Transmigration: I Have Storage Space in the Apocalypse novel Chapter 568

Chapter 568: Chapter 564 Yan Jinsu Missing Record 16 [Monthly Ticket 150+]

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"Wife!" As soon as Xie Jingchen touched Yan Jinsu’s arm, he immediately felt that something was wrong. Why was her body temperature so high?

It was too dark, so Xie Jingchen took a flashlight and placed it on the bed. Yan Jinsu’s flushed face came into view under the light of his flashlight.

When Xie Jingchen touched her forehead, he felt relieved. Although her face was red, her temperature was only a little over 38 degrees Celsius, which somewhat comforted him.

As soon as Xie Jingchen touched Yan Jinsu, she woke up in alarm.

"Sigh, huff~ Xie Jingchen?" Yan Jinsu opened her eyes wide; she felt so hot!

But she knew she wasn’t running a fever, it was... the effects of the osmanthus taking hold!

The osmanthus is a fruit that animals love to eat when they mate. Since it promotes the fertility rate of animals, it was later named the osmanthus.

And it works best on viviparous animals... and humans are also a kind of animal!

When Yan Jinsu was hit by the osmanthus, although Xie Jingchen wiped it off her immediately, she had actually inhaled quite a lot of the fruit’s scent!

Xie Jingchen wasn’t unaffected either; it’s just that his physical strength was much better than Yan Jinsu’s current condition. He could completely control his own desires.

But Yan Jinsu was helpless.

"Wife, where do you feel uncomfortable? I’ll get you some medicine..."

"No, no need... it will be better when the fever goes down." Once she saw clearly that it was Xie Jingchen, the defenses in Yan Jinsu’s heart subsided.

Her small hand even unconsciously wrapped around Xie Jingchen’s neck, catching him by surprise.

This only made Yan Jinsu want to get closer to him instinctively; how could she still have any guard against him?

"Yan Jinsu...?"

What kind of look was that? Yan Jinsu was blankly startled.

No! Xie Jingchen felt a bit disappointed.

Yan Jinsu made a noise, covering her hot, flushed face, and suddenly realized what he meant, "You, are you looking for her?"

She was just overheated, not out of her mind. She gave him a self-mocking and bitter smile: "Sorry... I am not her. I don’t have her memories..."

"No! Yan Jinsu, you are her, she is also you. In my eyes, you two are the same, inseparable! Yan Jinsu, you are my love." Xie Jingchen saw the look of loss and sadness in the young woman’s eyes, which made his heart leap with joy.

Although Yan Jinsu still could not remember the past, she had accepted herself!

This already made Xie Jingchen very happy.

It actually had nothing to do with being petty or generous. He just wanted his wife’s body and heart to only belong to him.

Call him old-fashioned in his thinking or petty, but no man who truly loves his wife could be indifferent to her past.

It’s just to ensure the couple can live more harmoniously, without easily bringing up past matters.

Now, in the eyes of his amnesiac wife, he saw her bewilderment—she didn’t know that her current fondness for him was because, in her eyes, he was different.

Her jealousy of ’herself’ meant that she had always been a blank slate emotionally.

As for his little wife not being pure or whatever, he never doubted that. Because when they first got married, both were inexperienced with passion. Fortunately, their earnestness towards the relationship allowed them to put aside any prejudices and learn from each other, slowly developing sincere feelings!

He never doubted the purity of his wife.

His little wife was a proud young woman; she may not say much, but she would earnestly invest herself in maintaining the relationship between them.

If he were to ask directly, she would surely tell him everything.

But he didn’t want to do that in order to avoid hurting her heart! Once he did so, it would be akin to inflicting a ’doubtful’ wound on their marital relationship.

He truly cared for his little wife and wouldn’t do things that would make her unhappy.

Moreover, what he cared about even more was whether the little woman was the first one to have developed feelings of love for him.