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

"What, are you being overprotective of your own?"

Jing Yuan chuckled awkwardly, then grabbed his master's hand and comforted him, "Master, you've already vented your anger, so we're even. Let's not make a scene anymore..."

"In that case, I'll have Xiaobailu apologize to you."

He gently patted Little Dragon Girl's back as he spoke.

Her body stiffened slightly, but Jing Yuan's words reached her ears. Although she was a little reluctant, she obediently did as she was told and whispered an apology.

"It's my fault..."

Jingyuan smiled, then looked at Jingliu.

Sword Master snorted at his protective manner, snatched his wine cup, took a sip, glanced at Bai Lu, and said, "Want me to rub it for you?"

I almost missed it! I just corrected the typos, sorry! (But there are still some that the software hasn't recognized.)

Chapter 252 Wine, Oh Wine

"Never!"

Bai Lu rolled over and sat in Jing Yuan's lap, puffing out her cheeks as she looked at her.

If anyone's going to rub her bottom, it should be the general. She doesn't want the culprit touching her bottom again!

Jing Yuan shifted his body awkwardly, suppressing his anger.

The image of Jing Liu that had just flashed through my mind wouldn't leave me, and now this girl was snuggling up to me so affectionately...

This is infuriating...

As Bai Lu sat there, she noticed something was wrong, and her face slowly began to burn.

She glanced at Jing Yuan stealthily, a glint of light appearing in her eyes. She didn't move away, but the corners of her lips couldn't help but turn up slightly, a happy smile quietly blooming on her face.

Jing Yuan let out a long sigh, feeling so embarrassed he wanted to disappear. He couldn't get up and run away, and his eyes were filled with embarrassment and helplessness as he looked at Bai Lu, hoping she would sit down and let him calm down. But even though she could feel it, she still clung to him tightly.

This is... awful...

Jingyuan held her soft, fragrant body in his arms, their little secret hidden quietly in their hearts.

The guy who happened to glance this way burst into laughter when no one was watching. Someone was a clown, but he wouldn't say who.

His gaze fell on the crowd, and as he smiled, he suddenly paused.

His attention lingered on two individuals for a moment, and he was slightly startled.

"Hehe... This is really hilarious! If this works out, will it count as one or two? Interesting, very interesting~"

Ah, I'm kind of looking forward to it!

...

Whether the 300-year-old Little Dragon Girl will have any strange encounters with General Luofu in the future remains to be seen.

After soaking in the hot spring, my mind was greatly relaxed.

Holding the adorable Bai Lu in his arms, with his beautiful master by his side, and sitting opposite him with his brother Yu Chen, with whom he could chat idly, Jing Yuan felt a sense of happiness that his life was complete.

Yu Chen popped peanuts into his own mouth while also stuffing them into the mouth of little Fu Xuan in his arms.

A sip of wine, a few boasts, a touch of my wife's long, white legs—all these bring me immense joy.

That's great, that's great~

Fu Xuanyi and Bai Lu looked at each other in his arms, occasionally pressing down on Yu Chen's hand as he tried to explore deeper. The fatigue that had accumulated over the past few days was released.

Sigh... this is really quite a commotion.

In other couples, it's usually the wife who overwhelms the husband, but for her and Yuchen, it's the other way around.

Despite being a renowned diviner, she suffered a near-total defeat against Yu Chen.

The few victories they had were still...

She still paid a heavy price, and it took a confluence of favorable circumstances to allow him to lose first... But even so, she still couldn't defeat Yu Chen in the latter half of the match...

This bastard's stamina is frighteningly good...

Perhaps this is the difference between civil officials and military officers...

But clearly, Xiao Fuxuan is quite powerful... It's just a pity that her husband is too strong, so she probably won't be needed in the future.

Oh... if we have to take action, it's still necessary... otherwise, sometimes I feel relieved, but he hasn't relaxed yet, and I always feel guilty.

If he felt bad about not wanting it, he'd have to try another method...

Fu Xuan's face was a little red, perhaps from the heat.

