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

Chapter 148 One kiss and I'll give you food

Chu Xiaohuan slowly savored the noodles, eating them one strand at a time. These were made for him by Mo'er herself, and he would have kept them forever if there were a way to preserve them.

At this moment, Chu Xiaohuan began to envy Shen Zicen, who, as Mo'er's husband, could often eat the meals she cooked herself.

But actually, Chu Xiaohuan didn't need to be envious at all. Apart from Su Yanli, no one else had ever eaten Li Mo'er's cooking.

When Li Mo'er brought noodles into Shen Zicen's room, she saw that Shen Zicen had already fallen asleep again.

She gently patted Shen Zicen's shoulder, "Zen, get up and eat first."

Shen Zicen shook his head and made a meowing sound like a kitten.

He had just fallen asleep and hadn't had enough sleep yet, so he didn't want to get up.

Li Mo'er saw that he hadn't even opened his eyes, so it seemed he was really sleepy.

However, this side...

Li Mo'er sat down at the table and started eating.

The noodles won't taste good if they're clumped together, so she should eat them first. She'll cook another bowl for A-Cen when she wakes up.

It's already late autumn, and there's nothing more pleasant than eating a bowl of hot noodles.

Shen Zicen opened his eyes amidst the sounds of chewing and Li Mo'er's occasional satisfied humming.

He looked toward the source of the sound and saw Li Mo'er eating heartily.

He hadn't smelled it before, but now he seemed to smell the aroma of food, and his stomach was growling.

When Li Mo'er saw Shen Zicen wake up, she quickly put down her chopsticks and helped Shen Zicen sit up.

Seeing him staring at the bowl of noodles, I asked, "Are you hungry?"

Shen Zicen nodded. Perhaps because he hadn't eaten in a long time, the smell was especially enticing, and he silently swallowed.

Seeing that he was indeed anxious, Li Mo'er realized that she wouldn't be able to cook him a bowl herself.

It will probably be a long time before Ah Cen finishes cooking.

"I'll have someone make you a bowl."

As she was about to get up and go to the kitchen, Shen Zicen grabbed her wrist.

Shen Zicen pointed to the bowl of noodles, feeling embarrassed, and said, "That's fine with me."

This is practically seducing him.

Li Mo'er looked at Shen Zicen with a conflicted expression. She had already eaten, but A-Cen...

"Alright, Mo'er, give me this bowl first, and then you can have them cook another one."

Shen Zicen was really eager to try it.

"If you don't mind that I've already eaten, then you can have this bowl first."

Shen Zicen waved his hand, "I don't mind. I've already eaten it all, why would I care about this?"

After saying that, both of them were stunned. Shen Zicen had only been thinking about eating and never expected that she would actually say what was on her mind.

He was too shy to look at Li Mo'er, who raised an eyebrow and smiled.

"In that case, give me a kiss and I'll give it to you."

Li Mo'er leaned forward, gesturing for Shen Zicen to kiss her.

Shen Zicen, however, thought that Li Mo'er was referring to the kind of thing that involved "drooling".

He turned his head, hugged Li Mo'er's neck, and gave her a passionate French kiss.

"Take a breath."

Seeing Shen Zicen's chest heaving due to difficulty breathing, Li Mo'er couldn't help but remind him.

Shen Zicen pulled back slightly to catch his breath, and a silver thread was pulled out as they separated.

Li Mo'er lowered her eyes and smiled lightly, not expecting that what A-Cen thought was breathing was actually separating first.

Just as Shen Zicen had finished breathing and was about to continue...

Li Mo'er got up, preparing to serve him noodles.

Shen Zicen looked at her with unsatisfied desire, his hazy eyes filled with doubt.

"The dough has lumped together."

Li Mo'er explained that she placed the bowl on the table beside the bed.

"Eat quickly."

Shen Zicen looked hurt. "Can't Mo'er feed me?"

"what?"

Li Mo'er was a little surprised. She remembered that A-Cen's arm was not injured. Could she have remembered wrong?

"My hands are weak and I can't lift them."

He didn't care; if Mo'er didn't satisfy him, he would insist that Mo'er feed him.

Li Mo'er forced a smile. Of course she knew it was impossible, but she could only spoil her husband.

As the noodles were brought to his lips, Shen Zicen opened his mouth instinctively. When the noodles reached his taste buds, he felt an indescribable surprise.

Although it wasn't as delicious as the delicacies he had eaten before, it had its own unique flavor that gave him a familiar feeling, though he couldn't quite describe it.

After taking a couple of bites, Shen Zicen pushed the noodles he was about to eat toward Li Mo'er.

"You should try some too, it tastes alright."

Li Mo'er shook her head, "You eat, I'll go to the dining hall to eat later."

She was worried that Shen Zicen wouldn't have enough to eat, and besides, there would be plenty of delicacies to come.

She smelled it while she was in the kitchen and almost wanted to try it first.

"Try it. Once you leave the General's Mansion, you won't be able to eat it again."

Shen Zicen pushed the noodles in front of Li Mo'er, trying to get her to try more.

"You like to eat it?"

Shen Zicen nodded and then shook his head. He didn't want Mo'er to ask General Chu for the cook, but he also quite liked the noodles.

Li Mo'er lowered her head and smiled slightly, "If you want to eat it, I'll cook it for you anytime."

"Okay! Hmm?"

Shen Zicen reflexively agreed, only to realize later that Mo'er cooking for him meant...

Shen Zicen was so excited that her arm was healed that she picked up the bowl and started shoveling food into her mouth.

No wonder it felt familiar; it must be because she was thinking of me while cooking, so there was love in it.