Transmigration: I Have Storage Space in the Apocalypse novel Chapter 281

Chapter 281: Chapter 277 Wife... [1000+ votes]

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The events happening in the Rong District are unclear to Zhang Shanni, and since Yan Jinsi had taken her medicine, she wasn’t too worried about this young man anymore.

But the man who couldn’t return time and again has finally come back. She sat there dazed, still wondering inside—should she tell him her secret?

She thought to herself that her husband clearly wasn’t foolish; with all the small hints she might have unintentionally revealed, he probably already had a clue.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have endured until now to appear before her.

"Wife, why aren’t you asleep yet?" Xie Jingchen clearly saw the ’resentful’ look in his little wife’s eyes and, noticing her thinly dressed, disapprovingly glared at her. He immediately grabbed a coat hanging behind the door, draped it over her while whispering firmly,

"It’s still cold, wearing so little, what if you catch a cold!"

"Brother Chen, are you really that busy?" Zhang Shanni leaned in to help him, puckering her lips and asking softly.

Zhang Shanni couldn’t see her own expression, but in Jingchen’s eyes, his little wife almost seemed as if she was tearfully complaining about him not being home.

"What’s wrong?" Xie Jingchen naturally embraced his little wife, kissed her damp big apricot eyes, and as soon as he touched her abdomen, he froze, surprised he asked back, "Wife, are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Saying this, he stood up, ready to take her back to the Rong District for a check-up.

"No, I’m really fine, don’t look at the waist being small; my belly hasn’t shrunk, it’s bulging!" Saying this, Zhang Shanni placed his hand on it.

The pregnancy made her abdomen swell more and more, and her breasts also increasingly notable, each time she looked in the mirror, she felt as if she was carrying three spheres.

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Zhang Shanni clearly remembered, when she first arrived, the original owner wasn’t even a B cup, now... well, better not to speak of it.

All she knew was that, when her two little ones are born, she shouldn’t worry about not having enough breast milk, given the capacity she had.

Xie Jingchen was indeed careful, stroking her belly that seemed like a ball, anxiously asking repeatedly, "Are you really ok?"

"It’s really nothing, I’m about to enter the sixth month. It’s better if my belly doesn’t grow wildly now; I fear it might complicate the birth." Zhang Shanni nodded affirmatively.

She was also a bit scared, honestly. In this era, there was no talk of Caesarean sections yet; it was usually only considered in critical, life-threatening situations.

Zhang Shanni felt very comfortable being caressed; her skin, though separated by cotton clothes, felt a tingling sensation from his rough palms, comfortably making her want to curl her toes...

Only her husband, carrying her sixty-kilogram pregnant self as simply as if holding a doll, sitting in his warm embrace, the confusing troubles that bothered her mind earlier, oddly vanished.

What a woman needs is always simple; a concerned look and a warm embrace are enough.

"Shall we go check again?"