Female-dominated society: My husband is clingy and I can't shake him off

Chapter 113 It's all your fault!

The next day, Li Mo'er woke up early. Sure enough, women's physical strength in certain aspects improved here.

She looked at Wang Jingmo, who was still fast asleep in her arms, his eyes slightly red and swollen. He must have been exhausted last night.

It was her first time, and she was completely unable to resist the temptation. She held his waist and took his penis for most of the night.

Wang Jingmo's voice was hoarse by the end, and he was so exhausted that he collapsed on the bed.

She quietly went to fetch water, and when she returned, he was already asleep.

After cleaning Wang Jingmo's body, she also took a quick shower herself before the two of them fell asleep in each other's arms.

She stared at Wang Jingmo's long eyelashes; Jingmo was really cute like this.

Her hand began to caress Wang Jingmo's lips; she still remembered the sweet, soft feeling from last night, which made her unable to resist becoming infatuated.

While Wang Jingmo was still asleep, Li Mo'er quickly and secretly kissed him.

However, as soon as her lips left hers, Wang Jingmo slowly opened his eyes.

"Mo'er, um—"

His voice was so hoarse it sounded like sand, which startled Wang Jingmo so much that he immediately covered his mouth.

His eyes, which had been sleepy, were now filled with disbelief.

Seeing his dazed expression, Li Mo'er couldn't help but laugh and gently pushed his hand away.

"Don't overheat yourself."

Wang Jingmo removed his hand, his face flushed.

She gently nuzzled Wang Jingmo with her head, "Want to get up?"

Wang Jingmo nodded, looking at the sunlight outside the window; he estimated that the sun was already high in the sky.

He tried to sit up, but he couldn't muster the strength in his waist.

He turned away angrily, his back to Li Mo'er.

It's all Mo'er's fault. He clearly said he didn't want it last night, but Mo'er pretended not to hear him.

Seeing Wang Jingmo break free from her embrace, Li Mo'er turned to face the wall.

She then leaned closer, resting her head on his shoulder. "What's wrong? Weren't we supposed to get up?"

"Humph~"

Wang Jingmo hummed softly, ignoring Li Mo'er.

Li Mo'er, however, clung to him relentlessly, asking questions incessantly.

Seeing that Li Mo'er wouldn't give up if he didn't answer, Wang Jingmo muttered under his breath.

"It's all your fault!"

"what?"

Li Mo'er is clueless, why is she being blamed again?

"My back hurts, I can't get up."

As Wang Jingmo spoke, he turned around and gently punched Li Mo'er.

Thinking about her crazy behavior last night, Li Mo'er touched her nose sheepishly.

"Let me rub it for you."

She placed her hand on Wang Jingmo's waist and gently massaged it.

Before Wang Jingmo could stop her, Li Mo'er placed her hand on it.

Li Mo'er's massage technique was excellent and skillful, and he couldn't help but close his eyes in comfort.

Wang Jingmo suddenly opened his eyes as if remembering something, "Mo'er, baby..."

Wang Jingmo wanted to ask if he might not be able to conceive since he hadn't taken the pregnancy fruit yet.

Li Mo'er thought that Wang Jingmo was worried that he would get pregnant.

"Don't worry, I cleaned it all up last night."

As she spoke, her hands began to wander restlessly over Wang Jingmo's body.

Wang Jingmo held Li Mo'er's hand, turned around and stared at her blankly.

"I...I want a baby, I want to eat..."

Before he could finish speaking, Li Mo'er covered his mouth, saying, "No."

When Wang Jingmo heard Li Mo'er's resolute rejection, the light in his eyes instantly disappeared.

Mo'er didn't want to get pregnant, she didn't want her baby to bleed with her blood.

When Li Mo'er saw that Wang Jingmo's eyes had dimmed, she knew that he was overthinking things again.

“Jingmo, you are still too young to have a baby. It will be very harmful to your health.”

Upon hearing this, hope rekindled in Wang Jingmo's eyes, "Then from now on..."

Li Mo'er smiled gently, "We can do that later, but right now it belongs to the two of us~"

Wang Jingmo watched as Li Mo'er's smile slowly turned wicked, and quickly backed away, "It's daytime now..."

Li Mo'er reached out and pulled Wang Jingmo into her arms. "So what? You are my husband, who dares to say anything!"

"Gululu~"

Wang Jingmo's stomach growled, and he rubbed his stomach sheepishly.

"Okay, I'll listen to what it says. I can't let my Jingmo go hungry."

She got up and started dressing, and Wang Jingmo, seeing this, quickly got up as well.

"Mo'er, I'll help you."

Li Mo'er looked at Wang Jingmo in shock, "It's just putting on clothes, you don't need help."

Wang Jingmo lowered her head, "But a husband is supposed to serve his wife in her daily life."

This is the kind of ideology he has been instilled with over the years.

Li Mo'er shook her head, "No need, we are equals, no one needs to serve the other."

Wang Jingmo sat on the bed, staring blankly at Li Mo'er, who looked exceptionally dazzling in the sunlight.

However, before he could be moved for long, he heard Li Mo'er's sly words.

“However, now it’s my turn to serve you, after all…”

As she spoke, Li Mo'er glanced at Wang Jingmo's waist.

Wang Jingmo wanted to refute it, but in the end he acquiesced. He had just secretly tried it and his waist was sore and weak, and he had no strength at all.

He never expected that Mo'er would be serving him on the first day. If others knew, they would be condemned.

But he felt a sweet warmth in his heart, knowing that Mo'er didn't care about these things; she cared about him.

Li Mo'er helped him change his clothes and wash up. When Li Mo'er helped him to the dining hall, the others were already preparing to eat lunch.

When Shen Zicen saw Wang Jingmo come in, supporting his back and with red eyes, he whispered in his ear, "Did you cry last night?"

Wang Jingmo blushed, turned his head away and ignored him. He knew that A-Cen was not a bad person, but simply wanted to tease him.

Seeing his blushing face, Shen Zicen nodded. It seemed that Mo'er would be very fierce tonight. All his years of training would finally come in handy tonight.

He secretly pinched the muscles on his arm and was quite satisfied with himself.

Li Mo'er didn't notice their conversation; she was just constantly putting food on Wang Jingmo's plate, trying to get him to eat more.

"enough."

Seeing that his bowl was already overflowing, Wang Jingmo quickly stopped Li Mo'er from continuing to put food in it.

However, upon hearing her still hoarse voice, she immediately lowered her head, her cheeks flushing red.

He had completely forgotten about that.

Fortunately, the others didn't say anything and just ate lunch as usual.

When Shen Zicen heard that his voice was hoarse, she was first curious, then nodded in understanding.

Immediately afterwards, he started shoveling large mouthfuls of rice into his mouth. He needed to eat his fill, otherwise what if he couldn't satisfy Mo'er tonight?

Since waking up today, he has been constantly glancing into Wang Jingmo's room, trying to find out when Mo'er will wake up. He didn't expect that they wouldn't wake up until noon.