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"Don't worry, I don't mind it."

"I hate it!"

Mo Yixia immediately felt aggrieved: "Don't you even want to satisfy such a small thing..."

"Okay, okay, can't I eat it?"

Han Zhou sighed helplessly. Although Mo Yixia was lazy, she bit the candied haws accurately. There should be no saliva on the remaining candied haws. He bit a candied haws and swallowed it into his mouth.

"How is it?" Mo Yixia looked at him.

"It's quite sweet."

This was the only comment Han Zhou could come up with, and he thought the eight dollars was not worth it.

"Really? Sweet is the best."

Mo Yixia nodded slightly, revealing a satisfied expression, "It's no wonder that I licked your candied haws just now. I am really sweet, right?"

Han Zhou's expression froze.

"what……"

Without giving him a chance to speak, Mo Yixia opened her mouth and continued to wait for feeding.

Han Zhou handed the candied haws to her mouth expressionlessly and repeated the previous process.

He didn't wait for Mo Yixia to say anything else and ate the last candied haws consciously.

Mo Yixia said with relief: “Am I so sweet that you can’t help yourself?”

"Yeah."

Han Zhou said a few perfunctorily, found a trash can, spit out the seeds, and threw the stick in. He was thinking about whether to eat the other string of candied haws when he turned around and saw Mo Yixia extending her left hand to him.

He asked suspiciously, "What do you want to do?"

I don’t know if it’s because he’s too excited about the holiday, but this guy was acting extra dramatic today.

"Of course we held hands. Why else do you think I would specifically free up your hand?"

Mo Yixia said in a matter-of-fact tone, "Didn't you say that now is the time to create 'effective memory'?"

So eating candied haws is to free up your hands...

Han Zhou was dumbfounded: "When did I say that 'effective memory' means holding hands?"

Mo Yixia sighed and grabbed his hand with just the right amount of force to make it impossible for him to break free.

The sound disappeared into the night and penetrated into the ears of those around him.

"That's what I said."

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 161 It's all in my calculation

"You have to be extra careful when staying in a hotel these days. You have to check every corner of the room, especially the bathroom and the area facing the bed. You never know where there might be a camera..."

Han Zhou was checking the room where Mo Yixia would stay tonight.

He followed Uncle Gu's instructions last time and checked the room carefully, but did not find anything unusual.

This was expected. After all, that much money was not wasted. This hotel was of high standard and it was unlikely that there were any hidden cameras. He would check carefully mainly for peace of mind.

"You seem to have a lot of experience in booking a hotel room."

At this moment, Mo Yixia's faint voice sounded behind him.

"I can't afford such an expensive hotel. Haven't I stayed in ordinary hotels a few times?" Han Zhou said unhappily.

"It has nothing to do with the price. Generally speaking, boys don't care too much about whether there are cameras when staying in a hotel. It's usually girls who care about this, or when a man and a woman live together."

After a pause, Mo Yixia said slowly, "Of course, there is a probability that there will be one man and multiple women, one woman and multiple men, or multiple men and multiple women. However, so many people living in the same room may not care about the cameras, and it is not impossible that they bring their own cameras... So which situation do you belong to?"

No, can you elaborate on why you want to bring your own camera...

The corner of Han Zhou's mouth twitched. Although he had been Mo Yixia's teacher, he still had no idea how this guy had such a broad range of knowledge.

But then again, facing such a question, he actually felt inexplicably guilty. He didn't turn around, and replied calmly: "We are a man and a woman now. Help you check the room. What's so strange about it?"

"is it?"

Mo Yixia made a "tsk" sound and had no intention of continuing to ask.

Han Zhou secretly breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and sat down next to the girl, picked up the backpack and began to study it. Mo Yixia would definitely need to change clothes tomorrow, and if the zipper still couldn't be opened tonight, then he would have to open it violently.

After studying it for a while, he estimated that the zipper was stuck by something, probably a thread or something. He was thinking about how to deal with it when he turned around and saw Mo Yixia beside him touching her wrist and lost in thought.

He couldn't help but ask, "What are you doing?"

"Check your pulse."

"Do you know how to do this?"

Han Zhou was in awe. He knew that Mo Yixia had a strong learning ability and there was almost no skill that she could not master. It just depended on whether she wanted to learn or not, so he did not doubt it too much.

