Transmigration: I Have Storage Space in the Apocalypse novel Chapter 392

Chapter 392: Chapter 388 A Somewhat Obscure Fetish

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[Ying... Has everyone figured out what Beauty Zhou’s hobby is?]

Of course, not a second person knows about Zhou Zhenghui’s little quirk; having received an elite education from a young age, there’s no way he would let anyone discover his obscure hobby.

Xie Jingzi’s appearance takes after Zhou Xiuhua. Now that Zhou Xiuhua is older, plus being a village woman who has worked the fields for years, you can’t tell the beauty she once had.

All you can see in Zhou Xiuhua’s features is a ’gentleness,’ which immediately gives the impression of a kind and honest old country woman, the epitome of a friendly rural elder.

But both Xie Tiesheng and Zhou Xiuhua have big eyes; the former with a sharp presence, the latter’s soft and tender like the dark glimmer of water, giving Xie Jingzi that extra natural affinity in her appearance.

Along with her voluptuous yet delicate emotions, and an honest and straightforward personality fostered over time, her character is soft with an air of nonchalance; what shines through her eyes is a gentle feminine ditziness—

The first time Zhou Zhenghui laid eyes on her, he was floored.

Love at first sight, for others, often focuses on looks, but not for him. He fell for those soulful eyes, hitting right on his secret fancy—he’s smitten with the ’innocent’ temperament, not just a cute, loli appearance.

After all, he’s nearly thirty; it’s not possible to be that superficial, addicted from just one glance at someone’s features.

That look can only be described as a glance that struck a chord.

Later, so many coincidences occurred, further convincing him that Xie Jingzi was the Angel sent by heaven to his side, satisfying his demands for a partner and in line with his hidden dark attributes.

In Zhou Zhenghui’s eyes, this is, a match, made, in, heaven.

Xie Jingzi is, unequivocally, his woman.

Right now, this woman obviously looks like she’s about to give up on him, could he just stand aside and smile?

At this moment, he feels his chest being painfully wrenched!

Men, too, are human, and just like women, they have feelings. The patience and tenderness Zhou Zhenghui has shown Xie Jingzi has even led Wan Song to think his master might have been switched at birth; it’s clear to see how much Zhou Zhenghui has changed when it comes to Xie Jingzi!

Now, seeing Xie Jingzi’s trembling delicate body, his body instinctively steps forward, his index finger twitches, but Zhou Zhenghui suppresses the urge to pull his little woman into his arms—

"Darling, you say it yourself, think it over before you speak! Once you’ve said it, no taking it back—"

Xie Tiesheng’s tiger-like eyes meet Zhou Zhenghui’s peach blossom ones, silencing his inner doubts: what kind of father-in-law would feel comfortable handing over his beloved daughter to a man so refined!

As for family backgrounds, he prefers to overlook it. Just seeing Zhou Zhenghui’s hairless, fairer-than-a-woman’s face is enough to deduct some first-impression points.

Zhou Zhenghui stares at Xie Jingzi’s back, his peach blossom eyes slightly narrowed with a cold glint flashing past; he scoffs in his heart, their marriage doesn’t hinge on Xie Jingzi’s opinion.

As for the Xie family elders? If they’re happy, then all is well. Even if they’re against it, to Zhou Zhenghui, that’s nothing more than an irrelevant stance.