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

Looking at his peaceful expression, her eyes welled up with conflicting emotions; she was a little reluctant to wake him…

"Don't blame me... it's your own fault for falling asleep here..."

She murmured something to herself as if to comfort herself, and then gently stroked his head with her hand.

"Get up, you idiot drunkard~"

It was hard to tell whether the soft voice and gentle caresses were waking him up or lulling him to sleep.

Yu Chen's expression became more peaceful. He seemed to have a dream because he heard Fu Xuan's voice. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly. He turned his head and buried his face completely in her soft belly, inhaling the fragrance of the girl and continuing to sleep peacefully.

Bashi~

The female employee carrying the soup happened to witness this scene. She lowered her eyes and calmly placed the soup in front of Fu Xuan.

Then, as if he hadn't seen anything, he walked up to Jingyuan with the blanket hanging on his arm and covered him with it.

After watching the employee, who seemed completely indifferent, finish doing all this, Fu Xuan gave her a soft reply and left.

Her ear tips gradually warmed up, and a blush gradually spread across her fair and delicate face.

Fu Xuan gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with growing shame.

"Idiot, get up!"

She raised her hand high and then brought it down quickly, as if she were about to slap him hard...

She gently touched his face, then pinched his nose.

Breathing gradually became difficult.

So, the sleeping Sword Saint opened his mouth wide, exhaled, and continued to sleep peacefully.

Fu Xuan's lips twitched slightly, and he used both hands to cover the man's face, as if he wanted to suffocate him.

Yu Chen finally struggled out of the dream of that sweet, soft belly. He opened his heavy eyelids with difficulty and saw the Grand Diviner trying to suffocate him...

"Ugh...!"

Having difficulty breathing, Yu Chen shook his head and struggled slightly.

Fu Xuan then released her hand, her face slightly flushed, and she softly hummed, "You're finally awake. It was such a hassle to get you out of bed!"

"Fu Xuan..."

Yu Chen, panting, looked at the still delicate and adorable little face from that unfortunate angle and said, "Are you planning to murder your husband?"

"What husband! If you keep talking nonsense, I'll sew your mouth shut!"

The blush on her face deepened instantly.

"That won't do, we'll have to sew it on with something else..."

Yu Chen looked at her with a smile, his gaze lingering on her luscious little mouth, his expression suggestive.

Fu Xuan's face grew even rosier, and Yu Chen's smile widened. So...

They're so cute!

He couldn't help but hug Xiao Fuxuan tightly again, nuzzling his head against her frantically.

"You're so cute, I'm dying to see you!"

"Don't mention death!"

Fu Xuan's expression stiffened slightly, and she frowned as she pointed out the glaring word in his words.

"hey-hey…"

Yu Chen rested his head on her soft, warm thighs, gazing at her tenderly. He reached out and touched her warm little face, whispering,

Okay, I won't say anything more~

Fu Xuan pursed her lips and stared at him for a long time until she felt a little shy from his undisguised affectionate gaze, and then looked away.

"Get up quickly, I've had someone make you a bowl of hangover soup. Drink it quickly, go back, wash up, and go to bed..."

I'm so sleepy!

"Okay, I'll do as you say."

The indecisive Sword Saint responded with a sound of agreement, took one last moment to feel the softness on his head, rubbed against her stomach, took a deep breath, and then reluctantly sat up, though his head was still a little dizzy…

Yu Chen rubbed his head and frowned slightly; he was indeed a little dizzy as he stood up.

The wine I drank was of good quality, and it was really strong…

In the next instant, a small hand gently supported him by his waist.

"Are you alright...? Drink the soup, it should make you feel better!"

Yu Chen turned to look at Fu Xuan, whose face still had a faint blush. She was definitely a little shy, but the concern in her eyes could not be hidden.

"My arms are too sore, I can't lift the bowl anymore~"

His tone softened, and he leaned against Fu Xuan in a coquettish manner.

"... "

Fu Xuan put her arm around him, supporting his somewhat heavy body, and sighed as she looked into his deep, melancholy eyes.

He's clearly a sword saint... how come he turned into a clingy, affectionate puppy after getting with her?

"Hurry up and finish your drink, then go back..."

Her face flushed slightly, and her eyes revealed a hint of helplessness, but she still picked up the bowl and brought it to his lips.

Chapter 61 The Diviner and the Sword Saint's secret rendezvous has been discovered!

Night had fallen, and the hustle and bustle of the day had completely vanished. Opening my eyes, I saw a quiet street that was somewhat unsettling.

Fortunately, even late at night, there were still some lights hidden in the buildings, bringing a bit of life to the place.

Actually, if it were earlier, it would have been a lively scene of fireworks and countless lights illuminating every household.

The bustling night market is not a major highlight of Luofu Mountain; it's just that when the curfew starts, people gradually disperse.

Strolling through the streets, under the twinkling starlight, the night breeze slightly chilly, our hands clasped tightly together, feeling each other's warmth.

Yu Chen's steps were a little unsteady. After drinking, the wind made his mind go completely blank.

Fu Xuan was being dragged around and swayed by him, feeling like a performance artist with a serious illness, going crazy on the street in the middle of the night with nothing to do.

"You shut up for once!"

"... "

Yu Chen suddenly stopped and stared at her blankly, his eyes wide with confusion.

Fu Xuan sighed and suddenly moved closer to him, the girl's warm and fragrant body pressed against him.

Yu Chen's arms were wrapped around her chest, warm and soft.

Fu Xuan's face flushed slightly, and her eyes darted around. "Do as I say... otherwise, if you fall into the river later, I won't be able to pull you out!"

Yu Chen didn't speak, but just quietly looked at her. Her fair face was flushed, and her pink, crystal-clear eyes blinked. Her shy and charming expression was intoxicating.

He laughed.

"What are you looking at?"

Fu Xuan glanced at him, speechless at the smile that resembled a blooming golden chrysanthemum.

Although she is indeed naturally beautiful, incredibly cute and pretty~

But after watching it for so long, don't you still have any immunity?

Oh, he drank alcohol, which lowered his immunity!

Fu Xuan felt he had grasped the blind spot!

"Look at you..."

Yu Chen said in a low voice.

The Grand Diviner's lips curled up slightly. Although he was overjoyed inside, he still pretended to be aloof and not happy at all.

"What are you looking at me for? Watch where you're going!"

Yu Chen was disobedient and kept staring at her. Although the little diviner tried to act serious, the joy in her eyes was undeniable.

"I'm not looking where I'm going, I'm only looking at my little Fu Xuan!!"

A surge of heat rushed through his mind, and the effects of the alcohol kicked in again. Suddenly, Yu Chen let out a loud howl, bent down, and pulled Fu Xuan into her arms, holding her tightly around her slender waist.

Then he hugged her and spun her around as if dancing.

"Whoosh~ We're taking off!"

"Fly my ass! Put me down!"

Fu Xuan's eyes widened instantly, and the feeling of weightlessness made her instinctively hug Yu Chen tightly.

A gentle breeze brushed against my face, ruffling my hair and my heart.

She was both bewildered and embarrassed by the swordsman's sudden outburst of illness!