Du Moyou looked at him suspiciously and took two boxes of self-heating rice from the shelf. "Are two boxes enough?"
"enough."
Du Moyou scans the code to pay.
Zong Zheng took the handbag, put his arm around Du Moyou, and walked out of the supermarket.
After entering the elevator, Du Moyou asked him, "What big deal do you mean?"
"That's what happens after we have enough food and clothing," Zong Zheng gestured, picking up the handbag.
When one has enough food and clothing, he will think about sex.
Du Moyou understood Zong Zheng's meaning immediately due to the tacit understanding between husband and wife over the years. Du Moyou glanced at him.
…
After Han Chen came back, he took all the things to the bathroom.
Waited about ten minutes.
Zhou Mo came out of the bathroom, holding his stomach, and walked very slowly, his legs numb from sitting.
Han Chen saw that she was limping and picked her up.
Zhou Mo quickly put his arms around his neck.
"I can walk."
"Don't be so arrogant."
After sending the person to the bedroom, Han Chen turned around and went to the kitchen to get some warm honey water and handed it to Zhou Mo.
"I don't have any brown sugar water here, and the supermarket downstairs doesn't have any either. I'll go buy some tomorrow."
"It's okay, honey water is enough."
"Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Han Chen asked.
Zhou Mo shook his head. "I just got here, so I don't feel much. I guess I'll feel uncomfortable at night."
She knew her old problem: when her period first came, she didn't have any special symptoms, but after a few hours, she would feel uncomfortable all over.
"The timing is wrong this time. Last time you were at the end of the month, not the beginning."
"..." Zhou Mo: "You have a really good memory."
Han Chen asked coldly, "Did you eat something cold and postpone the date?"
Zhou Mo stuck out his tongue, he was right.
"It was too hot a few days ago, so I ate the ice cream you bought."
"I won't buy you any more in the future," Han Chen said coldly, "No wonder Aunt Liu doesn't let you eat cold food. You can't control yourself at all."
Zhou Mo argued, "It's really just too hot."
"Just because it's hot, can I ignore my menstrual cycle and eat cold food?"
Zhou Mo knew he was in the wrong and could only let Han Chen lecture him.
She drank the honey water obediently, glancing at Han Chen.
Han Chen lowered his head to look at the ibuprofen box, probably checking the dosage, his face tense and looking very ugly.
After Zhou Mo finished drinking the water, he took the initiative to hand him the cup, hoping to attract his attention.
Han Chen took it and casually placed it on the bedside table, but his eyes remained on the medicine box. "Take the ibuprofen in advance to avoid the pain and sleeplessness at night."
As he spoke, he took out a pill and handed it to Zhou Mo.
Zhou Mo saw the white pills and said, "It's bitter."
Han Chen had no choice but to pick up the cup and walk out of the bedroom.
After a while, he came back with a glass of water in his hand.
"I added more honey. Try it and see if it's sweet enough. If not, I'll add more."
Zhou Mo was too lazy to touch the food, so he took a sip from the cup he was holding and said, "Not sweet enough."
Han Chen turned and walked out of the bedroom. After a while, he came back in with a cup.
"What about this time?"
Zhou Mo lowered his head and took another sip, "That's enough."
"Drink the medicine quickly." Han Chen urged.
Zhou Mo stopped teasing him and drank the medicine obediently.
The pills are indeed bitter, but fortunately the honey water is sweet enough.
"Remember to brush your teeth later. Drinking something so sweet can easily cause cavities."
"Oh, okay."
Zhou Mo responded lazily, feeling like a child being taken care of.
Before going to bed, Han Chen watched Zhou Mo brush his teeth.
Zhou Mo stood in front of the sink and said, "My waist hurts, my stomach is uncomfortable, and I can't walk."
Han Chen smiled helplessly, "You've made me addicted to hugging you."
"No?" Zhou Mo asked.
"Okay," Han Chen bent down and picked up the person, walked out of the bathroom, put the person on the bed, and covered Zhou Mo with a quilt.
Zhou Mo lay on his side and called him, "Han Chen."
"Hmm?" Han Chen brushed the hair away from her cheek.
"My cell phone."
"I'll get it for you."
He went outside to get Zhou Mo's cell phone and handed it to her.
Zhou Mo took it and placed it next to the pillow. She reached out and held Han Chen's hand, "Lie down with me for a while."
"I'll change my clothes first."
"Um."
Han Chen was wearing his coat when he went out, and when he came back he was busy taking care of Zhou Mo and didn't have time to change.
Zhou Mo saw him walk to the closet, take out a loose gray sweatshirt and sweatpants, and throw them on the bed.
After closing the wardrobe, he turned around and sat on the edge of the bed, taking off his shirt to change into a loose sweatshirt for sleeping.
Zhou Mo moved to the edge of the bed and rested her head on it, wanting to see his abdominal muscles. Suddenly, her eyes were attracted by the words on his abdomen. Curious, she reached out and poked it with her index finger.
Han Chen felt that someone was up to something bad, so he stopped getting dressed, turned around and sat sideways, facing Zhou Mo.
"Why, are you afraid it was painted on?"
"No, I'm just curious."
And the more I look at it, the more curious I become.
"What were you thinking? Didn't you say you didn't like me touching you? Why did you tattoo my name on your body?"
"It's just a whim."
Zhou Mo snorted and leaned forward. She lowered her head and gently kissed the place where her name was printed.
Han Chen was provoked, and his whole body was electrified. He stepped back reflexively, "Don't mess around..."
"You can write but I can't kiss you?" Zhou Mo was dissatisfied and turned around to lie back in the quilt obediently.
Han Chen was helpless. "Are you taking advantage of the fact that I can't touch you today and deliberately making trouble for me?"
Zhou Mo made a face at him, her thoughts were obvious, she did it on purpose.
"Wait."
Han Chen said something harsh and stood up to unbuckle his belt.
Seeing his scary look, Zhou Mo immediately covered his head with the quilt.
Han Chen changed his clothes, climbed onto the bed, and hugged him from behind, "What are you hiding from?"
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