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Transmigration: I Have Storage Space in the Apocalypse novel Chapter 752

Chapter 752: Chapter 748: Wife

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But it was just a fleeting glance that restored Yan Jinsu’s confidence as a woman!

At this time, Yan Jinsu really observed her husband’s face for the first time. Previously, Xie Jingchen had turned off the lights in the room, so even with her full attention, without spiritual power, her husband’s face was still blurred...

Now, Yan Jinsu and her husband were very close to each other.

When her husband turned back with the hot towel in hand, his movements were very natural. His hardened face, tanned and reddened from his missions, showed a flush of red—

Especially the sharp contour of his ears under her eyelids, the redness at the tips of his ears was so noticeable, she didn’t even need to look closely to see that her husband was blushing!

"Mm—" The towel prepared by the hotel hadn’t been used by Yan Jinsu. At this moment, the large towel in Xie Jingchen’s hand was from her Space.

The soft, large towel was extremely absorbent. Additionally, Yan Jinsu had chosen a relatively large towel earlier for the hot compress.

Xie Jingchen gritted his teeth, flung his coat aside, and immediately spread the hot, damp towel over her, causing Yan Jinsu to gasp in pain from the heat.

Whoa... Yan Jinsu bit her lower lip, holding back the curse she wanted to say, and with her eyes reddening, she looked at her husband.

"Wife, just bear with it." Xie Jingchen’s lips were pursed, and he nervously watched his wife’s expressions under the dim yellow light, which made her reddening eyes even more striking. He didn’t dare to move his hands that held the hot towel—

After about half a minute with the hot towel, the swelling and pain became more noticeable. After a while, Yan Jinsu felt a bit of relief.

No medical instruments available, using hot water to bathe the body was also a good method.

But in this era, without modern water heaters, they could only resort to the most primitive method of heat compress.

The most infuriating thing was, the rules of Heavenly Dao had even embezzled her Cold Flame Stone!

Yan Jinsu leaned against the headboard in pain and discomfort, one hand grasping the edge of the bed while the other tightly clutched her husband’s elbow.

A few minutes later, as the towel lost much of its heat, Yan Jinsu just transferred another towel from her Space onto her lap while Xie Jingchen added more hot water to the basin, washed the towel, wrung it semi-dry, and under Yan Jinsu’s tears, continued to insistently apply the hot compress.

In such a pause, the dry towel had already been stained with many spots. Yan Jinsu silently looked at the man, wanting to speak but then shut her mouth.

Such a hard-to-make request, Yan Jinsu really felt embarrassed to mention it at the moment.

Of course, sucking it would work too—

Upon thinking that, Yan Jinsu’s face turned even redder.

After several more applications, another half hour passed swiftly. In this half-hour, Yan Jinsu felt that she was a bit embarrassed inadvertently.

"Is it better now..." Embarrassed, Yan Jinsu slightly leaned against the nightstand while being treated with the hot compress.

After his proper compress treatment, the bruised color seemed a bit lighter, yet after several heat treatments, the swelling became more intense.

Xie Jingchen casually put the cooled towel back into the basin and looked at the outer coat that had been repeatedly dampened by the wet towel—

Worried that his little wife might get uncomfortable or catch a cold again, he naturally loosened the blanket on her shoulders and suddenly said: "Wife, I’m really hungry."

Upon hearing this, Yan Jinsu’s face suddenly blushed, her body seemed ready to burst into flames.

Xie Jingchen peeked at his wife’s reaction, seeing her tightly closed eyes and the long eyelashes that seemed to tremble in response.

Knowing his wife understood his hint, Xie Jingchen did not hold back—

Then, the subtle swallowing sounds, in the dimly lit space, gradually became clearer.

The more Yan Jinsu listened, the softer her body felt,...

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