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

He argued, "I'm a seasoned drinker, I'm used to it, so a little bit won't hurt."

"Can't I just have a tiny taste?"

Fu Xuan's expression grew increasingly dissatisfied.

"But didn't you just try it?" Yu Chen asked, puzzled, but with a smile in his eyes.

Then, he successfully made Xiao Fuxuan angry...

She glared at Yu Chen for a few moments, then suddenly snorted, crossed her arms, turned away, and shifted her position to create distance between them, sulking in anger.

Yu Chen smiled helplessly as he watched her retreating figure, then propped himself up, walked behind her, and sat down close to her.

He reached out and wrapped his arms around her waist, gently pulling her soft body into his embrace.

Fu Xuan did not refuse or resist, clearly giving him a way out.

Yu Chen leaned on her shoulder and whispered in her ear, "How about just a small cup? You don't usually drink this stuff, and you'll get dizzy when the aftereffects hit..."

"The Grand Diviner wouldn't want me to see him drunk, would he?"

"... "

Fu Xuan finally turned around and gave him a resentful look.

"Just one cup then..."

Yu Chen smiled and pushed his cup over.

"You won't get any more after you finish eating these~"

Fu Xuan glanced at the half-full glass of wine, wrinkled his nose, and muttered, "You're so stingy... I didn't even force you to drink only a little bit..."

Upon hearing this, Yu Chen pursed his lips, somewhat helpless. He hugged Fu Xuan and explained, "Because you didn't drink before, Fu Xuan, I didn't dare to give you too much..."

"Your body won't be able to handle it, and you'll definitely feel unwell. It's not that I don't want you to drink it."

Fu Xuan pouted and stopped pestering her.

Yu Chen looked at her tenderly, picked up a piece of food with his chopsticks, and brought it to her lips.

"Eat more vegetables..."

After Fu Xuan finished her cup, she obeyed and stopped pestering Yu Chen for more. She just watched him slowly finish the small pot of wine with a slightly resentful look in her eyes.

"Maybe next time, I'll just have a little bit more~"

Yu Chen looked at her and smiled gently.

Fu Xuan gave a soft hum, closed her eyes, and her body went limp as she fell into his arms.

"As punishment, you must hold me for half an hour and not move!"

Yu Chen hugged her tightly, burying his face in her fragrant hair, his voice soft and seductive, "How could this be a punishment? It's a tremendous reward for me..."

Fu Xuan blushed slightly, pretending not to hear, and gently rested her head against his neck.

The waiter stood quietly outside, a window at the end of the corridor in front of her wide open.

The pale, pure moonlight cascaded into the room like a waterfall, flowing across the floor, soft and warm.

...

The night deepened.

The two held each other's hands tightly as they strolled along the long street. Fu Xuan blinked repeatedly, feeling a little dizzy.

Yu Chen stared intently at the road ahead, his mind gradually drifting away, unsure of where he was going.

Suddenly, the girl beside him leaned slightly towards him. Although she immediately straightened up, Yu Chen instantly snapped out of his daze and turned to look at her.

Looking at the little shaky little bastard, Yu Chen shook his head helplessly, then suddenly bent down and picked her up.

Feeling his body lighten, Fu Xuan was startled a beat late and his eyes immediately fell on his face.

"Your head's spinning, isn't it? That's why I told you not to drink too much. If I hadn't stopped you, do you think you'd be in this state right now?"

Fu Xuan pursed her lips, gave a soft hum, and hugged him without replying; her head was indeed a little dizzy…

Yu Chen shook his head helplessly and hugged her tighter. "Hold on tighter, or you'll catch a cold in the night breeze."

Although he said this, a faint warmth emanated from his body and enveloped Fu Xuan.

Actively scattering spiritual energy to keep warm consumes a lot of energy; only Xiao Fuxuan has this privilege that makes him so pampered.

Even if it's a doll from the future, don't expect him to do that...

But if she were to catch a cold, he would be heartbroken; that's absolutely unacceptable!

