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

Li Mo'er complained to Doctor Wang with dissatisfaction. It was one thing for him to cricket her to her face yesterday, but today he was cricketing her behind her back.

Dr. Wang was so angry that his head felt like it was going to explode when he saw Li Mo'er turn back.

However, Li Mo'er didn't give her a chance to speak. She ran to the table with small steps, glanced at Doctor Wang, quickly picked up the ointment, and waved it at Doctor Wang.

"Dr. Wang, don't be angry. I just came back to get my medicine."

Li Mo'er tucked the ointment into her bosom and hurriedly ran out.

Before she had run a few steps, she heard Doctor Wang's roar: "Li Mo'er, you better not let me see you again."

Hearing this, Li Mo'er smiled with satisfaction, feeling a sense of relief. Being scolded was indeed much better.

Normally, her mother would call her every two or three days to scold her, and now it was time for her to be scolded.

She didn't take it to heart. After being scolded so many times, she hadn't learned anything else, but she was very good at reading people's expressions when they were being reprimanded. It was obvious that Dr. Wang wasn't really angry.

When she got home, she saw that some crystals had been precipitated from the device, so she put out the fire and went to Su Yanli.

She pushed open the door and saw Su Yanli sitting there motionless, just as he had when he left, idly playing with his fingers.

"I am back."

Li Mo'er looked at Su Yanli, who had her head down.

Wow! He looks like a puppy, so well-behaved and cute, I really want to pet him.

After Li Mo'er left, Su Yanli sat there helplessly. He dared not move and had nothing to pass the time, so he fiddled with his fingers.

Li Mo'er wanted him to sit on the bench by the door where the light was better, making it less likely to accidentally injure him when applying the medicine, and also making it easier for her to control the pressure.

"Go there, there's light and you can see clearly."

Li Mo'er tugged at his sleeve, but he didn't budge.

"What's wrong? Don't you want to go?"

Su Yanli shook her head, blushing and saying shyly, "My legs are numb."

However, his voice was too soft for Li Mo'er to hear clearly, so she leaned closer to him and asked again.

Su Yanli could feel the warm breath coming from him, and now even the tips of his ears had turned red, as if they were about to bleed.

"My legs are numb."

Although the voice was quieter than last time, Li Mo'er was closer this time, so she heard it.

She chuckled, then noticed that Su Yanli's neck was also flushed, so she bit her lip and tried her best to suppress her laughter.

But her body still couldn't stop trembling.

So cute!

Li Mo'er couldn't help but hug him, then patted his head like she was comforting a dog.

Su Yanli's body stiffened. He could clearly feel the rise and fall of her chest. Her innocent eyes were full of confusion and shyness. She dared not put her hands down and could only tightly grip the hem of her clothes.

"It's okay, it's the same here."

Li Mo'er took out the ointment and placed Su Yanli's hand in her own, and was surprised to find that his hand was actually a little bigger than hers.

Su Yanli had calluses on her hands, which were obviously from working a lot.

Li Mo'er gently applied the ointment to his fingertips, and he immediately felt a tingling, electric-like sensation.

Actually, his hand injury wasn't too serious. He even thought Li Mo'er was making a mountain out of a molehill. He never used ointment for such minor injuries before.

He was now basking in Li Mo'er's attention, staring blankly at the top of her head, lost in thought.

Li Mo'er was carefully applying the medicine with her head down when she suddenly looked up, only to bump into Su Yanli.

"what--"

The sound came from Li Mo'er. Although it didn't hurt, she was still a little frightened.

Su Yanli, whose nose was bumped, just kept quiet with red eyes.

He gently rubbed his slightly red nose with his hand, saying nothing, his teary eyes filled with restraint.

Li Mo'er was a little flustered. She wanted to reach out and wipe his tears, but then she felt she should rub his nose instead.

Finally, he could only stand there awkwardly and say, "Excuse me, I just wanted to ask if you applied any medicine to your body yesterday?"

Su Yanli glanced at her, then looked away and nodded before immediately lowering her head, afraid that she would see the guilt in her eyes.

He had considered applying the ointment last night, but hesitated when he held it in his hand. He was afraid that if the ointment ran out, Li Mo'er would revert to her old self.

Therefore, he would rather his wound heal slowly so that he could experience Li Mo'er's gentleness a little longer.

Li Mo'er naturally realized that he was lying to her, but she still didn't say anything. She didn't know why Su Yanli wasn't applying the medicine.

However, she will personally apply the medicine to him before going back today. It's her own fault for forgetting about it yesterday.

She didn't say a word, and continued to apply the medicine to him.

Su Yanli didn't know if she had discovered that she was hiding it from her, so she could only pretend to be calm.

She probably didn't notice, right? Otherwise, she would have left me behind.

Looking at Li Mo'er, who was focused on her work, Su Yanli wished time could stand still. These past few days had felt so unreal to him.

He was afraid that if he revealed the truth, her personality would change drastically, but he still wanted to share the news with her.

After all, he wouldn't be able to hide it any longer after a while.

He kept encouraging himself and preparing himself mentally, swallowing back the words he was about to say several times.

His repeated attempts to speak but ultimately failed caused his psychological defenses to crumble time and again.

Finally, he clenched his fist, took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and asked the question.

"Mo'er, do you like children?"

"what?"

Li Mo'er was startled by Su Yanli's question, and with a sudden force, she pressed her hand against his injured fingertip.

She thought she had misheard. How did they get onto the topic of children? They had only known each other for a short time.

She shook her head in self-doubt. No, the original owner had known Su Yanli for over ten years; it was just that she herself had only recently met Su Yanli.

But what does it mean that he's asking now? Does he want children? Isn't that too sudden?

Su Yanli closed his eyes and waited for a while, but there was no sound. He could only hear the frantic pounding of his own heart, "thump thump thump—"

One sound after another, like drumsticks striking his heart.

He opened his eyes with a start, wanting to steal a glance at Li Mo'er's expression, but just then he saw Li Mo'er shaking her head.

Instantly, my heart, which had been hanging in suspense, plummeted into an icy pool, turning cold and no longer beating as it had before.

He bit his lower lip tightly with his pearly teeth to keep himself from making a sound, but blood had already formed on his lips from the force, and the sweet, metallic taste filled his mouth, but he seemed not to notice.

Li Mo'er didn't know what the original owner was thinking, but Qian Duoduo had always been afraid of marriage and childbirth. She was afraid that she wouldn't be able to raise a child and worried that she wouldn't be able to raise him well.

She didn't know how to answer from her position, but since Qian Duoduo was now in this body, her thoughts were the same as Li Mo'er's.

"I don't really like children," but Li Mo'er added, fearing Su Yanli might misunderstand, "Well, I do like them occasionally."

However, Su Yanli's mind was filled with thoughts of "not really liking children." She didn't like children, she didn't like...

His body trembled imperceptibly, so she hadn't changed; she was still so heartless, still unwilling...

Li Mo'er noticed that Su Yanli was not in a good mood. Although she didn't know why, perhaps he wanted a child now?

The thought of having a child with Su Yanli in the future didn't seem to bother her, even though she clearly disliked the substitute literature.

She didn't understand that sometimes feelings mean breaking your own rules for someone.

She quickly lifted his face with her hands and saw that his face was already covered in tears, and the corners of his mouth were white from being bitten.

She gently freed his tormented lips with her hand, made him look into her eyes, looked at him with heartache, and explained earnestly.

“It’s not that I don’t like children, but it’s not the right time. We simply can’t afford to raise him or give him a better life. He would suffer a lot more if he came here.”

As she spoke, she embraced Su Yanli.