Han Shen understands Zhou Mo's psychology.

This is a double play of self-esteem and low self-esteem.

Without saying a word, he directly picked up Zhou Mo, and then put the person on the dining table, he supported his hands on both sides of Zhou Mo, half-bowed his waist, bullied forward, and looked directly into Zhou Mo's eyes.

"How can you say something like 'disgust', huh? They are all mortal fetuses, it is normal to be sick, just see a doctor when you are sick, don't think about it," Han Shen raised his chin slightly and pecked Zhou Mo's lips shallowly, "Didn't you think I couldn't do it before?" Aren't you married to me too? Have you ever hated me? ”

Zhou Mo lowered his head and muttered in a voice: "No." ”

"That's it."

"That's different, I thought you couldn't do it, and you really couldn't...... It was all at that time...... "Zhou Mo didn't know how to explain it," they were joking at that time. ”

"How are they kidding?"

Zhou Mo looked at him: "You're not not there." ”

"I can't remember."

Zhou Mo knew that Han Shendu was deliberate.

He just wanted to divert her attention and make her think of something interesting and happy.

"At that time...... It seems to be a party, everyone guesses, saying that everyone else is long, and you are the shortest...... Ask what. ”

Zhou Mo felt ashamed when he thought about it.

This brain teaser, Zhou Mo hadn't heard of it, and couldn't help but follow the superficial thoughts.

Then, the impression that Han Shen was not good appeared in Zhou Mo's mind.

Coupled with the fact that on the day of the breakup, she was like that, and Han Shen still held on to it, so Zhou Mo thought that Han Shen might have something wrong.

The first record of less than ten minutes confirmed Zhou Mo's thoughts.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have suggested that Han Shen go to Zhong Zhicheng to register.

But...... Han Shen subsequently used "excellent" performance to prove that he was not impossible, but very good......

Zhou Mo also realized that he had misunderstood Han Shen.

The mystery that says Han Shen is the shortest, and the others are very long is the name.

Han Shen's name is only two words, isn't it the shortest.

If you want to blame it only in high school, the boy who told this riddle was too bad, and I have to limit the scope to say that the boys present were all long, and only Han Shen was the shortest.

"Now you understand?" Han Shen asked with a smile.

Zhou Mo nodded.

Han Shen teased and gently scraped Zhou Mo's nose, "I'll cook noodles." Give you hot medicine in a moment. Chinese medicine is very bitter, how do you swallow it, with honey water? ”

Zhou Mo shook his head, "I want to drink peach juice." ”

Han Shen was stunned for a moment, and the smile on his face gradually dissipated, "I'll buy it for you." ”

"I want to sink the source."

"I know," Han Shen casually took the key and went out.

Zhou Mo watched him leave, jumped off the table, and went into the kitchen to cook noodles.

Twelve o'clock in the middle of the night.

The two sat at the table facing each other.

Han Shen came back from Manshan and went straight to Zhou Mo, who hadn't eaten much.

Zhou Mo too, as soon as he came back, he and Han Shen devoted themselves to the affairs of husband and wife, and they were even more hungry.

However, it was too late, and it was not good to eat too much, so the two of them barely managed to deal with a few bites, and they didn't eat much.

Han Shen helped Zhou Mo to warm up Chinese medicine.

The thick and bitter smell of medicine choked him, and he couldn't breathe well.

However, Zhou Mo still had to drink this black, unpleasant and unpleasant Chinese medicine.

Han Shen found a cup, poured a cup of peach juice for Zhou Mo, and brought the rock candy over.

"You drink it first, if it's too bitter, just take a rock candy."

"Well," Zhou Mo knew that she was squeamish, and she didn't like bitter things either.

But the medicine is bitter, and now, for the sake of the body, I have to drink it.

She didn't ask for that much either.

With his eyes closed, he picked up the medicine bowl and grunted and took a sip.

The bitter taste was still burning with fire, down her mouth, all the way to her esophagus, and finally in her stomach.

Han Shen hurriedly handed over the freshly poured peach juice.

