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

Sitting and watching the sun and moon revolve overhead, and the Milky Way change, it felt as if I had just taken a nap, and the world was suddenly filled with a cool breeze.

Will it snow this year?

"This is not under my jurisdiction. You need to find the people from the Heavenly Ship Bureau and the Earthly Balance Bureau."

Fu Xuan carefully reviewed the official document in his hand and responded without turning his head.

That's right, the weather in Louvre is determined by human intervention, and generally speaking, severe weather is not common.

However, the people in charge of the weather management have their off days, resulting in massive downpours and super thunderstorms...

They claimed it was to allow everyone to experience the most realistic weather conditions.

Yu Chen took a sip of tea, and the warm steam rose from the cup, becoming more and more noticeable.

He stared blankly at the pale white clouds drifting slowly across the sky, lost in thought.

Fu Xuan put down his pen and breathed a sigh of relief. He picked up his cup, wanting to take a sip of water and rest, but the heat forced him to retreat.

She turned to look at the guy who had been standing by the bed for about half an hour. This idiot hadn't moved an inch except for pouring some tea.

"If you're bored, come and sign some papers for me. You spend at least a third of your day spacing out, and the rest of the time you're just messing with me..."

A resentful tone came from the little diviner's mouth. Yu Chen turned to look at her, smiled gently, and walked forward with narrowed eyes.

He didn't say anything, but simply put down his cup and gently hugged her from behind his chair.

A warm embrace, a wave of love washing over you, makes you want to relax as you lie in it.

"Would you like me to give you a massage?"

Yu Chen looked down at her and gently lifted her long pink hair with his hand.

Fu Xuan closed his eyes, turned his head slightly, and rubbed his arm against his.

"Pour me a glass of warm water first; the tea is too hot to drink..."

"it is good."

...

Gentle fingertips pressed lightly on the head, occasionally gliding over sensitive acupoints to bring a tingling sensation.

Fu Xuan squinted, enjoying the service that the Sword Saint was giving her all to receive, her expression relaxed and comfortable.

"Harder."

"Okay~"

Yu Chen responded and slightly increased the pressure, pressing precisely on her favorite spot. Fu Xuan immediately reacted and couldn't help but hum softly.

That sweet, gentle call was like a tug at Yu Chen's heartstrings, but seeing her so comfortable made him feel so content that he couldn't bear to let go.

She kept pressing on Xiao Fuxuan until he became drowsy before she told Yu Chen to stop.

The girl's expression was unusually charming at this moment. Her rosy and tender lips were slightly parted, and she breathed out fragrant breaths. Her cheeks were flushed and her expression was dreamy. She closed her eyes and slumped in the chair, looking like she was ready to be taken.

Yu Chen leaned down and gently kissed her fair forehead. Fu Xuan reached out and hugged him, then whispered something.

"I'm a little cold..."

He laughed, gently picked her up and pulled her into his arms, then sat down in her seat.

Fu Xuan nestled softly in her arms, her expression unusually relaxed. Yu Chen adored her completely unguarded and cute appearance.

Therefore, once a person of immortality enters a state of deep concentration, their perception of time becomes extremely weak.

It seemed he had dozed off for a short while. In his drowsy state, Fu Xuan suddenly woke up, quickly wiped his mouth, and straightened up.

Looking up, she saw him gazing at her tenderly. When he saw her wake up, a questioning look appeared in his eyes, and his large hand tightened its grip around her waist.

Feeling this pampering, Fu Xuan suddenly sighed and buried her head in his arms again.

"Did you have a nightmare?"

"No…"

She responded sullenly.

"I just feel..."

"What do you think?"

Fu Xuan suddenly raised his face again, pursed his lips, and stared intently at her.

Yu Chen gazed at her silently, a faint smile playing on his lips, the love flowing beneath his calm surface seeming almost overwhelming.

She sighed softly, her gaze growing increasingly complicated.

"It's all your fault... I think I'm almost..."

"What do you need so quickly?"

he asked softly.

Fu Xuan sighed again, "I'm almost ready to give up on being a general."

How could anyone not be captivated by such tenderness?

"Isn't that great? Unlike Jingyuan, who's always so busy with work that he has to give up all the time he spends with me!"

"Not good at all..."

She snorted in dissatisfaction, then suddenly hugged his neck and pressed down on him.

Without words, communication can proceed smoothly, with mutual affection being exchanged, captivating the heart and soul.

Yu Chen's hands gradually became more and more restless. Fu Xuan hummed softly, but only made two noises, tacitly agreeing with his actions.

The delicate pink peach blossoms bloomed on Xiao Fuxuan's face in this winter.

The sun, too, blushed red from their actions and gradually set.

Zhi acridine~

The door was suddenly opened, and Xingxuan appeared, rubbing her eyes and holding a bag of documents. She stared at the two people in their awkward pose, her expression frozen, and she remained rooted to the spot, still in the open door position.

"... "

Silence, a suffocating silence.

She closed the door stiffly, like a rusty robot.

"Eh...how strange, the Grand Diviner isn't here, how odd!"

She stiffly closed the door as she spoke.

bang~

Xingxuan closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She hadn't expected Lord Fu Xuan to be so bold, actually doing this in his office... in his office...

Waaaaah, so embarrassing!

The 180-year-old 'young girl' ran away quickly and sweetly.

Yu Chen and Fu Xuan maintained that awkward posture, staring at each other subtly.

"Uh...it seems pretty late, shall we go eat?"

"Eat your big head, you big idiot!"

Fu Xuan let out a mournful cry, unable to control his emotions any longer, and pounced on Yu Chen like an angry little tiger, slapping (touching) his face repeatedly.

"Hmm... let's go eat then!"

Yu Chen picked her up in one go, ignoring her fussing, and stood up with her in his arms.

Although he was a little embarrassed, the hunger from his empty stomach overshadowed that embarrassment.

Kissing is also very energy-consuming!

Therefore, cooking rice is the most important thing.

"Food is as essential as iron; you'll get hungry if you skip a meal!"

"Little Fu Xuan, the great diviner, doesn't even kiss his mother's head for a day!"

"Who do you say is the tigress?"

Her soft moan, tinged with shame and indignation, rang out.

"Don't frame me! I'm talking about a tiger, an adorable and cute creature, completely different from a tiger!"

Yu Chen denied it outright.

"You had better be right!"

Fu Xuan's eyes turned cold, and his tone became dangerous.

Yu Chen carried her forward without changing his expression, and gradually some curious glances came from around them.

Fu Xuan's face flushed again, and he slowly buried his head in his hands.

"Put me down first..."

The three-second "true woman" time was up, and Little Diviner became submissive again.

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