Transmigration: I Have Storage Space in the Apocalypse novel Chapter 750

Chapter 750: Chapter 746: Still a Long Way to Go

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Yan Jinsu was truly defeated by Xie Jingchen’s response speed. Before she could even lose her temper, the man eagerly pressed his sullen face to her cheek, gently caressing and cooing, satisfyingly murmuring:

"Wife, I missed you to death."

Yan Jinsu pursed her lips, the slight discomfort on her face also more genuinely proving that this man was really hugging her tightly and coaxing her from behind, and not just a figment of her imagination.

The misunderstanding was indeed as he had guessed. As Xie Jingchen let out a sigh of relief, he also critically reviewed his past actions—although his heart was full of deep love for the little woman in his arms, his self-righteous deep love had neglected his wife’s true feelings.

Now that he thought about it, his unilateral fear of harming his wife’s health, without ever explaining the reason to her, it’s no wonder his little wife would overthink.

Thinking about it, every time he had been too busy with work, needing to leave the house for a few days, and every time he returned from his military duties, he hurriedly escaped again; if he were the wife, he probably would overthink too.

Previously, he was too muddled as an insider. Now that things were out in the open, Xie Jingchen realized just how much he had failed as a husband!

And recalling how his little wife looked at him with shining eyes full of deep affection every time he came home, yet he always hurried away while she was feeding the child...

"Wife, you can be angry at me, you can punish me, just don’t hurt your body. I can only be at ease if you are well."

After deeply acknowledging his mistakes, Xie Jingchen apologized to his little wife with heartache.

"Not good." Yan Jinsu hummed, still giving the man a two-word reply.

"Wife~ don’t tire yourself out." Xie Jingchen sighed inwardly, instinctively drawing closer to his little wife’s tender face, as he spoke with slightly labored breath, softly pleading.

Xie Jingchen grew restless and subconsciously pulled away, taking a deep breath; he had little resistance to his woman to begin with, and under the influence of the drug, this sense of losing control was making his scalp tingle.

"Does it still hurt a lot?" Xie Jingchen knew the pain of engorgement for his little wife.

He looked at her carefully, anxiously asking:

"Wife, let me have a look, is that okay?"

Yan Jinsu had always been able to bear the pain before.

But now, after realizing the big blunder she had made, hearing the man’s worried and careful questions made the tears suddenly well up in her eyes.

With a splash, they dropped onto the man’s arm, instantly creating small wet spots on the white sleeve.

"Not good." Holding back the anger in her chest, Yan Jinsu immediately retorted:

"Anyway, there are plenty of young girls who adore you around you; I’m just an old, faded yellow-faced wife, what’s there to look good!"

"Wife, what nonsense are you talking! You’ll really drive me crazy—"

Xie Jingchen helplessly grabbed a tuft of his crew-cut hair, seeing the strong and autonomous little woman he cherished so much in his heart crying in pain, he couldn’t bring himself to speak harshly.

He could only wrap one arm around her small shoulder, while kissing the tears on her cheeks, speaking soothingly in a gentle tone:

Although he braced himself for it, when Xie Jingchen finally saw the extent and severity of his little wife’s injuries, he truly wanted to punch himself twice. ƒгeewёbnovel.com

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