Transmigration: I Have Storage Space in the Apocalypse

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Yan Jinsu’s skin flushed a tide of rosy red under Xie Jingchen’s intensely burning gaze.

His deep pupils seemed to speak, and just being stared at like this made her feel her entire body going soft! Unable to bear it, she averted her gaze from his.

"Let’s get to the shore first." Xie Jingchen took a couple of deep breaths to steady the emotional turmoil in his chest and started rowing toward a direction, cradling her gently.

Both survivors of a recent ordeal, he now had only one thought: to embed the woman in his arms deeply into his very bones and calm the fervor in his bloodline.

Yan Jinsu nervously rested her small face against the nape of his neck, not daring to utter another word, simply settling quietly onto him.

Xie Jingchen, who hadn’t touched his wife for almost a month, had already been aroused by her in mid-air, by a kiss...

Now, as she curled up in his embrace like an obedient little kitten, if he didn’t miss her, he wouldn’t be a man!

So, once they were out of the water, Xie Jingchen was in no hurry to put her down. Instead, with one hand holding her, he took out a flashlight from the Space Button with the other, carefully surveying their surroundings.

This sweeping glance left both Xie Jingchen and Yan Jinsu stunned.