Zhou Mo just couldn't stand Han Chen being like this.
Why is it that I am naked, but Han Chen looks like nothing happened, neatly dressed and righteous?
Han Chen hugged Zhou Mo together with the quilt, and bent down to kiss his forehead.
"Liar," Zhou Mo glared at him with gritted teeth.
"How did I lie to you?" Han Chen asked.
He bullied her without even taking off her clothes. What else could he be but a liar?
Han Chen smiled but said nothing, "Aren't you happy?"
Zhou Mo was choked. She was not convinced and said angrily, "I'm not happy."
"What's wrong with being unhappy?" Han Chen leaned over to Zhou Mo's ear and whispered, "My hands are still damp."
Zhou Mo's face flushed terribly, and with a show of revenge, he punched Han Chen in the chest.
Han Chen hugged her even tighter.
Zhou Mo pulled up the corner of the quilt to cover her face. It was so embarrassing that she couldn't face anyone.
After a while, the shame and anger finally passed, and Zhou Mo poked his head out from under the quilt.
"Han Chen." she called.
"Um?"
"Are you... not able to?"
“…”
Zhou Mo analyzed seriously: "What you're doing is marriage fraud."
“…”
"Why don't you go get a checkup someday?"
"Can you please stop guessing?"
"I'm not guessing, I'm serious," Zhou Mo said, "and my dad, as an expert, also recommends a comprehensive physical examination before marriage."
Han Chen narrowed his eyes at her, "Why, are you still afraid that I will make you a widow?"
Zhou Mo was angry and slapped him.
Han Chen grabbed her hand and told her the truth: "There's nothing we can do. Let's just forget about it today."
"Who said no? Have you forgotten what I sell?" Zhou Mo pushed him away.
Han Chen realized it later, and his eyes lit up, "Where is it?"
"Go look in the closet yourself," Zhou Mo said angrily, turning around and facing away from him.
Han Chen immediately stood up and opened Zhou Mo's wardrobe, and saw a cardboard box in the corner of the bottom layer of the wardrobe. He opened the lid of the cardboard box, and it was full of various colorful "goods".
He picked up a box at random, took a quick look at the packaging box which was all in English, but couldn't stop smiling.
Lying back on the bed, hugging Zhou Mo from behind, he placed the box in front of Zhou Mo and asked, "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
Zhou Mo: "Isn't it early enough? You already know everything even if I don't tell you. Have you forgotten how you used this to threaten me into getting married with you?"
Han Chen apologized, "I really forgot."
Zhou Mo turned around and faced him, "You missed a good opportunity."
"Yes, it's a pity." Han Chen kissed Zhou Mo's cheek apologetically, "But... it's not too late now."
As the saying goes, there is no land that can be plowed to death, only cows that can be worked to death.
This bull of his hasn't started moving yet.
Han Chen leaned over, pressed the back of Zhou Mo's neck, and pushed him down.
The action is rather rude.
Zhou Mo raised his head from the pillow and said dissatisfiedly: "Be gentle."
Han Chen leaned over and kissed the back of her neck.
Zhou Mo then heard a belt buckle snap behind him.
Her heart froze, and she instinctively turned around and asked, "You're not going to use this to..."
Han Chen's phone suddenly rang when he was halfway through his words.
He took out his cell phone and took a look at it, his expression suddenly becoming serious.
He rolled over and sat on the edge of the bed, then answered the phone: "Director...Okay, I'll go over and take a look right away."
"What's wrong?" Zhou Mo asked, lying beside him.
Han Chen hung up the phone and rearranged his clothes. "Corey has something urgent to do. I have to go back now."
"Go quickly," Zhou Mo said.
Han Chen helped Zhou Mo pull up the quilt, then lowered his head and kissed her forehead apologetically, "I'm sorry."
"Business is important, hurry up and don't delay," Zhou Mo urged.
Han Chen was extremely reluctant to let go of the person he had been thinking about for so many years, and now he saw that the person could completely belong to him, but there was just one step missing.
"I'm leaving," Han Chen said, a little depressed. "You live alone, so be sure to be safe."
"I know. Stop talking nonsense and let's go." Zhou Mo reached out and pushed him.
Han Chen was afraid that the situation would continue, and he didn't want to leave, so he could only endure it and leave with gritted teeth.
Hearing the sound of the door closing outside the bedroom, Zhou Mo knew that Han Chen was gone forever.
She hugged the quilt and lay on her back in bed.
It’s not like she couldn’t see him, so why did she feel empty after Han Chen left?
She turned over and lay on her side. She touched the place where Han Chen had just lain and found that there was still some warmth.
The pillow where Han Chen had rested his head still had his scent on it.
…
The next day.
Zhou Mo is helping Liu Kai process some of his data.
Liu Kai was still busy taking care of his father, and some of the data in his graduation project had not been processed yet.
Zhou Mo and Zhao Xiaoshuang offered to help share some of the burden.
Zhao Xiaoshuang encountered a bug and scratched her head for a long time. The program kept reporting errors and the screen was all red.
She leaned back in her chair dejectedly. "This job is truly inhumane. I can't see where the mistake is. How on earth did Liu Kai do it? How come he didn't encounter so many bugs?"
"Let me take a look," Zhou Mo came over and checked each line. He couldn't see any problems with his naked eyes. "How about you try a different data?"
"This is the only way," Zhao Xiaoshuang rubbed her neck. "Let's run in the afternoon. I'm really tired."
"Well, take a break first."
Zhou Mo continued to work hard.
Bang bang.
Someone knocks on the door.
Zhou Mo raised his eyes, "Teacher?"
Zhao Xiaoshuang also asked: "Teacher, what can I do for you?"
Shen Qingyi's face was serious, his brows furrowed, "Where's Zhang Lanlan?"
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