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

You have quite the stamina, even though you were thinking of doing something bad before…”

She suddenly smiled, a smile that seemed both proud and slightly sarcastic.

"I took the initiative yesterday, why didn't you continue?"

Yu Chen looked up and glared at her, his expression a little unhappy.

"You're asking a question you already know the answer to... If I were really willing to put you through this, would I have been patient until now? If you ask me another one of these hurtful questions, I'll really get angry..."

His eyes were a little red, and Fu Xuanxin softened immediately. She gently stroked Yu Chen's face, cupped him, and pressed her forehead against his.

"What's there to be angry about..."

I won't say it again.

"Give me a kiss and I'll forgive you."

Yu Chen snorted arrogantly, the trace of sadness in his eyes already suppressed.

Fu Xuan smiled and offered her red lips, giving them a light peck, before her lips were silenced by a kiss.

She seemed a little drunk again, holding Yu Chen, her heart overflowing with emotions.

Don't you want it?

"...Aren't you feeling better?"

"I don't feel uncomfortable..."

"Really?"

"real."

"You really didn't lie to me?"

Yu Chen was still a little worried; she had really cried yesterday.

Fu Xuan closed his eyes, took a slight breath, then pursed his lips and turned over to sit on him.

The blanket on her back suddenly slipped down, revealing a large expanse of fair and delicate skin. Her pink hair fell over her shoulders, swaying in front of her body, half-concealing and half-revealing, making her exceptionally alluring.

The little fortune teller, full of arrogance, pressed her small hands against Yu Chen's chest, looked down at him, and snorted, "Enough nonsense!"

Kissing never gets old; anyone with a partner knows that…

Yu Chen then pulled the blanket up to cover her shoulders.

We still need to take good care of him to keep warm, otherwise he'll catch a cold and be crying every day...

It's time for breakfast.

...

Fried dough sticks soaked in soy milk are truly a heavenly delicacy.

Crispy fried dough sticks dipped in sweet soy milk, a gentle bite fills the mouth with a soft, white liquid, bringing a feeling of pure bliss.

It was still a bit cold, so they naturally drank hot soy milk. Little Fu Xuan didn't want his hands to get oily, so he happily enjoyed being fed by Yu Chen.

She squinted her eyes, opened her big mouth, and took a bite, but couldn't get much.

She ate three or four bites of a fried dough stick, while Yu Chen ate two or three bites, but several times more than her.

Qingque, who had just encountered her superiors, was now able to sit comfortably across from them for a meal and had long since become numb to their intimate behavior.

Her gaze swept over Fu Xuan's small red lips, and she wondered to herself whether such a small mouth could actually eat a big fried dough stick by itself.

Hmm... the Grand Diviner is becoming more and more like her, even reluctant to cook for himself. It's just a pity that she has someone to pamper her, while he's just a lonely little sparrow...

Qingque sighed, then glanced at Yu Chen, whose eyes were fixed on Fu Xuan.

I wish I could experience a day like the fortune teller...

Recently, as their relationship has become more familiar, Qingque has lost the cautiousness she used to show when facing her superiors.

After finishing their meal, they greeted each other and skipped and hopped easily towards the mahjong parlor.

The tiny bullet bouncing around looked quite like a primary school student on his way to school.

"The little bluebird is quite cute, isn't it?"

Fu Xuan watched her departing figure with a smile and subconsciously spoke.

Yu Chen frowned, suddenly becoming alert. He stared intently at Fu Xuan's face, making sure she wasn't setting a trap for him, and after considering for a while, he slowly said, "Hmm, she is indeed cute, but not as cute as you, my wife!"

"... "

Fu Xuan was silent for a moment, somewhat speechless, but the slight upturn of her lips still showed that she was quite pleased with the praise.

She doesn't care about others, but her husband's praise really satisfies her!

While Fu Xuan continued to leisurely eat breakfast, his jade flute, unable to suppress its loneliness, began to ring.

Yu Chen naturally reached into her bosom and rummaged around for a bit. Whether intentionally or unintentionally, he kept rummaging until Fu Xuan's cheeks flushed slightly and she glared at him reproachfully before finally taking out the device.

Once we were familiar with each other, I unlocked the screen, opened the messages, and a message popped up from a woman who aspired to marry a trash can.

Xing: Daddy, have you had breakfast yet? When are you bringing your husband Jun to the train?

Yu Chen hesitated for a moment, then started typing.

Fu Xuan: I'm eating, don't rush me, I'll be there soon.

Xing: Oh... then I'll tell Himeko not to make coffee anymore. It's a real shame you missed the first major death of the Starry Sky Train.

Fu Xuan: No need to trouble you all.

Xing: No trouble at all. I remember you're off for two days, right? Would you like to stay the night?

Miss Fu Xuan, why don't you sleep with me and March 7th? We can chat about fun things that happen in our bedrooms!

Yu Chen narrowed his eyes slightly and let out a cold laugh.

This guy, he didn't expect it to be me on the other end, did he!

Fu Xuan: Sorry, I only sleep with my husband~ Not even girls~

Xing: Don't be shy, I definitely won't do anything to you! Hehe.jpg (Pervert face)

Yu Chen raised his phone, hugged Fu Xuan, and took a selfie.

"Wife, put on a serious face."

Little Diviner was speechless. She had witnessed the entire conversation between him and Xing, so she naturally knew what he was doing.

Yu Chen excitedly sent over a photo of himself and Fu Xuan.

Fu Xuan: I'm sorry, her expression clearly indicates rejection.

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It's a photo of her and March 7th, both wearing matching... couple-style bunny pajamas, lying on a pink bed.

She was wrapped up very tightly, but Xing's lips pecked at March 7's rosy cheeks, her shy and adorable appearance was simply irresistible.

I don't know what's wrong with this guy's thinking...

Is this more important than feelings?

Hilarious! How could the mighty Sword Saint of Luofu be so easily provoked?

"Wife, look at me."

Fu Xuan: "..."

She remained silent, then her lips were suddenly pressed tightly together in a kiss, followed by a snapping sound.

Yu Chen hummed and sent the photo over, and Fu Xuan blushed as she snatched Yu Zhao back.

This childish ghost!

Xing: ...If you weren't a man, I would definitely show you what love is!

The guy over there sent something equally astonishing...

What is this guy trying to do?

Fu Xuan: ...Xing, don't do anything foolish.

That tone… Xingbao narrowed her eyes, realizing that the Grand Diviner's phone had been returned to her hands.

Meanwhile, March 7th, having finally found her target in her bedroom, walked in with her hands on her hips.

"Xing, what are you still doing in the bedroom? Come out now."

The next moment, she was suddenly stared at by a pair of eyes that were tinged with scarlet, as if they were about to devour her.

Little March swallowed hard, feeling a little scared, and silently hugged her arms tightly as she slowly backed away.

"Big Fool... what are you going to do?"

"Relax, Little March... I just wanted to take a picture. Don't you love taking pictures the most?"

"Come on, shall we film now?"

"No...no! You're looking at me like you want to eat me alive!"