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Something he didn’t know must have happened!
Dr. Xiong, wait, Xie Jingchen will definitely not let him go!
Xie Jingchen pursed his lips, a slight cut on them bringing him back to reality.
He gently touched the small fine marks made by teeth with his fingertip, his tiger-like eyes suddenly becoming tender, his deep pupils filled with an unresolved tender sweetness—
However, all his emotions turned into a sigh.
Looking at the rising steam from the bath tub, he stepped in, finding the temperature still high. With his arms exerting force, he lifted the large bath tub at once, and in a few quick steps, placed it in a relatively lower, yet leveled spot.
After making sure everything was even, he then set up a tall tent there.
Given ’Yan Jinsu’s’ incorrect memories and heightened wariness, it was better to create a distance between them from the start.
He had little resistance to his little wife, better not to add to it!
After finishing the preparations, he stood still at the entrance of the tent, his mouth just opening when the deeply-ingrained word ’wife’ disrupted his heartbeat for a few moments.
Yan Jinsu had already heard the footsteps outside the curtain. She instinctively looked down and found herself in comfortable and conservative clothes, which calmed her emotions.
Xie Jingchen’s parting words, "Don’t worry, I won’t force you," brought Yan Jinsu both comfort and a sense of loss.
But the man had left; she couldn’t open her mouth to say ’How about we give it a try?’—how shameless and embarrassing that would be!
At this moment, seeing him standing outside the tent, silent, made her a bit nervous—what was he thinking?
Alas, she felt that after overcoming that bout of panic, why was she becoming more and more lustful?
"Yan Jinsu, I’ve prepared some hot water for you. Go soak in the bath in the tent next door. I’ll check the surroundings. Be careful, and yell if you need anything."
Xie Jingchen suppressed the pain in his heart, steadying his voice while standing at the tent entrance. He fled before he could finish speaking. fɾeewebnoveℓ.co๓
Yan Jinsu felt the same as Xie Jingchen. When she actually heard Xie Jingchen call her by her full name with unfamiliarity, her heart ached, reddening her eyes in an instant.
By the time she reacted, her body had already rushed to the tent, but Xie Jingchen’s figure was nowhere to be seen.
Inside the tent was a flashlight; it didn’t feel dim to her, but upon exiting, she realized it was still dark outside.
Yan Jinsu felt embarrassed for the second time since waking up. Her body felt as if thousands of ants were nibbling on her, tears welling up in her eyes.
Her face turned pale as she barely pulled a smile, speaking to herself, "Xie Jingchen, do you understand now? I am no longer ’her’?"
The man who would protect her with his life the moment before, suddenly became distant because of her past self. Yan Jinsu didn’t know what others would think, but she only had one thought:
Damn it all!
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