It's Easy to Fall in Love and Hard to Get Along with
"Should we stick to the old rules?" Han Chen asked.
"What old rules?" Zhou Mo replied.
"One step at a time, slowly progressing from holding hands, hugging, kissing, and...," Han Chen teased.
"Han Chen!" Zhou Mo blushed in embarrassment and covered his mouth with her hand, "Don't say such things."
Han Chen removed her hand and held it in his palm, "Where did I say anything wrong? Isn't this the process you set up at the beginning?"
The embarrassing topic was brought up, and Zhou Mo wanted to find a hole to hide in. She used to talk about these things so openly and naturally, but now she felt her face turn red in embarrassment. As one grows older, the sense of shame becomes stronger.
"Let's be serious," Zhou Mo advised, trying to cover up her shyness.
Han Chen furrowed his brows, "Am I not serious enough?"
Zhou Mo was momentarily speechless. Indeed, no one was more serious than Han Chen.