Zhou Mo took it, closed his eyes and gulped down.

At the bottom of a cup, Zhou Mo's whole face was wrinkled together when he was still bitter.

"Okay, okay?" Han Shen asked.

Zhou Mo shook his head.

Han Shen poured her another glass.

Zhou Mo took another drink.

"It's still so bitter."

"Another drink?"

Zhou Mo waved his hand, "It's good." ”

With the addition of decoction and medicine, how can the stomach stand it after three cups of water?

Han Shen frowned, took out a rock candy, and "Open your mouth." ”

Zhou Mo looked at it and said with disgust: "Forget it, eating sugar at night makes me have a toothache." ”

"Isn't it okay to brush your teeth?" Han Shen stepped forward and held her chin.

Zhou Mo opened his mouth slightly, waiting for Han Shen to throw the rock candy in.

As a result, Han Shen threw rock candy into his mouth and bent over Zhou Mo's lips.

Wisps of sweetness flowed in Zhou Mo's mouth.

The bitterness stained on the mucous membranes was licked away, and in the end only sweetness remained.

Sweet and sweet, I can't help myself, and some things get out of control.

The so-called food and clothing think yi

Desire.

That's pretty much it.

Two o'clock in the middle of the night.

Han Shen came out of the bathroom, and then brushed his freshly dried hair.

Zhou Mo lay on the bed softly, not wanting to move.

Seeing Han Shen walk in, she reluctantly turned over and stretched out her hand towards Han Shen.

Han Shen stepped forward and took her hand, "What's wrong?" Back pain? ”

Zhou Mo shook his head, "Sleepy." ”

Han Shen leaned over and kissed the corner of Zhou Mo's forehead, "If you are sleepy, go to sleep, it's too late." ”

Zhou Mo pushed his chest, "You still know it's late." ”

Han Shen smiled: "Isn't this missing you." ”

Zhou Mo smiled, snorted pretending to be angry, and asked provocatively, "Where do you think?" ”

"I want to think about everything," Han Shen turned over on the bed, lay on the other side, stretched out his hand to bring the quilt, and held Zhou Mo in his arms.

"You're going to work tomorrow, right? Go to sleep," Zhou Mo urged.

"I'm going to have a holiday tomorrow, until eleven, and I'll take a break in a row, which can be regarded as a benefit for the doctor who went to Manshan to support," Han Shen gently kissed Zhou Mo's side face and said, "You go to sleep quickly, and I'll send you to the academy tomorrow morning." ”

"By the way, I forgot to tell you," Zhou Mo turned over and faced Han Shen, "After eleven, our group will officially work in the first courtyard of Dongda University, and we will work in the same unit in the future." ”

"Really?" Han Shen was pleasantly surprised.

"Of course," Zhou Mo said, "tomorrow my teacher will take us to the first courtyard of the University of Tokyo to see the office." ”

"I'll go with you."

"Okay."

I can't ask for it.

It is rare that Han Shen has time to rest.

Zhou Mo didn't want to be separated from him for a moment.

"I'm so sleepy, I can't bear it, I'll sleep first," Zhou Mo raised his chin and gently pecked Han Shen's lips, "Good night." ”

"Well, you sleep."

Zhou Mo closed his eyes, and his consciousness began to blur, "You don't sleep?" ”

"I can't sleep, I want to take a good look at you."

"Hmmm......"

Zhou Mo responded shallowly, and the person gradually fell into a dream.

Han Shen looked at Zhou Mo in front of him, with his eyes closed, his face was good, his skin was fair and soft, and there were almost no flaws.

Satisfied for no reason.

The more I look at it, the more I feel at ease.

To say that during this time in Manshan, I didn't think about her, it's impossible.

Almost every night, Zhou Mo's voice and smile will appear in his dreams.

This is the woman he dreamed of, how much effort it took to get it, and how reassuring it was to be left at home like this.

Zhou Mo is like that for boys again.

Han Shen was really afraid that he would come back late and be stolen.