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

Li Mo'er could only shout Wang Jingmo's name loudly while looking around.

There are no bushes in this forest, so the entire area is clearly visible.

But Li Mo'er persisted in searching in the woods, her intuition telling her that Wang Jingmo must be there.

She thought Wang Jingmo was deliberately hiding from her, perhaps behind a tree, which was why she hadn't noticed him.

Li Mo'er was sweating profusely with anxiety. As it grew darker, she searched the woods like a headless fly.

Because she was worried that Wang Jingmo was hiding behind the book, she would look back from time to time.

As she looked back, she accidentally stepped on a stone, and since it was a small downhill slope, she tumbled down it.

"Ah - help -"

Li Mo'er's screams echoed through the sky, and soon after, a heavy thud was heard as something fell to the ground.

She fell into the hunter's trap. Everything happened so fast that she didn't have time to react and was stuck inside, unable to get up.

Her face was turned toward the wall of the trap, and she did not notice that the person lying behind her was Wang Jingmo, who had fainted.

She was somewhat relieved that there were no sharp spikes in the pit, otherwise she would have surely died.

She felt as if her internal organs had shifted, but Wang Jingmo still hadn't found them. She gritted her teeth, supporting herself with her arms, trying to get up.

The pit was unusually quiet. She heard heavy breathing behind her and was so frightened that she didn't dare to move.

She was worried it was a large animal like a bear or a wild boar, whose hands were supporting her entire body weight, and she held her breath in fear.

I was afraid that if I made a big move, it would attract its attention and pounce on me and eat me.

However, one second, two seconds... thirty seconds passed, and there was no sound behind him except for breathing.

Li Mo'er's arms were shaking so badly they were trembling like moths, and large beads of sweat kept sliding down her forehead.

Li Mo'er gritted her teeth and persevered for another two seconds, but she couldn't hold on any longer and began to give up.

So be it, I'll die sooner or later.

"Puff-"

Li Mo'er's hands went limp, and she collapsed to the ground, barely daring to breathe.

After waiting for about three minutes without any movement behind her, Li Mo'er couldn't wait any longer and quietly peeked behind her.

Because I was squinting, all I could see was a hazy green.

After just one glance, Li Mo'er immediately closed her eyes, afraid that if she looked any longer, she would be targeted.

green?

What can be green?

Wang Jingmo!!!

He was wearing light green clothes.

Li Mo'er realized what was happening and immediately got up, but because she got up too quickly, she aggravated her injuries.

She grimaced and clutched her stomach, then quickly crawled to Wang Jingmo's side.

Wang Jingmo's veil got caught on a tree branch when he fell, so his face was now exposed to Li Mo'er.

His face was a different kind of pale than normal people's, because he rarely went out and was often sick, so he had a unique, sickly pallor.

However, in the past few days, Dr. Wang has been taking care of his health, and his complexion has become a little rounder than before, but he is still thin, and his jawbone can be clearly seen.

Besides his expressive eyes, he also has sensual lips and a straight nose, making his face look like a meticulously sculpted work of art.

However, Li Mo'er didn't notice any of this; her eyes were fixed on the scratches on Wang Jingmo's face.

She noticed that Jingmo's clothes were dirty, and some were even torn.

Besides his face, he also had wounds on his arms and back. Wang Jingmo had been unconscious for so long, and Li Mo'er was worried that he had suffered some serious injury, so she tried to wake him up.

"Jingmo, Jingmo, wake up."

She gently patted Wang Jingmo's shoulder and noticed his slightly furrowed brows. Although the movement was subtle, she still managed to catch it.

She continued calling excitedly, "Jingmo, Jingmo..."

Wang Jingmo walked in the darkness, walking and walking, the road seemed to have no end.

No, there is no road at all.

He couldn't see anything, so when he got tired, he would squat down to rest before continuing on his way.

He walked for an unknown amount of time, and his spirit was on the verge of collapse. He sat there sobbing.

Suddenly, a sound came from afar, like a beam of light shining in, giving him direction in the dark world.

It's Mo'er, she's come to find me!

Wang Jingmo recognized Li Mo'er's voice and began to walk towards the source of the sound.

However, after taking only two steps, the sound disappeared. He took two more steps forward and soon lost his way again.

He frowned slightly, wondering if he was hallucinating, which was why he heard Li Mo'er's voice.

But soon, he heard Li Mo'er calling him again. Her voice was excited, but if you listened carefully, you could hear the worry in it.

This time, Wang Jingmo was worried that the sound would disappear again, so he ran towards the source of the sound without hesitation.

Gradually, he saw a glimmer of light, and Li Mo'er's face appeared before him, slowly becoming clearer.

He saw the anxiety and worry in her eyes, and his heart ached.

Perhaps it's because she's injured that she cares so much about herself.

He now knew that Li Mo'er's feelings for him were not romantic love.

His eyes were fixed on Li Mo'er, and he found her deep eyes particularly attractive. To prevent himself from falling for her, he quickly turned his head to the side, deliberately avoiding her gaze.

When Li Mo'er saw Wang Jingmo turn his head, she was so startled that she quickly asked him what was wrong.

"Jingmo, are you feeling unwell?"

Hearing her concern, Wang Jingmo felt a lump in his throat and tears streamed down his face.

He didn't turn around, but simply said, "I'm fine, don't worry about me."

Li Mo'er could tell he was just saying things out of anger, but at this moment, how could she argue with him? Safety was the most important thing.

Moreover, his voice was heavily nasal, clearly indicating that he had been crying.

Li Mo'er was shocked. He was crying from pain; how serious must it be?

She slowly turned his head around and saw the tear stains at the corners of his eyes, then gently wiped them away.

"Where does it hurt?"

Upon hearing Li Mo'er's words of concern for him again, Wang Jingmo could no longer control himself and began to sob.

Overwhelmed with grief, his lips trembled uncontrollably.

Li Mo'er was worried that Wang Jingmo might have some kind of injury, but she didn't dare to interrupt him, so she could only keep wiping away his tears.

Wang Jingmo, with tears blurring her vision, looked at Li Mo'er's concerned expression and cried even harder.

Seeing that her fingers were wet, Li Mo'er pulled out the sleeve of her inner garment to wipe them for him.

Is Wang Jingmo made of water? In just a short while, her sleeves were already soaked with tears.

She could only switch to her other sleeve and continue wiping him.

Just as Li Mo'er was about to take off her undergarment, Wang Jingmo's sobs gradually subsided.

Li Mo'er was relieved that her undergarment was saved, although the two sleeves were gloriously damaged.