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

Fu Xuan didn't say anything, then blushed and struggled completely out of his arms.

She lowered her head, stuffed Yu Chen's clothes into his arms, then turned her back to the wall, like a child reflecting on a mistake...

Yu Chen folded the clean clothes aside, then leaned forward and gently put his arm around Fu Xuan's waist. He whispered in her ear, "Don't be nervous... it's just a normal shower. Just pretend I'm not there!"

Fu Xuan didn't reply, but he spoke firmly. It was possible to treat him like air, but could he just sit quietly and do nothing like air?

Obviously not!

The Grand Diviner remained reserved, while Yu Chen turned around and started filling the bathtub with hot water.

Let's get all the preparations done first. Once the door is locked, we'll wait for Xiao Fuxuan to convince himself, and he'll naturally accept the truth.

However… Yu Chen secretly glanced back at the pretty girl standing in front of the mirror.

If she was truly shy, he wouldn't force her too much...

Things should be done step by step. If it doesn't work today, try a few more times and it will work.

Besides... regardless of whether they can take a bath together, when they go to sleep, she still needs to be held in his arms and sleep peacefully together.

As long as this point remains unchanged, he doesn't care what happens.

You should know that Xiao Fu Xuan is now truly his sleeping pill!

As long as I hold her, the nightmares disappear, and I sleep soundly and peacefully, unlike before when I had to get completely drunk to temporarily soothe my mind...

How can that superficial treatment compare to Xiao Fuxuan's?

This is his life-saving medicine!

After the hot water was finished, Yu Chen glanced down at his clothes, hesitated for a moment, and then turned around and walked to Fu Xuan's side.

He slowly embraced her from behind, and together they looked at each other in the mirror.

Yu Chen slowly reached out and pinched her tense little face; she seemed extremely nervous.

He chuckled softly, cupping Fu Xuan's lips with both hands and curving them into a smile.

"Smile~ You're so sweet!"

Fu Xuan shook her head vigorously and glared at him reproachfully, but her soft and sweet eyes seemed to be so saccharine that they looked like they wanted to stick to Yu Chen's face.

"Time for a nice bath..."

He smiled, leaned close to Fu Xuan's face, and whispered a reminder while looking at her reflection in the mirror.

Fu Xuan pursed her lips, closed her eyes, her face contorted in a frown for a moment, then finally took a deep breath, sighed softly, and silently unbuttoned a button at her waist.

Yu Chen's lips instantly curled up. He turned Fu Xuan around, with his back to the large mirror, and helped her unbutton her clothes.

Fu Xuan released his grip, lowered his head and watched as he untied the pieces one by one, his pounding heart gradually calming down.

With the last button undone, the garment opened, revealing glimpses of snow-white skin.

Yu Chen swallowed hard, about to continue, when Fu Xuan suddenly grabbed his hand.

“Yu Chen…”

She looked up at him, her eyes glistening with tears, her deep affection flowing silently within them, a questioning look playing across her face.

Yu Chen gently hugged her and whispered, "I love you..."

Fu Xuan hummed softly, closed his eyes, wrapped his arms around his neck, and gently pressed down on him.

Their clothes gradually fell off, and their bodies felt lighter.

...

Clothes fall, revealing white jade. Butterflies flutter, orioles sing. Slender fingers entwine, flowing like fragrant water.

Fu Xuan sat upright on the small stool, looking like a good student listening attentively to the teacher. His moist face had a faint blush, probably from the warm steam rising from the bathroom.

Yu Chen stared intently at the flawless jade back before him, gently wiping it with a towel, his movements as careful as if he were touching something of the highest value.

Yes, if I said I'd rub your back, I meant I'd rub your back. A person can't go back on their word!

His fingers traced across her soft skin, his mind free of any distracting thoughts, nor daring to harbor any.

He exclaimed sincerely, "Fu Xuan, your skin is so beautiful!"

"Do not talk!"

Fu Xuan rubbed against him gently and called out in a low voice.

