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Yan Jinsu woke up and immediately regretted it, wondering how she let Xie Jingchen conquer her so easily!
It’s all because Xie Jingchen is too good at capturing hearts!
Yan Jinsu disdainfully pushed away his chest and sat up weakly, supporting her slim waist. Just when she was about to get out of bed, she felt the world spinning and immediately collapsed back onto Xie Jingchen’s broad chest!
"Ugh~"
"Wife, it’s still early, where do you want to go?" Xie Jingchen hadn’t had a good night’s sleep for several days, but now that his wife had finally accepted him, and after his arduous efforts throughout most of the day, a few hours of sleep made him feel energized.
However, seeing his wife’s uncomfortable slow movements, he tenderly pulled her back into his embrace and kissed her forehead, asking.
"Wu, Jingchen, I feel pain!" Yan Jinsu held her head, feeling dizzy and uncomfortable, just like her body before the apocalypse - aging, bones weakening, completely devoid of strength!
Before the apocalypse, Yan Jinsu was a total homebody. Disliking movement, although she was only a twenty-eight-year-old woman, she would spend her time at home and the company, lazy as an old woman.
"Don’t cry, wife, be good, I’ll massage you, then you can take a bath, and you’ll feel much better." Yan Jinsu’s bitter face made Xie Jingchen feel so heartbroken he gently patted and comforted her in his arms.
"Why do you look fresh and lively, while I feel as miserable as an old woman, uncomfortable all over?!" Yan Jinsu wasn’t joking; her complexion was terrible!
Especially around the abdomen, there was even a slight twitching pain.
"Don’t rush, wife, it’s probably because your Soul Crystal is cracked. I’ll get you some hot bath water now, and you should quickly try using the Purple Crystal Core to see if it can repair your Soul Crystal."
Yesterday afternoon, both husband and wife went crazy, Xie Jingchen touched his nose, actually, it was because he couldn’t stop. Now, seeing Yan Jinsu’s pale little face, how could he not feel heartache.
He hastily fed her several big gulps of Spirit Core Water and, upon seeing her pale complexion ease, knowing it was effective, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"It’s all your fault!" Yan Jinsu was new to the intimacies of love; she couldn’t withstand Xie Jingchen’s frenzied agitation. If it weren’t for her body acclimatizing to it, allowing her to find pleasure, she would have kicked him away.
"Alright, alright, it’s my fault. Wife, are you feeling better?" Xie Jingchen’s large hand supported her lower back, gently moving and massaging.
"Sticky, I want to take a bath." Yan Jinsu still wasn’t quite used to such closeness between them, pushing at his sweaty, muscular chest, and spoke in a soft voice.
"Okay, queen, just wait a moment, your servant will have it ready soon." Xie Jingchen left a firm kiss on her face before letting go of her, humming a loud military tune as he briefly left.
After he left, Yan Jinsu touched her stomach, only then feeling relieved when she no longer felt that twitching pain. fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm
She always felt like she was overlooking something?
Slowly lying back down on the bed, Yan Jinsu soon fell asleep again.
But she didn’t know, her sleep had Xie Jingchen on tenterhooks for six or seven hours.
When she woke up again, she found herself refreshed and lying in the arms of a man. The moment she moved, Xie Jingchen woke in alarm.
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