Starry Sky Railway: The Slacking Sword Saint is Keeped by Fu Xuan

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Last night, the rain was sparse and the wind was strong; even a deep sleep couldn't dispel the lingering effects of

"I asked the person rolling up the curtain, but they said the crabapple blossoms are still the same."

The light singing, accompanied by the moonlight, echoed under the night sky.

His voice, though slightly strained, actually sounds quite pleasant.

Fu Xuan held the hot water, quietly gazing at the distant, swirling sea of ​​clouds and the dazzling starry sky. Her hair was wet, but the person holding her seemed oblivious, even though his own hair was also wet.

"You sing so well, why don't you go to the opera house sometime and belt out a song?"

Who knows, some rich young lady might take a liking to you and spend a fortune on you!

Then I won't have to stay in my shabby little tattered house anymore.

You can drink and have fun all day long and nobody will care.

She took a sip of hot water and suddenly spoke up.

"No way, unless..."

"Unless what?"

Fu Xuan narrowed her eyes, raised her face to look at Yu Chen, and her eyes instantly turned dangerous.

They actually dared to say no?!

She brought up the topic herself, yet she got agitated first—what a sore loser!

Yu Chen smiled, and seeing her anxious made him happy instead.

"Unless that young lady is you, I don't want any other woman!"

Although it was the answer she expected, her heart still tightened slightly before she heard it.

"Hmph~ I would never give an actor that much money!"

"But I'm not some actor anymore... I'm a giant monster that eats little fortune tellers!"

Yu Chen suddenly chuckled and pulled her into his arms.

Fu Xuan exclaimed in surprise, nearly spilling the water from his cup.

"what you do!?"

"I'm worried you'll be cold, so go back and dry your hair first. If you want to come out for some fresh air later, I'll keep you company."

Yu Chen rolled his eyes at her, then lowered his head and gently bit her little lips.

Fu Xuan immediately shut up, glaring at him with eyes full of embarrassment.

In the darkness, her eyes flickered and shone, incredibly alluring.

"I'm thirsty, I want to drink water!"

"...Bad guy!"

Fu Xuan cursed softly but still obediently fed it to her.

"It's not that imported drinks don't taste good, I just want to drink imported drinks!"

"What import...?"

Fu Xuan was puzzled for a moment. She knew that fruits from other planets were called imported fruits when transported to Luofu, but what about imported water...?

Yu Chen's gaze lingered on her lips, and the Grand Diviner instantly realized what was happening.

"Don't even think about it!"

"Hmph, fine, I don't want to drink it! I don't care anyway!"

Fu Xuan stared at him with a tense expression, then silently held the cup and gulped down her drink.

He acted as if he wouldn't be satisfied with just drinking it all himself, and that he was going to let you die of thirst.

She filled her mouth with water, puffed out her cheeks, and proudly raised her chin at Yu Chen, then…

It was a tragedy.

The Sword Saint finally quenched his thirst; the little diviner's lips were tough, but when he kissed, they were incredibly soft...

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"Little Fu Xuan, please be gentle..."

Yu Chen felt the stinging pain on his head from the third time his hair had become tangled and pulled at his scalp due to the rough blow-drying. He grimaced and pleaded.

Fu Xuan glanced coldly at his reflection in the mirror, his hands moving...

He started without using any effort.

She couldn't bear to torment him any longer and became a little gentler.

Soft, warm little hands rubbed my head, and the inexplicable, slight tingling sensation was incredibly relaxing and pleasurable.

At this moment, Fu Xuan could easily touch the Sword Saint's head, which was not to be offended, however he pleased.

Chapter 104 Injury

The night breeze was much gentler tonight, and the warm yellow light inside the room created a cozy atmosphere. Fu Xuan lay quietly on Yu Chen's body, her fair and delicate feet dangling in the air.

She was intently looking at her phone, her bright eyes blinking rapidly, her long eyelashes fluttering, and a few stray strands of hair slipping down, obscuring her vision.

But she didn't care; someone else would stir things up for her.

Yu Chen leaned against the bed, his chin resting on his hand, his fingers twirling and playing with her hair.

His eyes gazed quietly at her small face, illuminated by the glowing bricks, his gaze gentle and serene, a subtle affection hidden within them, which quietly fell upon Fu Xuan.

"Put your feet under the covers, or you'll catch a cold."

He suddenly spoke, softly.

Fu Xuan looked up at him, her big eyes blinking.

“So cute…”

Yu Chen couldn't help but laugh and touched her little face.

Xiao Fuxuan's face flushed slightly, and she gave a soft hum. She scrolled through her phone and showed him a video.

"Look, Xingxuan is showing off her little swordsman to me again."

Yu Chen glanced at the video; a handsome young man was wielding a sword, his movements graceful and dashing, both cool and dashing.

"If Jingyuan knew that this guy had mastered a great sword technique and was showing it to his girlfriend every day, he would be furious."

"... "

The Grand Diviner was speechless for a moment, and rolled his eyes in exasperation.

Is this what she wants to hear?

"You'd better shut up; you have absolutely no romantic sense..."

"Who said there isn't one?"

Yu Chen smiled and looked at her, asking in return.

Fu Xuan raised an eyebrow and said, "Then show me how to be a show-off?"

"Are you sure you want me to show you how [I'm] [slutty]?"

Yu Chen's lips curled into a wicked smile as he tugged at the collar of his shirt, revealing a large expanse of skin.

Fu Xuan glanced at it subconsciously, blushed slightly at first, but his expression froze instantly after his gaze moved down a bit.

Yu Chen stared at her for a moment, then glanced down at her. Startled, he grabbed his clothes and tried to wrap himself up again.

"Ahem... Forget it, I'm a respectable married man, I already have a wife, I won't do such a thing, please have some self-respect, Your Excellency!"

Fu Xuan kept a straight face and completely ignored his words. She just kept pulling on Yu Chen's clothes and pulling them down.

"let go!"

“…” Yu Chen was silent for a while, then coughed lightly and said, “There’s nothing to see, just some scars from the war.”

It's nothing to begin with. They say scars are a man's badge of honor, so it's nothing to be ashamed of.

But looking at Fu Xuan's expression, he unconsciously wanted to hide it so she wouldn't see it.

Fu Xuan suddenly lost her strength. Just as Yu Chen was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he looked up and saw her face full of sorrow.

She stared at Yu Chen silently, her lips pursed, without saying a word.

His expression was as if his heart was broken, and the atmosphere became oppressive, the silence unbearable.

Yu Chen looked at her and couldn't help but reach out and gently touch her face.

Fu Xuan turned her face away, her eyes glistening with tears, looking away with a wronged expression.

This instantly shattered the Sword Saint's mental defenses. He didn't know who Fu Xuan had learned this move from, and his heart trembled violently.

With a sense of helplessness, he took her hand and gently placed it inside his clothes.