Transmigration: I Have Storage Space in the Apocalypse

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Xie Jingzi looked up at him with dazed, beast-like eyes—

"This doesn’t need to be learned. Every time Third Sister-in-law deals with Third Brother, she uses this trick. I’ve seen it several times. How does it feel? Does it really hurt?"

While speaking, Xie Jingzi, aiming to let Zhou Zhenghui experience the sensation, didn’t care about the large hand enveloping her small one, directly pinching and twisting with accustomed force—

"Hisss... are you trying to murder your own husband?" Zhou Zhenghui exclaimed in shocked whisper once he heard clearly, sweeping away his previous low spirits!

"Hey, hey, uncle, let go! What, what are you doing?"

Xie Jingzi was understandably startled as Zhou Zhenghui, pretending to be in great pain from her little move, suddenly pulled her into his embrace,

But in Xie Jingzi’s view, this man truly deserves a beating to learn his lesson!