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

Wearing a little white dress, she made Xiao Sanyue's eyes practically sparkle with envy.

"Xingbao, you look so beautiful!"

Even Qingque and Fu Xuan couldn't help but glance at her a few more times...

This girl had always worn that gray trench coat before. I knew she was pretty, but I never expected her to look this stunning in a proper dress…

However, there is one person who is completely immune to it.

"Hehe...my wife is so beautiful~"

The Sword Saint hugged his little diviner and was still chuckling.

Xing blushed after being stared at for a while, looking like a shy young girl.

"Hehehe...My Xingbao is so cute~"

This time it was March 7th's turn to be a fangirl, hugging and rubbing against Xing.

She blushed and stood there somewhat at a loss.

Qingque withdrew her gaze, looked at herself in the mirror, and smiled gently.

Hmph~ Little Blue Sparrow is no worse than anyone else, okay!

...

March 7th was completely infatuated with women, abandoning the idea of ​​buying clothes for herself, and excitedly pushed Xing around, changing one outfit after another.

The three members of the Taipusi group watched as the two people changed clothes repeatedly as they went in and out of the dressing room...

"Switch of attack and defense!"

"really…"

"I feel like the stars are still on top of me in bed."

Both of them turned their gazes in that direction at the same time.

Yu Chen blinked, looking completely innocent, and said, "Why are you looking at me like that? Don't you two think so?"

Fu Xuan and Qing Que both showed disgust, but the difference was that Fu Xuan's hand was still being gently held by him.

Sigh~ If she really dares to complain, Yu Chen might just burst into tears in front of her without any regard for his pride...

Qingque's curiosity was piqued by these words, and her gaze quietly shifted to Fu Xuan's face.

I wonder if the dignified Diviner would be superior or inferior to the Sword Saint...

Well... okay, it seems there's no need to even think about it. With that adorable wife look on her face, it's obvious that the Sword Saint is a cut above the rest.

Qingque shook her head, having already made up her mind.

Fu Xuan noticed her expression and instantly understood what this disrespectful young diviner was secretly plotting.

In the past, she might have been completely powerless to refute this, but now…

The Grand Diviner straightened his back and gave a light snort, saying, "I am supreme in authority, no matter where I am!"

There's more to it than meets the eye...

Qingque's eyes lit up as she glanced at Yuchen with a gossipy look, wanting to see his reaction.

The Sword Saint simply smiled and didn't refute anything.

Today, she did get to be a little smug up there, but...

He wouldn't say who finally collapsed into his arms, begging for mercy...

Well... although lying down and watching the reeds sway is indeed a bit uncomfortable...

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been killed along with Xiao Fu Xuan...

Yu Chenchen suddenly crossed her legs and touched her slightly flushed face.

Fu Xuan caught a glimpse of his unusual behavior out of the corner of his eye, and a victorious and smug smile appeared on his lips.

Qingque's eyes widened in shock. She never expected that her master, the Grand Diviner, would be so capable, even able to slay a Sword Saint!

I admire you!

Fu Xuan proudly raised his little face.

Do you even know what it means to be a beautiful woman of sixteen or eighteen with a body as soft as butter, and to wield a sword at your waist to slay fools?

The Cricket Sword Saint is utterly vulnerable!

She naturally glossed over the arrogant look that followed, and then her pleading with Yu Chen…

Chapter 220 Chance Encounter

As they left the clothing store, the group was carrying several bags, especially Xing, who was covered in shopping bags.

These are all clothes I picked out for her on March 7th...

This shopping trip seemed to have sparked a certain girl's interest in dressing up, and even when Xing couldn't resist and forcibly pulled her out, she still looked excited.

"Xingbao, go back and wear that... okay?"

"...If you really want to see what I wear."

A thoughtful little star will not refuse.

On March 7th, he pounced on her, grabbed her head, and gave her a face wash.

Qingque and Fu Xuan were both taken aback when they saw this, and then looked down at themselves for some reason.

Qing Que Que sighed, somewhat disappointed…

I've long since passed puberty, and I'm afraid I'll never make any further progress in my life.

Fu Xuan pursed her lips, feeling her chest tighten a little, and suddenly turned to look at her husband.

It seems... it really does have some effect?

"My Lord, have you... grown bigger?"

Qingque's eyes unconsciously glanced at her as well, and he suddenly noticed something strange.

Fu Xuan blushed slightly, neither admitting nor denying it, but silently tightening her grip on Yu Chen's arm.

Seeing her like that, Qingque's face immediately turned as bitter as if she had swallowed a bitter pill...

Sigh...it seems this method is out of the question for me...

She hugged herself tightly, feeling a little withdrawn.

Fu Xuan glanced at her disappointed expression, leaned forward, and patted her head to comfort her, saying, "It's okay, not everyone likes big things~"

It mostly depends on who you like, and besides, Qingque, you're so cute, there's absolutely nothing to worry about!

"Lord Taibu~"

Qingque pursed her lips, her eyes brimming with tears of emotion, and with a cry of surprise, she rushed into Fu Xuan's arms.

Yu Chen's brow twitched, but under Fu Xuan's gaze, he sighed and said nothing more...

Never mind, as long as Qingque isn't one of those two guys next door...

My wife lent her a gentle hug...

It still feels so bad!

The bitterness on Qingque's face, as if she had swallowed a fly, transferred to Yuchen's face.

This is so annoying...

Fu Xuan was speechless at his jealousy, and in the end he just hugged Xiao Qingque a little to comfort her before gently pushing her away.

If they keep hugging like that, the jealousy of a certain sword saint will overwhelm Luofu...

"Okay, okay, you can get this jealous of girls!"

Fu Xuan helplessly grabbed his hand, and Yu Chenchen snorted and tilted his head, his displeasure evident.

But his love for his wife was ultimately too deep. After only a few breaths, he softened again, hugged Fu Xuan tightly, and lifted her up to assert his ownership.

Qingque glanced at this person speechlessly. It was truly unbelievable... He was jealous of everything. Was this Sword Saint really not afraid of dying of jealousy?

...

Continuing to wander around, Fu Xuan suddenly stopped in front of a shop.

Yu Chen looked up at the sign and realized it was a lingerie store…

"...Buy a few new outfits."

She said softly, her face slightly flushed.

Yu Chen smiled, completely unsurprised. As the one holding the glass, he naturally knew his wife's measurements best.

The kind of understanding that comes even more clearly than she does herself…

The only drawback is that I don't quite understand the specific size classification standards.

March 7th looked herself over, stroked her chin, and pondered that she could actually try out the new "Fairy Boat" style design, and...