Transmigration: I Have Storage Space in the Apocalypse

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Talk about... a woman with a big belly is not to be offended, and the small-minded Zhang Shan Ni has now taken note of it in her heart.

Zhang Shan Ni saw the look on Xie Jingchen’s face that was as if an ascetic had to endure, and she immediately couldn’t be bothered with him, leaping down from his thigh, scaring Xie Jingchen into a panic, "Wife!"

"Hmph!"

Zhang Shan Ni just snorted at him, "I’m going to prepare some dumplings for you, and get ready for the New Year’s dinner!"

Leaving him with that, Zhang Shan Ni twisted her waist, not even glancing at him as she headed straight to the kitchen without paying him any more mind.

"This!" Xie Jingchen held his forehead, looking down at his still bulging crotch, truly not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

Is he, he doing this for whose sake?! Is there no justice...

Zhang Shan Ni saw that it had gotten dark outside and the scattered snowflakes started to drift down again.

Thinking about it, she felt a mischievous impulse, so she only took out the chive and shrimp dumplings, planning to just steam them as the main dish.