Han Chen immediately denied it: "I didn't, why do you think I was kidding you?"
Zhou Mo leaned back in his seat dejectedly. "Speaking of dinner, I understand that I don't have any plans, and I don't have any ideas at all. You can't let me dwell on such trivial matters all the time. Although they are not big things, if they happen too often, I will get irritated and tired of them. You don't like making decisions, but I do? Making decisions is not just about making decisions, and a meal is not just about a meal. Where to eat, what to eat, how much it costs, whether it is cost-effective to eat a la carte or group buy, your and my taste preferences, and so on, all need to be considered. If any one link is not done well, it may lead to an argument."
This may be one of the few experiences she has gained after having so many relationships.
Han Chen, however, didn't think it was a big deal. "You can choose whatever you like. I'm fine with anything. I'm not picky."
Zhou Mo glared at him, "Is what I want what I like? What I want is your attitude!"
Han Chen didn't understand: "What attitude?"
Zhou Mo felt like he was talking to a cow, "No attitude is as indifferent as your current one!"
Han Chen saw Zhou Mo was angry, and his heart suddenly tightened. He said seriously: "I don't care."
"It doesn't matter. Just think about it and express your thoughts."
Han Chen pursed his lips, turned the steering wheel, and parked the car aside.
"I don't really have any ideas."
Zhou Mo was driven crazy by his torture. She wanted to push the door, get out of the car and leave, but Han Chen was just that kind of person. He didn't mean to fool her.
So, she could only patiently guide him and ask, "Then let me ask you, have you thought about what gift to give Zong Yi?"
Han Chen was stunned for a moment, "No."
Zhou Mo knew it, and his heart sank. "Is Zong Zheng your friend now? Du Moliang and Du Moyou are your colleagues, right?"
"Um."
"These are all your relationships, and you need to take the initiative to manage them," Zhou Mo asked, "What if I don't agree to go out with you to buy gifts today? What are you going to give them? Or have you never thought about it and just walked away empty-handed?"
"Maybe... just buy something."
Zhou Mo chuckled, "What do you mean by 'whatever'? Tell me."
Han Chen lowered his eyes, "I don't know either."
Zhou Mo: "I have no idea at all. No need to beat around the bush with me."
Han Chen was speechless.
Zhou Mo was silent for a moment, then calmed down a bit. She said seriously, "Han Chen, do you think we are arguing now?"
Han Chen thought for a few seconds and said, "Yes."
Zhou Mo was slightly relieved, "Not bad, you are not so slow that you can't figure out what our current situation is."
She also didn't want to take advantage of her eloquence to bully him, who was not good at talking.
But there are some things that Han Chen needs to understand.
"I'm asking you a question now. You can't give perfunctory answers like 'whatever,' 'It's all fine,' or 'whatever you say.' You must make a choice and can only choose the answer within the options. You can't answer otherwise."
Considering Han Chen's difficult-to-overcome dullness and his reluctance to express his opinions, Zhou Mo simply turned the question into a multiple-choice question.
Even if he can't do other things, he should at least be able to "solve problems".
"Xiao Le Street, the pedestrian street behind our college and 'Shangdu', choose one of the three." Zhou Mo took a tough attitude and forced him to choose.
Han Chen pursed his lips, his expression conflicted. "I've chosen it, what if you don't like it?"
"I won't dislike it." Zhou Mo promised.
Han Chen: "'Shangdu'."
"Okay," Zhou Mo said, quite satisfied. "Children's bicycle, Gundam model, Lego, pop-up book, choose one from the four."
Han Chen: "What is a pop-up book?"
Zhou Mo: "When you turn the page, the graphics on it will stand up, similar to your university acceptance letter."
Han Chen: "Then let's choose a pop-up book."
Zhou Mo turned his head and looked at Han Chen with a scrutinizing look.
Han Chen couldn't help but feel flustered, "You don't like it?"
Zhou Mo retracted his gaze and said, "No, I wanted to ask you why you chose a pop-up book."
“The rest, nothing new, might be the same as what others buy.”
Zhou Mo nodded. "Yes, that's quite thoughtful. It's the same as what I thought."
Seeing her relaxed expression, Han Chen suddenly relaxed as well, a smile forming on the corner of his lips.
Shang capital.
After Zhou Mo searched on his mobile phone, he found a children's toy store on the fourth floor.
The two of them got on the mall escalator one after the other.
Zhou Mo was browsing his phone in front, and was looking for any well-reviewed restaurants here.
Han Chen stood on a step behind her, holding the handrail with one hand.
Both of them were standing on the right side, when suddenly a naughty little boy rushed into the elevator in a hurry.
When passing by the two of them, Han Chen gently touched Zhou Mo's waist with his left hand, "Be careful."
After he reminded her, Zhou Mo realized that the little boy had rushed upstairs past her.
Zhou Mo turned around and almost touched Han Chen's face.
She stood a step above him, a head taller than him, her lips roughly at the tip of his nose.
"Don't look at your phone while walking." Han Chen's narrow eyes widened, and his breath hit Zhou Mo's throat.
"Oh," Zhou Mo's neck was burned red by his breath. He put away his phone, turned forward, and faced away from Han Chen, but his heart was beating wildly.
"Han Chen," Zhou Mo said, "Will you stand side by side with me?"
"Stand to the side, out of the way."
“…”
But he was standing behind her like this, so close to her, and she felt a little uncomfortable.
"Are you shy?" Han Chen asked suddenly.
Zhou Mo's ears were itchy and his face flushed red. "What nonsense are you talking about?"
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