In the end, under the cranky thinking, Zhou Mo came to the conclusion that who said it was hard, it was obviously soft.

In fact, Zhou Mo and Han Shen have not had a more intimate move, and even Zhou Mo took the initiative to mention it at the beginning, but the time is too long, Zhou Mo has to forget what it is like to feel blushing, heartbeat, and breathing disorder.

At the age of seventeen or eighteen at the peak of hormone secretion, when it comes to "intimacy", most of them are dominated by irrational factors such as genes and hormones, and many people call it "impulsive".

With the precipitation of time and experience, as well as the decline of hormonal content, reason gradually takes over the dominance of determining the occurrence of "intimate" relationships.

For example, when Zhou Mo is considering a marriage partner, he often draws the other party's radar chart in his mind, and the indicators are ideal, so that it is possible to enter the next link.

Except, of course, Han Shen.

He is here in Zhou Mo, and all the indicators are top-notch.

There is only one item, and it is also the one that Zhou Mo minds the most, Han Shen is almost zero.

It is the ultimate luxury in marriage - love.

Does Han Shen have love with her?

Zhou Mo could only answer, there was.

Very briefly. It only existed for less than six months, and then disappeared into ashes, and it was at the age when hormone secretion was at its most vigorous.

At that time, she didn't know whether she was ignorant or bold, and her covetousness for Han Shen's body was fully revealed.

Now it's completely different, it's the same Han Shen, but it's just an accidental touch, which makes her tremble for a long time.

I waited about ten minutes.

Han Shen turned off the computer, and when it was time to turn it off, he simply cleaned up his desk and sorted out the books and medical records.

"Your current habits are pretty good," Zhou Mo said.

"Hmm," Han was stunned.

In the past, Han Shen was not an exaggeration to say that he was sloppy.

When Han Shen lived on the opposite side of her house, she had her own study, and the two most things in the study, all kinds of model airplanes and books, were thrown everywhere, and she picked up a book from the ground casually, and there might be a model airplane pressed underneath.

Liang Xinyun said that he would clean him up, Han Shen refused to let him live or die, and he lost his temper with Liang Xinyun, so he didn't let Liang Xinyun move his things.

Zhou Mo was fortunate enough to go into Han Shen's study a few times, and the impression given to Zhou Mo there was similar to the garbage dump she imagined.

The huge desk was stacked with stacks of books and study materials, and Zhou Mo also teased him, saying that his desk was more like a returned scientist than a returned scientist.

There was not even a place to stay in the room, and Zhou Mo moved his foot once, almost stepping on him a Hobbyki

g-L39。

Han Shen hurriedly stopped her and shouted, "Don't touch my Hobbyki."

g。 ”

Zhou Mo knew that the small model plane lying on the ground was originally called this name.

The trash can next to the desk was even more terrifying, the garbage inside overflowed, and the paper towels fell outside, and he didn't even clean it up.

Zhou Mo couldn't bear it, if this was in her house, she would be crazy.

What's more, when she and Han Shen went out, an English dictionary on his desk was not put away and fell to the ground.

Zhou Mo thought that Han Shen would turn around and pick it up, but Han Shen closed the door fearlessly.

"The dictionary is off." Zhou Mo reminded.

"Come back and pick it up." Han Shen replied.

"......" Zhou Mo was convinced in her heart.

Today's Han Shen has changed a lot, and he is different from the one in Zhou Mo's impression.

"Let's go," Han Shen stood up and checked the power supply on the table.

Zhou Mo got up, and when she saw the lunch box on the side, she reminded, "This." ”

Han Shen looked at it and picked it up casually.

Zhou Mo picked up his bag and turned around to follow him.

When he went out, he happened to meet Ling Yuebin, and when he saw that the two of them finally came out, he always had a faint evil smile and asked, "I finally gave up, my legs are numb outside." ”

Han Shen smashed his fist into Ling Yuebin's arm, "Don't talk nonsense. ”

"It hurts, it hurts," Ling Yuebin played on his body, pretending to be in terrible pain.

Han Shen grabbed the back of his neck with his hand, Ling Yue shrank his neck, lowered his head and bent down to dodge it.

"Don't make trouble," Han Shen withdrew, "I'll leave it to you in the afternoon." ”

Ling Yuebin also returned to seriousness, "Don't worry, as long as it helps solve your lifelong affairs, I will help you with ten or eight classes." ”

"What you said," Han Shen looked back at Zhou Mo, "Did you hear that?" ”

Zhou Mo's face flushed, "What did you hear?" ”

Han Shen said much.

Ling Yuebin was quick to speak, "Han Shen, you are a scoundrel, collusion is not counted." Miss Zhou, you can't just agree to Han Shen casually, otherwise I will die, ten out of eight classes...... I can't rest yet. ”

Zhou Mo's face turned even redder.

"Let's go, go home for dinner, I'm starving," Han Shen turned around and left.

Ling Yuebin: "Goodbye." ”

Han Shen turned his back to him and waved his hand, and Zhou Mo politely said goodbye to him, "Goodbye, Doctor Ling"

When getting off the elevator, Han Shen pressed the first floor, and the parking lot was on the second floor.

Zhou Mo was surprised, "Didn't you say send me home?" ”

Han Shen: "I'll have a meal first." ”

Zhou Mo: "...... Then I'll take a taxi back by myself. ”

Han Shen looked cold, "I said I would send you." ”

Zhou Mo didn't react for a while, whether he sent it or not.

Han Shen explained: "I'll eat first, and I'll send you back after a while." ”

Zhou Mo: "Where to eat?" ”

Han Shen picked up the lunch box in his hand, "Of course, I will eat it at home." ”

“……”

Zhou Mo felt like he had been deceived.

When she saw the lunch box, she suddenly remembered and asked, "Can you still eat spicy food now?" ”

"Okay."

"My parents put a little too much chili pepper when they cooked, I don't know if you can get used to it."

"It should be fine."

Zhou Mo felt that Han Shen was not as confident as he was when it came to eating spicy food.

At the beginning, he accompanied her to eat almost all the heavy spicy spicy spicy hot people in the whole Dongjiang River, and made her bow to the wind.

The two arrived home.

Zhou Mo took off the backpack on his body, picked up the lunch box and went to the kitchen.

Han Shen followed behind her, leaning against the door and watching Zhou Mo open the lunch box little by little.

"The plate is underneath, and the microwave is here," Han Shen said, gesturing.

Zhou Mo didn't do as he instructed, "Do you have rice and potatoes?" ”

Han Shen: "There is rice, but potatoes don't know." ”

Zhou Mo glared at him, "Can't you open the refrigerator and take a look?" ”

Han Shen obediently opened the refrigerator, "I can't see it." ”

Zhou Mo glanced sideways briefly, looking at the full refrigerator, she pushed him away, looked through the contents of the refrigerator little by little, and finally really let her release two potatoes, "Isn't there one?" ”

"I didn't buy the food," Han Shen continued to lean lazily against the door.

Zhou Mo saw him look dead, the more she thought about it, the more angry she became, she stopped peeling potatoes and asked him, "Do you eat or do I eat?" ”

The implication was to urge him to do it.

Han Shen's face was not red and his heart was not beating, and his expression was indifferent as usual: "You do it and I will eat it." ”

Zhou Moqi smoked from the top of his skull, and rolled his eyes at him several times.

Han Shen always looked full and watchful, "I'm too tired and have no strength, don't you love to be good and do good deeds?" Then you good people do it to the end. ”