I got married to an orthopaedic surgeon

He also followed Zhou Mo into the kitchen.

"Why are you here?" Zhou Mo glanced at him and continued to work on his work.

Han Chen stepped forward, stood behind her, and hugged her waist from behind, his chin still resting on her shoulder.

Zhou Mo patted him in disgust, "I'm still cooking, aren't you hungry? How can I cook like this?"

"When you hugged me from behind, you still delayed me from washing the dishes. At that time, you said forcefully, 'then it's inconvenient to wash'. Why can't I do it now?"

"You..." Zhou Mo was at a loss for words.

"It's okay, you cook your meal, I will hug my wife, don't delay."

Zhou Mo turned to look at him, but there was nothing he could do about it.

"If you can bear the hunger, you can hold it. Anyway, the food can't be ready for a while."

"I haven't seen my wife for five days. What's the point of being hungry?"

Zhou Mo was amused, only helpless.

Han Chen is teasing her.

Zhou Mo pointed to the rice cooker in the corner of the desk, and said, "Go and steam the rice, hurry up, we cooperate and cook quickly."

"Okay," Han Chen angrily let go of his hand and helped to steam the rice.

Zhou Mo started to pack vegetables and meat.

After Han Chen finished steaming the rice, he came to the kitchen to help Zhou Mo chop the onions.

I have to say that Han Chen has a good habit.

"Aunt Liang used to cook, and you also help out like this?"

"No, the aunt who lives at home used to cook."

"But when you lived in Yuanshangju, you didn't see anyone hired at home?"

"At that time..." Han Chen thought for a while, and said, "My mother brought me meals from the hospital cafeteria, and sometimes cooked. I didn't help her much."

In other words, at that time, he was used to stretching out his hands for clothes and opening his mouth for food, so how could he think of such things.

"Then how do you know to help in the kitchen?" Zhou Mo was curious.

"Look at what Uncle Zhou learned," Han Chen said, "every time I go to your house, if Aunt Liu cooks, Uncle Zhou will never be idle, at least he will peel onions and garlic. Aunt Liu has rhinitis and can't smell spicy. The peppers are served by Uncle Zhou."

"You observe very carefully."

"There is no way not to be careful," Han Chen said, "Your house is so enviable, who wouldn't want to take a second look?"

Zhou Mo thought for a while, and said triumphantly, "Yes."

The two cooperated tacitly, and soon, a meal was formed.

Zhou Mo made a steamed tilapia and stir-fried mapo tofu. She didn't like raw meat, so the braised pork was handed over to Han Chen.

Not to mention, he really did something like that.

The sugar was shiny and not mushy at all, and the stewed meat was soft and rotten. Although Zhou Mo didn't like pork, but looking at the rich soup, she immediately felt that it was too good for a meal. She couldn't help but take a sip.

As a result, before eating it in the mouth, the tongue was burned.

Han Chen turned off the fire, immediately held her face in his hands, stared at her mouth and said, "Let me see, stick out your tongue, don't get blisters."

Zhou Mo was a little embarrassed, she was not used to opening her mouth in front of people, even going to the dentist was a little uncomfortable for her.

Han Chen insisted, "Open your mouth, let me see."

Zhou Mo didn't dare to look directly at him, she could only glance at him, and then opened her mouth in embarrassment.

"Tongue, let me see."

"Oh, I'm fine," Zhou Mo felt embarrassed, and wanted to break his face away from his hands, but Han Chen held it tightly and refused to let it go.

He straightened her head forcefully, and said in a threatening tone, "Let me take a look."

Zhou Mo couldn't help it, so he could only open his mouth wide and stick out his tongue to show him, "Is it alright?"

"Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt," Zhou Mo complained, "You're making such a fuss, I didn't even eat it. I put down my chopsticks as soon as I encountered some heat."

Only then did Han Chen let go, and began to serve the dishes with confidence, "I'm making you greedy. Be more careful next time."

"I know," Zhou Mo leaned forward with a smile, rested his chin on his shoulder on tiptoe, and looked at him with a smirk: "You are more verbose than my mother now, so how about calling you 'Mother Han' from now on?"

Han Chen smirked and said, "Why don't you call me 'Daddy'?"

"..."

Zhou Moxin said, this is the legend, after dating for a long time, do you want to be the other party's father...

After the two had a good meal, they took a shower each.

It's hot, and I can't stay in the house without taking a shower.

Although the air conditioner was always on, Zhou Mo still felt uncomfortable, and he could only feel better after taking a shower.

Han Chen also doesn't like to set the temperature too low, saying that too low temperature is not good for health.

That's true for Zhou Mo, if you don't turn on the air conditioner, if you turn on the air conditioner, you will feel hot and headache again.

Han Chen said that this was because Zhou Mo got used to blowing the air conditioner, which affected the body temperature regulation function, so he should not be greedy for coolness in the future.

Zhou Mo didn't know if what Han Chen said was true or not, and if it was just to scare her, anyway, she believed everything he said.

Han Chen said that she would obediently let the air conditioner turn on no matter how high the air conditioner was turned on.

I have to say that Zhou Mo is very obedient tonight.

Han Chen had completely grasped Zhou Mo's mind, she felt guilty because she couldn't see his father because of the project.

Han Chen didn't want to let go of this great opportunity.

Zhou Mo leaned in his arms, kept looking at the TV screen, and sometimes smiled following the content on the TV.

Han Chen got up early and had bad thoughts.

He started to be dishonest with Zhou Mo's hand.

At first Zhou Mo didn't think there was anything wrong, but later on Han Chen became more and more wanton.

"What are you doing?" Zhou Mo sensed Han Chen's thoughts, and asked Jiao Didi knowingly.

Han Chen smiled without saying a word, turned over and threw him down, and couldn't help kissing those delicate pink lips.

midnight.

Zhou Mo was already lying limp on the bed. She had just been carried out of the bathroom by Han Chen, and she still hadn't recovered from the numbness all over her body.

Han Chen came back from the bathroom.

Zhou Mo glanced at him nervously, "Have you brushed your teeth yet?"

"Scanned, check if you don't believe me," Han Chen helplessly climbed back onto the bed.

Zhou Mo stepped back half a body reactively, with his legs between his legs, and immediately pulled the quilt to cover himself, very wary of Han Chen.

Han Chen smiled, "I don't have a sore back this time, so you're still guarding against me?"

Zhou Mo was ashamed and angry, "Why don't you let my back hurt?"

Han Chen had a good time, "Not necessarily? That's not what you said just now."

Zhou Mo was annoyed, and slammed his fists at Han Chen crazily.

Han Chen reacted quickly, grabbed her hands, wrapped her in his arms, and then pulled her to lie down.

There is also an air conditioner in the bedroom. Zhou Mo complained that it was too hot when he was working, so he lowered the temperature.

At this moment, Han Chen was afraid that Zhou Mo would catch a cold, so while lying down, Han Chen also got up to find a quilt, covered Zhou Mo, and raised the temperature a little.

"How's the temperature?" Han Chen asked, "Is it comfortable?"

Zhou Mo didn't think there was anything wrong at first, but when it came to the last three words, everything was wrong.

This question... Han Chen also asked her at the most emotional moment.

At that time, Zhou Mo felt like a puppet being manipulated, and Han Chen was at the end of the thread.

The ups and downs are all under his control.

Unlike before, this time she didn't have back pain at all, but...?