"I know a little."

Not sure if it was a sudden impulse, Mo Yixia suddenly turned her head and looked at him, "Do you want me to take your pulse?"

Seeing her making such a request, Han Zhou became a little suspicious and asked cautiously: "Can you really do it?"

"Of course, but the pulse I take may not be accurate. You can just listen to it casually. There is no need to take it seriously."

"Okay, which hand?"

"It doesn't matter whether I use it with my left hand or not, I'll just use my left hand."

Han Zhou held a skeptical attitude and stretched out his left hand tentatively.

Mo Yixia didn't do anything weird. She put her hand on his wrist silently, lowered her eyes and thought, it really looked like that.

"How about it?"

"Are you nervous now?" Mo Yixia asked instead of answering, "This question is very important."

"I'm not nervous." Han Zhou looked calm and composed.

"Just don't be nervous."

Noila Mo nodded thoughtfully, still pressing Han Zhou's pulse, and said, "The pulse on the radial side is weak and weak, and it is weak when pressed hard. The pulse is thin and slow..."

This sounds so complicated... Han Zhou was a little curious and said, "I don't understand what you are saying. Just tell me the conclusion."

Mo Yixia raised her eyes to look at him, then lowered her head and fell into silence for a long time.

For most patients, the most frightening situation is that when they ask the doctor about their symptoms, the doctor has a sullen face and remains silent. However, Han Zhou is very clear about his condition. At least he is very healthy now. He is very curious about what Mo Yixia can come up with.

"You are talking."

Seeing that Mo Yixia was reluctant to speak, Han Zhou had no choice but to take out his phone and search the information himself.

"Let me see. The pulse on the radial side is weak and feeble. It is powerless when pressed hard... Isn't this kidney deficiency?!"

Han Zhou's mouth twitched. He should have known that this guy had no good intentions and was slandering him in various ways all day long.

Mo Yixia then raised her eyes to look at him, and said calmly: "I told you that my pulse reading is not accurate, you can just listen casually, but judging from your previous actions, this possibility cannot be ruled out."

Han Zhou was too lazy to pay attention to her, even though she seemed to be taking her own pulse.

Mo Yixia stared at him: "Aren't you curious about what my pulse is like?"

"Not curious."

Han replied unhappily, lowered his head and continued to fiddle with his backpack. He knew without thinking that this guy must have more tricks waiting for him.

"Are you really not curious?"

"Not curious."

"You're curious."

"Not curious."

"You don't care about me at all."

"Ah."

"Don't tell me you can't even do such a small thing..."

"Okay, okay, I'm curious, okay."

Han Zhou felt a headache. He really couldn't do anything about this guy. "You talk, I'm listening."

Only then was Mo Yixia satisfied, and said, "It should be smooth and round, like a bead rolling on a jade plate. This is my pulse."

"It sounds much stronger than the pulse of kidney deficiency..." Han Zhou muttered, and asked in cooperation, "So what does this pulse mean?"

Mo Yixia lowered her head slightly, her expression slightly shy.

"Happy...happy pulse."

Han Zhou: "..."

"I should have expected that..."

Sighing, he said unhappily, "Do you want me to ask you why you are pregnant out of the blue? Then you will tell me that you are an innocent high school girl and you will get pregnant just by holding hands. So I am the one who caused your pregnancy and I need to take responsibility for you?"

Mo Yixia didn't speak for a long time. Instead, she lowered her head and fiddled with her phone. Her baseball cap covered half of her face, so her expression couldn't be seen clearly.

Han Zhou wondered if he had guessed what this guy was thinking and made him unhappy. After all, similar things had happened before. Just as he was about to speak, he heard his voice suddenly ringing from the other person's phone.

"So it was me who caused your pregnancy, and I need to take responsibility for you."

Han Zhou was stunned for two seconds and almost vomited blood. He wondered why this guy suddenly started playing with his cell phone. It turned out that he was recording and only quoted the last sentence out of context!

"So it was me who caused your pregnancy, and I need to take responsibility for you."

"..."

Mo Yixia played the recording several times before she sighed, "Why can't you guess what I'm thinking when you should be guessing what I'm thinking?"

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