Fu Xuan clung to him even tighter, gently nuzzling her head against his shoulder, and whispered, "How about you wash my hair when we get back today?"

Yu Chen glanced at her sideways and said, "Washing your hair? Aren't you afraid of catching a cold?"

She squinted her eyes and began to whine softly, her voice as sweet and gentle as if she were sucking on a piece of honey.

"is it okay?"

Yu Chen's expression stiffened slightly, but his heart melted instantly. He looked at Fu Xuan and sighed softly.

How could anyone resist such a sweet and affectionate gesture?

Chapter 126 The Sword Saint Controls the Flood

The bathroom was filled with the mist and the sound of running water echoed through the warm, humid air.

Within the mist, two figures could be vaguely seen entangled and writhing together...

Well, after Xiao Fuxuan came back, she suddenly became incoherent, insisting that Yu Chen washed her hair and she rubbed Yu Chen's back, etc...

Seeing her dizzy little face, the Sword Saint had no interest in that at all, but since the girl was a bit drunk, he stubbornly pressed her down.

But those smooth, delicate little hands were touching his body all over, with half of her body pressed against his back, not at all like she was rubbing his back...

If this got out, the bathhouse attendants would laugh at her to death, but Yu Chen was constantly worried that she would fall.

That silly little fortune teller, she shouldn't have been allowed to drink that lousy wine... just over one cup and she's already this drunk!

Yu Chen sighed deeply, utterly helpless.

"alright…!"

Fu Xuan suddenly pressed down on Yu Chen's back and braced himself, but lost his footing and fell backward.

Yu Chen turned around in an instant, wrapped his arms around her waist, and pulled her into his embrace.

Little Fu Xuan pounced over with a thud, her eyes glazed over, and the rosy blush on her cheeks became even more pronounced from the moisture.

Yu Chen helplessly lifted her bangs and pressed them against his forehead to feel them.

I breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that the little idiot didn't have a high fever.

"I'm really impressed by you!"

Fu Xuan groaned and tried to stand up, supporting herself on Yu Chen's body, but accidentally pressed on a place she shouldn't have, which startled Yu Chen. He quickly picked her up and placed her on his lap.

His face was somewhat dark. He held Fu Xuan's head, making her face him, and then said seriously, "Sit still, I'll wash your hair. And don't you dare touch anything!"

Fu Xuan sniffed, opened her arms and hugged him tightly, trying to squeeze into his embrace.

Yu Chen's lips twitched slightly, and he said helplessly, "Didn't you want to wash your hair? I can't wash it while you're holding me~"

"Let's hug for a while before washing..."

Fu Xuan hummed softly, her delicate voice captivating Yu Chen's heart.

He only held out for a second before his defenses crumbled, and he silently hugged Fu Xuan tightly, nuzzling her face against hers.

"Then let's hug for a little while..."

Fu Xuan squinted, nestled in his arms, her hands reaching out to try and grasp the future.

Yu Chen froze at her movements, a look of shock flashing in his eyes as he stared at Fu Xuan.

Fu Xuan's flushed face was exceptionally alluring, and the thin mist veiled her in a mysterious way.

"You need to sort this out before you can properly wash my hair, right?"

Yu Chen's throat moved, and he nodded silently.

Although it's unclear whether she became so bold suddenly because she was a little drunk, but...

Just let things happen naturally; men can never resist a lover who takes the initiative towards them.

On the second day of the second lunar month, the dragon raises its head, but a great flood descends, requiring people to suppress it…

The steam in the bathroom intensified; she treated herself well, so Yu Chen naturally wouldn't mistreat her...

With everything settled, Yu Chen gently washed her hair, dried it, and carried her back to the room.

After blowing the fan on Xiao Fuxuan, it blew on Yu Chen. Originally, this was a time of drinking, being exposed to cold air, and taking a bath.

Xiao Fuxuan actually caught a cold, but now she has an extremely gentle and warm-hearted man by her side, constantly holding her and spreading warmth.

It's impossible that it's just a cold or flu.

After taking a shower and washing his hair, Fu Xuan gradually regained his senses.