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

Warm, white steam filled the bathroom. Yu Chen lay quietly in the bathtub, and Fu Xuan slowly sat down as well.

He opened his eyes and glanced at the incredibly alluring scene, then couldn't help but tighten his embrace slightly.

Fu Xuan let him hold her, feeling his burning body; she was already used to it…

Anyway, I've made up my mind to shut this guy who's always so hot-tempered up today, and I'm definitely not going to let him get away with this!

Surprisingly, Yu Chen didn't do anything more...

Normally, that wicked hand would have already been roaming all over her body...

I was still very restless during the day, wanting to continue into the night!

Ha, it didn't work today!

only…

Fu Xuan gently nuzzled the face that had leaned against him and asked softly:

"Tired?"

Although she wanted to tease him, she was still a little worried. She was genuinely afraid that this idiot was hiding something again.

Yu Chen yawned and shook his head. "No~ I'm just a little sleepy. I didn't sleep well last night. I think I caught some of Jing Yuan's sleepiness..."

"Are you feeling alright anywhere?"

"Yes...of course!"

Fu Xuanxin tensed up, but the next moment he knew what this idiot was talking about.

She gave him a shy glare, knowing it would still turn out the same way!

"hey-hey…"

Yu Chen smiled, nuzzled against her, and didn't do anything else.

He'd been lounging around for too long, and now that he'd done some exercise, he just wanted to rest. He really was a bit lazy…

...

After taking a bath and washing his hair, he didn't dare to hold Xiao Fuxuan in the corridor for long because of the low temperature outside and he was afraid she would catch a cold. Instead, he went straight back to the room and dried her hair.

Fu Xuan squinted her eyes and obediently sat on the bed, enjoying the exclusive service that the Sword Saint provided to her.

My mood suddenly improved~

Her hair was as smooth and fragrant as ever. After blowing it, Yu Chen lifted a strand, put it to his nose, and took a light sniff. It felt wonderful.

Fu Xuan hummed and turned around to sit down next to him.

"Now it's your turn~"

Taking the hair dryer from his hands, the diviner knelt behind him and gently began to blow on it.

hum~

We need to support each other to make our relationship stronger!

...

Hugging him from behind, the hairdryer lay quietly at his feet as Fu Xuan affectionately nuzzled his beloved.

Yu Chen gently stroked her cheek, closing his eyes to enjoy the tranquility.

He was always grateful to have met Fu Xuan before the ashes completely burned out, adding another long stroke to his life story so that he could continue for her sake.

In this respect, I am actually quite grateful to that old rascal Jingyuan.

I'm thirsty!

"Hot milk?"

You have to drink with me!

Fu Xuan whined sweetly.

"Okay~ let's drink together."

Yu Chen squinted and gently nuzzled against her; being held like this felt so reassuring…

Fu Xuan's lips curled up slightly, and he suddenly turned his head and kissed him.

For no other reason than that the Grand Diviner was happy!

Yu Chen's eyes narrowed, and a deep smile curved down from the corners of his eyes.

He turned around and hugged the little fortune teller who had stolen a kiss from him, pressing her head against his and asking, "What should be the punishment for a superior kissing a subordinate on the lips?"

"Punishment? I am the Grand Diviner of the Imperial Astrology Bureau. My rules are the rules. You want to punish me?"

Fu Xuan met his gaze, a sweet smile playing on his lips, showing no fear whatsoever.

"Hmph~ As the most intimate subordinate of the Grand Diviner, I must correct your improper behavior in time!"

How do you want to correct this?

Fu Xuan pinched his chin and gently lifted it, his gaze lightly falling on his face, his Grand Diviner's majesty fully displayed.

Yu Chen looked at her, pulled her close to his chest, and whispered, "Three spanks or three kisses? Choose one~"

Fu Xuan's aura deflated completely in an instant, like a punctured balloon.

Her face flushed, and she glared at Yu Chen with a mixture of shame and indignation.

"You lecher! All you ever think about is...thinking about...wanting me!"

She realized that this guy's liking for a certain part of her body was becoming increasingly undisguised.

Yu Chen shook his head arrogantly, hugging the little Fu Xuan who had snuggled into his arms, neither admitting nor denying it.

"Which one does the Grand Diviner prefer?"

"Hmph... How dare a mere secretary like Ququ try to punish Taibu? He's truly defying the Heavenly Order!"

As she spoke, she slowly wrapped her arm around Yu Chen's neck, her eyes shimmering with affection, and she slowly raised her head, pouting her luscious red lips.

...

"A-choo..."

Jing Yuan frowned deeply; he seemed to be sneezing quite frequently lately…

Could I have really caught a cold?

Bai Lu, who was listening to him tell stories to lull her to sleep, suddenly perked up. She jumped out of bed and excitedly hugged Jing Yuan's head, pressing it close to her body for a "diagnosis".

Ok…

According to Miss Bailu, this is a medical visit... a medical visit...

She smells so good...

The little dragon girl's tail swayed happily as they watched the sick man for a very long time.

"You should go to sleep."

Jing Yuan struggled out of her warm and soft embrace, then gently pulled the little dragon girl away, tenderly patted her little head, and said softly.

Bai Lu pouted and crossed her arms.

"But I'm not sleepy yet!"

"Bai Lu, don't you want to grow taller? You won't grow taller if you don't sleep well~"

Jing Yuan said with a smile.

"Of course I know... but..."

She suddenly let out a soft hum, shrank back under the covers, and turned her back to him, refusing to look at him anymore.

She thought to herself, "But I want to stay with you a little longer..."

Jing Yuan rubbed her head and shook his head helplessly.

"The story isn't finished yet, would you like to hear more?"

"... "

Bai Lu didn't speak, but silently turned around.

Jingyuan smiled and said, "After you finish talking, you really have to go to sleep!"

She still didn't speak, but silently reached out her small hand and grabbed one of his fingers.

Jing Yuan looked at her tenderly, picked up his cup, took a sip of water to moisten his throat, and then turned to look at the closed window, his eyes gradually becoming hazy.

"Her... she's actually a bit like that stinky sword saint before, always carefree and fond of drinking, and sometimes she even has a pitiful, lonely expression..."

However, the Sword Saint found his diviner, but she…

Jing Yuan sighed softly, his heart involuntarily aching.

Bai Lu didn't say anything, but silently moved closer to him and hugged one of his big hands.

Jing Yuan looked at her and smiled gently. He was clearly feeling healed, but the more he was healed… the more painful it became in his heart.

Little White Dew, how can I heal your heart?