if she had disturbed someone when she answered the phone, but judging from the situation, it was not at all.

She rubbed her temples, "Just think about it clearly."

"Well," Shen Pan said, "You and Han Chen should also hurry up. Lu Zhishu said that after receiving the certificate, we will discuss the wedding. You and Han Chen..."

Zhou Mo's head hurt even more, "Han Chen and I...it's still early, let's talk."

Shen Pan heard that Zhou Mo's tone was a little weak, "Momo, are you awake? Are you not sick?"

Zhou Mo: "It's okay, I drank too much wine yesterday, and now my head hurts."

Shen Pan: "Where's Han Chen? You're drunk and he doesn't care about you?"

Zhou Mo: "... I don't care."

It's not just about meddling, this dog man is also taking advantage of people's danger.

She was drunk, and her mind was not clear, and he followed her tricks and coaxed her in all kinds of ways, relying on the fact that she was more obedient and easier to bully than usual, he gave him a chance to try everything she didn't want to try.

"Then you have a good rest, I won't bother you anymore."

"Ah."

Zhou Mo picked up the phone, and when she saw someone sleeping comfortingly next to her, she couldn't help but get angry.

I wanted to punch him, but I still didn't have the heart to do it.

She rolled over and lay down, with a terrible headache.

She vaguely remembered that during her menstrual period last time, Han Chen bought her ibuprofen. She opened the bedside cabinet and searched carefully.

The rustling sound woke Han Chen up. He turned over and opened his eyes sleepily, wanting to see what Zhou Mo was doing reactively.

He saw her half of her white back facing him, rummaging for something.

He leaned forward, hugged her by the waist, and kissed her back, "What are you looking for?"

"You're awake," Zhou Mo patted his hand in front of her angrily, "Where did you put the ibuprofen you bought last time? My head hurts."

Han Chen frowned, "Do you really have a headache?"

As he spoke, he put his hand on Zhou Mo's forehead.

Zhou Mo pushed away, "I don't have a fever."

Only then did Han Chen feel relieved, "It's just a headache?"

Zhou Mo turned around and gave him a white look, "You have the nerve to ask, when did I wake up without pain?"

Han Chen pulled Zhou Mo with a smile, brought her back into his arms, hugged her and lay down, he leaned over and kissed her forehead, "Lie down for a while, I'll find it for you."

"Well," Zhou Mo nodded, enjoying himself comfortably.

She stretched herself out and watched Han Chen put on his pants and get off the bed and walk out of the bedroom.

She started giggling again.

How could life be so comfortable with Han Chen?