Transmigration: I Have Storage Space in the Apocalypse-Chapter 751 - 747: The Little Demon Who Drives Him Crazy

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Hearing the sounds drawing near from outside the door, Xie Jingchen took a deep breath, suppressed the restlessness in his body, set his little wife down beside the bed, and covered her with the quilt, gently touching her flushed cheeks:

"Be a good girl, I’ll go get the thermos for you."

Xie Jingchen knew that his little wife had taken the thermos to the bathroom earlier, so after making sure his wife was comfortable, he turned around and headed to the bathroom.

As soon as he opened the bathroom door, the rich scent of milk filled the room, and his eyes immediately fell on the bra hanging on the wall.

Inside the tenderly pink bra was a faint yellow trace, and Xie Jingchen’s breath sank. He picked up the thermos and quickly walked to the room door.

At this time, it was past ten at night, and the hotel corridor was deserted.

Whether it was Chen Xiufang and her husband or Chen Dongzhe, exhausted from the clash in the afternoon, had all bathed and gone to sleep early.

As women, Chen Xiufang and Yan Jinsu still received care and were allowed to rest in their rooms as soon as the hotel was booked.

Meanwhile, the two men, like Li Jianfeng, had been running around the county town for two days, spending the first day gathering information on the auction and examining herb sources in various medicinal shops. Even a strong man was weary and asleep by now.

This was also why the faint noises coming from Yan Jinxian’s room did not wake the other three.

Xie Jingchen, carrying the only two thermoses in the room, had just stepped outside when he heard the service knocking, about to knock on the door.

The knock had barely sounded when Xie Jingchen opened the door just in time.

"Comrade, what service do you need?" The visitor was a middle-aged auntie, pushing an old steel cart with five or six thermoses on it, along with a broom, mop, bucket, and other sundry items either placed or hung about the cart.

"Please help me exchange these two thermoses."

Although the hotel was equipped with a bathroom, it lacked a hot water heater, so if guests wanted to bathe in the bathroom, they needed to use thermoses.

"Alright." The middle-aged auntie, perhaps intimidated by Xie Jingchen’s robust build, took only a brief glance before quickly swapping the two thermoses with him, and saw that Xie Jingchen immediately closed the door.

She didn’t pry further and directly went on to the next room with her cart.

Although Xie Jingchen wasn’t disguised, he still turned off half of the lights in the room when he opened the door, leaving only a dim light above the headboard inside.

The corridor light bulbs were dim due to long use and offered little visibility.

The middle-aged woman, who had been working in the hotel for some time, was very aware that ordinary guests disliked being stared at constantly. Besides noting Xie Jingchen’s imposing figure, she had not even taken a good look at his face.

As Xie Jingchen turned back, he didn’t turn the lights on. His little wife’s flushed little face, he saw clearly, understanding that his unintended avoidance earlier had indeed introduced a sense of estrangement into their intimate relationship, and while aching inside, he could only make it up to his beloved wife to help her relax.

After cleaning the basin in the bathroom, and scalding the towel with hot water, Xie Jingchen then briskly carried the measured out basin, water, and towel back to the bedside.

Yan Jinsu had been observing her husband’s movements with barely open eyes, unwilling to close them.

With their misunderstanding cleared up, Yan Jinsu was reluctant to see her husband leave now. But she understood very well how much her husband loved his work.

Right now, her husband was still on a mission, and if there were any accidents while he was not present, his responsibility would be enormous, and he wouldn’t be able to escape blame.

She didn’t want her husband to miss out on the work he loved because of this.

Cherishing the opportunity to watch him a little longer felt like a bonus to her.

When they might meet again, it could be in half a month.

"Wife, let me help you sit up first." Xie Jingchen put the half-full basin on the bedside table before carefully avoiding her chest and slowly helping her up.

Xie Jingchen, having taken care of Yan Jinsu after childbirth for the first time, knew that getting up too quickly after engorgement and blocked milk ducts could cause the mother to experience a sharp pain.

She lowered her head and clutched her husband’s large hand, whispering softly:

"Uh, you’re still on a task, you should go back first. There’s nothing serious here..."

Awkwardness was one thing, but Yan Jinsu’s real intent was for her husband to go back first, because of her disheveled clothes, she didn’t dare meet her husband’s piercing eyes.

What would have been a normal gaze was now evasive as her husband was half-kneeling to support her, and she didn’t dare to see his expression when she spoke—

Yan Jinsu, having given birth twice, knew her husband’s body better than anyone else and suddenly forgot what she wanted to say at just one glance.

"No rush. I’ve taken leave with Hu Zi, I can take care of you tonight." With a steady voice, Xie Jingchen peered briefly at his little wife’s increasingly crimson face and continued with his task.

After calmly stating this, his hand pulled the blanket a bit too forcefully, swiftly reaching behind his little wife, spreading out the warm blanket, and carefully wrapping it around her back. Only when he felt she wouldn’t easily catch a cold did he change his position and crouch by her feet.

Xie Jingchen, tall and large even when half-crouching, was not much different in height from the sitting Yan Jinsu. But this posture allowed Yan Jinsu to see more clearly than before—this wasn’t what she had thought.

What was he intending to do?

Yan Jinsu felt a mix of embarrassment and secret delight.

Simultaneously, her concerns over the past six months were swept away—perhaps she had indeed been overthinking it.

After all, in the eyes of others, she, Yan Jinsu, was still a great beauty~

As Xie Jingchen turned to wring out the hot towel, he had to take a couple of deep breaths of cold air to calm the pounding in his chest.

For Xie Jingchen, his little wife was like a fine wine that he longed to indulge in. With such a beauty before him and the residual effects of the medicine in his body, if it weren’t for his little wife truly being indisposed—

He couldn’t think about it anymore.

Xie Jingchen fell silent; his little wife was truly a little demon that could take his life! He didn’t dare to act recklessly.

Yan Jinsu felt that emotions were a strange substance. Just a moment ago, she felt embarrassed and didn’t want her husband to ’take care of’ her—

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