Transmigration: I Have Storage Space in the Apocalypse-Chapter 748 - 744: Are You Going to Give Up on Me in Your Heart?

Chapter 748: Chapter 744: Are You Going to Give Up on Me in Your Heart?

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Unexpected yet predictable, seeing her husband standing like a sentinel, Yan Jinsu glanced at him only once before she withdrew her sight and circumvented Xie Jingchen, fleeing from the spot.

Right now, she really didn’t know how to talk to him; her heart and lungs were in pain.

"Wife, are you feeling better?" Xie Jingchen asked softly.

With his profound tiger eyes gazing down at the beautiful woman in front of him, under the light, his little wife’s evasive demeanor was so real, it stabbed his heart tightly.

Although the little wife didn’t make a sound out of pain, when scalded by the hot towel, the continuous intake of breaths was still audible to Xie Jingchen.

The longer he listened, the heavier Xie Jingchen’s heart felt.

Watching his little wife glance at him and hurriedly turn away her face, her hands gripping her clothes even more nervously, she quickly replied, "I’m fine."

Then, with a swift turn of her footsteps, she avoided Xie Jingchen and left—

"Wife..." As Yan Jinsu was about to pass him, Xie Jingchen firmly grasped one of her wrists with a hoarse, low call.

"I’m tired. Please leave. We’re on a mission, don’t break the rules," Yan Jinsu took a deep breath to steady her emotions, lowering her head, and reacting quickly, she smoothly slipped away from his grasp, whispering softly.

Then she hurriedly tried to leave him and the range he could reach, seeking a large coat to wrap around herself to avoid embarrassment.

Not sure if it was a psychological effect, Yan Jinsu currently felt very awkward facing her husband Xie Jingchen in her disheveled clothes.

Xie Jingchen’s pupils constricted, a fierce look flashed in his tiger eyes, and faster than his thoughts, he took two large strides and again majestically positioned himself in front of his wife.

Yan Jinsu also reacted quickly, nervous as she slickly pulled back her hand, both hands gripping the front of her clothes tightly, with a defensive look on her face staring at Xie Jingchen, biting her lower lip in silence.

This defensive action from his little wife made Xie Jingchen pause his breathing, fists clenched, suppressing the bitterness that surged in his throat; his expression, though unfeigned, instigated a resistive instinct in his beloved wife.

Thus, his little wife was truly angry, and not playfully acting coy with him.

This realization made Xie Jingchen’s mood even heavier, especially seeing—

For the past moment, Yan Jinsu had bitten her lower lip so many times that it had begun to swell, though her attention was on Xie Jingchen, she hadn’t noticed.

She lowered her head, avoiding the man’s profound tiger eyes, and weakly whispered, "I’m cold, can I put on a coat?"

After she spoke, Yan Jinsu fittingly shuddered from the cold.

Although the temperature was nice during the day, it still dropped at night. And Yan Jinsu had been continuously applying a hot towel to her chest earlier but having taken off her clothes, her upper body exposed skin must have been cold.

Upon hearing this, Xie Jingchen instinctively reached for his travel bag, his effort to serve his wife being a deeply ingrained habit.

However, Yan Jinsu’s heart soured, her resistant emotions taking over as she said in a slightly louder voice: "No need for you—you, don’t move, I’ll do it myself."

The sudden sharpness in Yan Jinsu’s voice, halting abruptly, awkwardly transitioned to a flat statement.

Yan Jinsu saw the man whose movements seemed to be stuck, felt a numbness in her scalp, and hurriedly passed him. She picked a loose, thick black-and-grey coat from her bag, quickly put it on behind him, buttoning it up from top to bottom.

Xie Jingchen, who originally wanted to maintain his rationality, suddenly snapped.

Yan Jinsu only felt as if she heard the wind, and just as she let out a sigh of relief, Xie Jingchen aggressively turned her around by the shoulder, stopping her breath in her throat—

She was cornered by Xie Jingchen between the desk and himself.

"Don’t touch me!" Yan Jinsu defensively placed her hands in front of her, calling out softly.

Because of Yan Jinsu’s quick response, the words Xie Jingchen originally wanted to say were stuck again.

"I’m sorry... I’m not feeling well." Yan Jinsu twisted her eyebrows, slowly lowered her arms, and awkwardly clasped them in front of her belly, adding uncomfortably.

Previously, it was her own fault for not clearly seeing their combat power values, and the chest pain from being hit was also self-inflicted. Thus, although Yan Jinsu was in a bad mood, she did not blame the man. ƒгeewebnovёl_com

However, she couldn’t help but think about the growing emotional distance from her husband after her confinement, the extremely infrequent intimate moments between them over the past half year, which were even fewer than the months, were suppressed in her heart.

Especially when Xie Jingchen merely gave her a brief explanation before truly leaving her and their child for a mission, her frustration reached its peak.

She always felt that the man’s reluctance to touch her was because she had become ugly after childbirth?

Xie Jingchen’s hurried departure had firmly convinced Yan Jinsu that the man was repelled by her.

Yan Jinsu had lost her proudest spiritual power, her physical abilities had also declined, and she was especially vulnerable to Xie Jingchen’s desire to avoid being alone.

And on this day’s unexpected encounter, particularly seeing her own man being easily touched by another woman, even—

Yan Jinsu felt an extremely significant lump in her heart, part of her wanted to trust her husband, that he was not such a superficial man. Yet, on the other hand, she continually remembered how shallow human nature can be!!!

"Wife, I want to hold you, may I?" Xie Jingchen stepped back, clenching and unclenching his hand, and after controlling his emotions, he extended his large hand towards his wife’s belly, asking softly.

Yan Jinsu felt a suffocating pain for a moment, staring at the large hand before her, she even opened her mouth, but lost her voice and couldn’t speak: "..."

After waiting a minute, Xie Jingchen’s large hand still did not feel the touch of those soft small hands. His profound tiger eyes grew more somber and indiscernible.

Yan Jinsu took a deep breath, steadying her awkward emotions; she didn’t want to force herself and thus, she merely stood unmoving.

In the quiet room, only two faint breaths could be heard.

As if an eternity of silence had passed, making the suffocating feeling in Yan Jinsu’s chest heavier. She tucked herself against the edge of the desk, stepped back to avoid contact with the man’s strong body, slowly moved back, swallowed her dry throat, turned her head away, and spoke in a low voice:

"It’s getting late, you should go."

"Wife, are you angry and unwilling for me to touch you, not even asking me one question, not listening to my explanation, but repeatedly asking me to leave, is it because in your heart, you have already given up on me?"

No one knew better what kind of temperament his little wife had than Xie Jingchen.

He didn’t understand what made the relationship between the two suddenly become so unfamiliar and cold. Was it because of his mission?

In order to take care of his wife’s health, Xie Jingchen had been restraining himself, but unexpectedly faced with Yan Jinsu’s icy treatment, his heart felt frozen, and he couldn’t help but directly ask her.

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