His Wife Says He’s Bad in Bed, and He Gets Angry

“Oh.” Chen Ju turned around and slowly hung his clothes on the rack, his back to Jiang Zhou as he fussed with putting things away.

Suddenly, water began rushing behind him. Chen Ju shuddered, his whole body growing even more rigid. Showering together meant taking off their clothes together, and wouldn’t that mean doing that kind of thing together?

At the thought, Chen Ju stiffened all over, and his stomach began to cramp again. It had been a long time since the last time, and although he knew it was something he was supposed to do, he still couldn’t help feeling afraid.

“What are you doing? Hurry up.” Jiang Zhou’s displeased voice came from behind him.

“Oh, I-I’m coming.” Chen Ju snapped out of it and turned around, head lowered, his eyes fixed on the floor.

“You’re going to shower with your clothes on?” Jiang Zhou asked.

Chen Ju’s cheeks flushed. He murmured an acknowledgment and began taking off his clothes very slowly. Jiang Zhou couldn’t bear watching him dawdle any longer and pulled him over in one swift motion.

“Raise your arms.” Jiang Zhou frowned and lifted the hem of Chen Ju’s shirt, as if helping a little kid get changed.

Chen Ju closed his eyes in embarrassment and obediently raised his arms. Once his undershirt was off, the cold air touched his bare skin, raising goosebumps. He immediately wrapped his arms around himself and lowered his head until it nearly touched his chest.

“Are you going to take off your pants yourself, or should I help you?” Jiang Zhou asked...