Jingliu leaned gently against Jingyuan, taking his wine glass and drinking from it. Jingyuan would take a sip, and she would take another.

Bai Lu looked on with envy, but everyone refused her request, saying that the baby couldn't drink alcohol.

The little girl was a bit angry. She was clearly hundreds of years old, but her body hadn't grown up yet, so she wasn't really a doll!

Fortunately, Jingyuan saw that she was unhappy, but still pampered her and let her have a small bite or two.

The taste was naturally not to her liking. Xiao Bailu wrinkled her nose and didn't want any more after eating it.

Seeing the cup in front of him being emptied and then refilled, Xiao Fuxuan looked at the man behind him, whose face only showed a slight flush.

Yu Chen enjoyed his drink, and she began to want to try it herself.

The Sword Saint, who was always watching his wife's movements, noticed the curiosity in her eyes, smiled slightly, raised his cup, and took a breath.

Taking advantage of Fu Xuan's inattention, he turned her around so that their backs were to the family of three in front of him, then lifted her chin and kissed her moist lips.

Fu Xuan's eyes widened slightly. He struggled to get up, but Yu Chen gently pinched him and he immediately lost his strength again.

Realizing that he was "kindly" blocking the view of others, Fu Xuan simply gave up trying to resist...

Anyway, Jingyuan and the others are already used to his closeness with Yuchen, so let them kiss...

As he was pondering, a liquid that was neither hot nor cool flowed down his lips into his own mouth.

A faint smell of alcohol slowly rose up, and just as Fu Xuan was about to return the favor, he was forcefully sucked on the lips.

Her eyes gradually became unfocused...

As he slowly drank the wine, an unusual blush rose on the little fortune teller's face.

Yu Chen touched her little face, then laughed and turned away, meeting her resentful little glare.

Jing Yuan and the others looked at him speechlessly, but the Sword Saint, whose skin was as thick as a city wall, didn't care at all.

It's okay to kiss your own wife; there's absolutely nothing to be ashamed of, and there's no need to be shy about it.

"Is the taste to your liking, Your Excellency?"

He looked down at his young wife with a smile.

Fu Xuan's face turned terribly red. She forced herself to sit up and glared fiercely at him.

However, while her imposing manner had some bloodline suppression effect on Xiao Qingque, it was just like a cute little kitten whining to Yu Chen.

There was nothing scary about it; Yu Chen just felt that she was so cute she was almost dizzying.

His eyes were filled with affection that made Fu Xuan's heart race, and his fierce gaze only lasted a few seconds before she relaxed.

I felt like if they kept staring at me, I'd be dragged into the next room and eaten alive.

Yu Chenchen, who was planning to restrain himself and take good care of her health, certainly wouldn't do that, but a storm of kisses was definitely in order.

Feeling quite embarrassed by being watched by everyone, the little diviner chose to tactically back down and punish him later.

Yu Chen buried his face in her hair and took a deep breath, his heart filled with tender affection.

I love her to death...

Fu Xuan pursed her lips and nestled in his arms, trying to hide her embarrassment by acting aloof like a little diviner.

The wine was refilled, and she reached into Yu Chen's hand and grasped the glass first.

Hmm... this is alright. She drank it a little fast just now, but it was quite smooth, sweet and mellow. She can drink a little bit.

He had barely tasted a little when Yu Chen reached out and covered the rim of the cup.

Fu Xuan immediately puffed out her cheeks, tilted her head back, and glared at him.

"Why won't you let me drink some? It's just a few sips, it won't make me drunk!"

Yu Chen pinched her soft cheek, leaned close to her ear, and spoke in a gentle and calm voice.

"Have you forgotten that the date is approaching?"

Fu Xuan pursed her lips, sighed, and obediently withdrew her little hand.

His day off was approaching, and although there were still a few days left, he was determined not to let himself go too far…

Sigh... Being pampered comes with all sorts of unpleasant feelings.

Chapter 253, of course, embraces everything about him.

As night deepened, the little dragon girl, nestled in the comforting warmth of her embrace, began to doze off.