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

Fu Xuan hummed and rammed into his arms, trying to melt the Sword Saint's heart with cuteness.

Yu Chen's body stiffened for a moment. He restrained his urge to immediately hug his wife and kiss her, sent the message to the errand boy first, and then hugged her and gave her a good kiss.

...

Delivering ingredients to the Diviner and the Sword Saint is actually quite a nice job.

As for compensation, since the two of them were not short of money, the amount they received was not small.

However, the most important thing in doing this is to make a good impression on them.

This matter is of great significance; some people with ulterior motives might be more than happy to pay money to deliver it.

However, at this moment, a certain diviner in a high position...

"It's not ready yet~ I'm starving~ If I don't eat soon, they'll eat me~"

She hugged Yu Chen's waist from behind, swaying left and right, taking advantage of the fact that he was busy and couldn't tease her, and happily acted coquettishly.

Yu Chen skillfully plated the stir-fried dishes in his hand, then wiped his hands, turned around, picked up the little boy who was interfering with his cooking, and placed him on the dining table.

Then, he bent down, tilted his head, put his ear to Fu Xuan's stomach, closed his eyes, and listened intently.

"Let me see if they're really starving to the point of eating people!"

Fu Xuan held his head in his arms, a faint smile on his lips, his eyes brimming with joy.

Like a father listening to his child's movements...

"Gurgle~" she murmured softly, and Yu Chen looked up at her in shock.

"It's so hungry!"

Their eyes met gently, and their tender, doting gazes captivated each other's hearts.

Fu Xuan's lips moved again, and the ripples in his eyes could no longer be suppressed.

"Childish ghost..."

"Yeah, you're such a child!"

Yu Chen responded with a smile. They're all so childish...

Fu Xuan pursed his lips, opened his arms and rushed over. Their lips touched lightly, without much lingering affection, yet filled with tenderness.

"Let's eat!"

...

Although Yu Chen's cooking skills don't qualify him as a master chef, he has honed them to the point where he can easily prepare everyday dishes.

Much better than that little fortune teller~

As she ate, she thought about how she should practice cooking more.

Otherwise, what if we happen to meet a marshal or something in the future...

When she asked, she learned that Yu Chen had developed excellent cooking skills and often made delicious meals for her, while he himself was clumsy and only knew how to fry an egg or cook noodles...

That wouldn't be good...

However, it seems that Yu Chen hasn't been back to see her for hundreds or thousands of years, so their relationship might not have been very good.

Well... no matter what, my husband will definitely protect me, that's for sure!

Yu Chen didn't guess what she was thinking. He just smiled foolishly, propped his head up, and quietly watched his wife eat until Fu Xuan picked up a piece of tender meat from the fish's face and fed it to him. Only then did he come back to his senses.

He ate with relish before finally picking up his chopsticks and starting to eat.

It has to be said that with the sound of rain and your loved one by your side, the food seems to have a special flavor, becoming even more delicious.

The two of them ate every last bite of the huge table of food.

After a full meal, people suddenly become lazy.

Fu Xuan clung to Yu Chen, and together they enjoyed the rain and wind under the dim light of the eaves.

My stomach is completely full…

She breathed a soft sigh of relief, her body trembled slightly, she stretched, and felt completely relaxed in his arms.

I was in a good mood today, and his gaze made me feel sweet. Before I knew it, I had eaten a lot.

Yu Chen closed his eyes, his hands encircling her waist and resting on her slightly protruding belly.

It's definitely filled to the brim, but what you're saying...

Hehe, this upright little diviner doesn't have that many crooked thoughts in his heart, he probably didn't realize the ambiguity of what he just said.

Yu Chen also pretended to be serious and did not deliberately tease her. He just touched and rubbed his wife's belly, and put his hand inside her clothes. Warm air wafted into her skin to help her digest.

His touch always felt so good…

Fu Xuan's mind became a little confused, until...

Yu Chen's hand had somehow reached out and was now trying to slip inside his collar again...

Her face flushed slightly, her teeth gently biting her lip, her eyelashes trembling but she didn't say anything to stop it.

The rain was still falling, and the cool night breeze brushed against my face, but it couldn't dispel the heat.

The little pigeons fluttered excitedly, wanting to fly away. Yu Chen gently held one in his arms, but alas, some pigeons are destined not to take flight.

Just as Fu Xuan was worried that this idiot's other hand, which was gradually moving downwards, was about to touch the place where she could no longer pretend not to know,

Yu Chen finally stopped, worried that she might catch a cold.

Even though the heat kept enveloping her, it couldn't stop this guy from continuing to indulge his desires.

Fu Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, but also felt a strange, slight regret in his heart…

She shook her head, blushing as she denied her strange thoughts, but felt inexplicably guilty when her gaze met Yu Chen's.

"I'd like to take a shower soon... I want to go back to bed and continue watching my show."

Yu Chen took a deep breath, picked her up, and stood up.

"The dishes haven't been washed yet, you go ahead, I'll be right there!"

"Then I'll play with you."

"I can't bear to see your delicate little hands do this work..."

"I'm going to do it, and that's none of your business!"

Fu Xuan snorted, struggled off him, and slipped into the kitchen.

Yu Chen stood there, watching her petite figure from behind, and sighed helplessly. He was about to follow when he stopped again.

He raised his hand to his nose and sniffed; a faint, pleasant fragrance wafted out—it was the same familiar scent he knew.

...

The bath took a little longer than usual. This time, Yuchen had his friend's golden eagle take the baby pigeons for a flight, and his wife was quite happy...

Because she raised the pigeons.

bedroom.

Fu Xuan nestled against Yu Chen and whispered, "Husband... do you think there's any hope that I can grow any bigger? I feel like I haven't grown at all lately, like I've reached my limit..."

"Oh dear, I love you no matter what you look like, my dear wife... Why are you so concerned about this?"

So what if it's small? I love the feeling of it being so small it can be held in one hand!

"But don't men all feel that bigger is better..."

“I’m a bit special, I only love your model!” Yu Chen said earnestly.

Looking at his expression, Fu Xuan couldn't help but smile and reach out to pinch his cheek.

She sighed softly and stopped thinking about the problem. Instead, she hugged him tightly and kissed him hard.

"Watch a show with me~"

Yu Chen might also like bigger ones, but his absolute favorite is definitely hers!

That's all that matters.

Moreover, he himself knows best just how interested he is in that place.

...

Even the bizarre palace dramas still made Yu Chen feel like his brain was about to split into eighteen pieces...

The level of brain-teasing complexity of this thing is truly beyond the comprehension of most people.

My wife is indeed incredibly smart; she watches this kind of show with such a relaxed and carefree expression.

He could only silently take the fruit plate, eating as he fed his wife.

Yu Chen felt that if he abandoned his martial arts skills and went to that kind of environment, he probably wouldn't survive even half an episode if he relied solely on his brain.

Fu Xuan was thoroughly enjoying the show, catching every single message. It was actually quite simple for her to figure out what was going on in the drama, at least for her.

In a mystery drama, she would probably be the kind of character who glances at a crime scene, a smile playing on her lips, and instantly spots the killer in the crowd.

As for Yu Chen…