After she recovered, she covered herself with a bath towel, snatched the towel from Yu Chen's hand, and glared at him, snorting, "Turn around, I want to play too... cough, I want to do it too!"

Yu Chen blinked and obediently turned around to enjoy her service.

This was something Xiao Fuxuan did voluntarily, so why not do it?

...

"Hmm~"

The two squinted their eyes and simultaneously let out a comfortable panting sound.

Soaking in warm water felt like an instant massage for the entire body, as if the soul had been cleansed, and even the marrow seemed to tremble.

Fu Xuan squinted, leaning softly against Yu Chen's chest as he was held.

Even a simple kiss will elicit a reaction, and now that we're like peeled eggs, it's hard to avoid it.

This thing was already like this when it was being shelled...

However, the diviner was used to it; even if he accidentally bumped into something, it was only for a moment...

It's just that it's so tightly pressed together now...

Ugh…

She was relaxed, both physically and mentally, and Yu Chen's hands were relatively well-behaved, so she didn't have any other thoughts about being shy.

Moreover, having a fleshy cushion behind her was much more comfortable, especially since this guy could hold her tightly.

This sense of security is something you can't enjoy when taking a bath alone...

Fu Xuan gently stirred the water, creating ripples, and the crisp sound of the water echoed in the quiet bathroom.

The pervasive mist obscured the view, reducing much of the awkwardness.

Aside from being a little uncomfortable, Yu Chen, who is now quietly holding her, is really perfect in every way...

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The warm water enveloped her body, and she leaned against the human backrest, held tightly in Yu Chen's arms.

Fu Xuan squinted, her mind gradually becoming hazy. Her shyness and embarrassment faded away, and she felt as if she had returned to her mother's womb.

Yu Chen stirred the water, making splashing sounds, his gaze fixed blankly on the rippling waves.

He was trying his best to control himself and distract himself, but the body in his arms seemed to grow softer and weaker...

Yu Chen was startled and quickly pulled her up to sit up straight. "Fu Xuan? Don't fall asleep! You'll catch a cold!"

Transparent water droplets slid down her fair and moist skin, over her snow-white neck, along her beautiful bones, and over her flower buds, before disappearing into the water.

"Ugh... I'm out of energy."

Fu Xuan's eyes were unfocused, and she let out a soft hum, her body completely limp in Yu Chen's arms.

Yu Chen's lips twitched violently. He didn't care whether he could control the gun or not, and quickly picked her up from the water.

"You idiot... you call yourself a fortune teller? You actually managed to faint from taking a bath!"

The Sword Saint felt speechless, amused, and a little sorry for the little idiot. Had his clever little diviner's brain recently stopped working properly?

Heart to heart...yes, truly, without reservation, heart to heart, sticking together without the slightest obstacle between us.

Yu Chen kept a straight face, no longer holding back, letting it swagger around.

Fu Xuan's face grew increasingly rosy, a delicate blush gradually spreading across her cheeks...

How could she make such a basic mistake...?

A wet body certainly can't be dressed right away, and no one knows how the Sword Saint wields his sword, drawing it without harming anyone...

He carefully cleaned the helpless little clerk, then dressed her himself, without making a single unnecessary movement throughout the entire process…

Well, I wouldn't dare... After all, if I were to provoke them even slightly, the fire in my heart might just spread completely.

...

"You idiot, drink some water."

Yu Chen held Fu Xuan with one hand and poured her a glass of warm water with the other, bringing it to her lips.

Fu Xuan's face remained flushed, her gaze quietly fixed on Yu Chen's face, brimming with emotions he couldn't decipher.

After drinking half a cup of warm water, Yu Chen put down the cup and reached out to wipe her moist lips.

After doing all this, he sighed softly and looked at Fu Xuan with utter helplessness, asking, "Why didn't you tell me you were dizzy from soaking? If you had soaked any longer, you would have passed out..."

"I don't feel anything..."

She hummed softly, reaching out her little hand to grab the cup.