Zhou Mo still didn't use his hands, so he took the cup that Han Chen picked up and took a short sip.

It was sweet and not hot, so she started to drink it in big mouthfuls.

After she finished drinking, Han Chen shaved her nose gently with a punitive scrutiny.

"It's really hard for you to serve me. I am so patient. If I had to be someone else, I would have collapsed long ago."

Zhou Mo hummed lightly, "Don't you want to? If you don't want to, I'll leave now."

"I am willing, how could I not?" Han Chen stood up and thought, how dare I not.

"It's almost the same," Zhou Mo chuckled and pecked his lips on tiptoe. "When will the meal be delivered?"

"At least an hour," Han Chen asked, "Are you hungry?"

"Yeah, I'm a little dizzy."

"Hyperglycemia is low," Han Chen helped her lie down, "I'll go get the breakfast I bought, you can put your stomach first."

"I want to eat mahjong."

"good."

Zhou Mo took a few simple bites, and finally, his head was not so dizzy, his blood sugar came up, and he became more energetic.

Han Chen accompanied her to eat a few bites.

The two were lying on the bed together again.

Zhou Mo looked up at him: "Let's go watch TV, okay? It's too boring to lie here."

"Okay," Han Chen took someone to carry the cup to the sofa. He turned on the TV. The living room was too bright and had a strong reflection. He pulled the curtains again.

The entire living room was dim.

Zhou Mo felt that the atmosphere was very good. She casually found a variety show that was very popular and funny, and Han Chen covered her quilts and sat on the sofa to watch it.

"It's good to have snacks," said Zhou Mo.
Chapter completed!