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

His mind cleared up instantly, and Yu Chen focused his attention on his right hand, which was supporting Fu Xuan, like never before.

He pretended not to hear anything and continued walking silently, only his pace slowed considerably, and his heavy heartbeat trembled even more violently.

Fu Xuan trembled from the stimulation of his subconscious grip, her face flushed crimson, making one want to kiss her.

Her hands gripped Yu Chen's shoulders tightly, her face buried in his chest. "You big bad guy... I hate you~"

The trembling at the end of her voice made Yu Chen's heart skip a beat. He silently hugged the girl in his arms tighter and then walked even slower.

I want to spend more time with her today...

It's so nice to be able to hug someone I love like this...

No matter how slowly they walked, they still arrived at the Temple of the Apostles. Yu Chen stood at the entrance of the Temple of the Apostles, lost in thought.

"Fu Xuan...you don't seem to have told me where you live?"

"It's alright, I've been sleeping at the company headquarters anyway... Put me... put me down, you can go back to sleep too..."

She spoke softly, still a little embarrassed to look at Yu Chen's face.

It's all his fault, why did he have to... why did he have to put it there, and of course he grabbed it...

Men are all such big pigs, they only know how to think with their little brains!

"Hmm... okay, okay~"

Yu Chen nodded, but did not put her down immediately. Instead, he carried her and continued walking into the Taibu Si.

"I can walk this short distance myself..."

"I want to stay with you a little longer, is that not allowed?"

“…clingy.”

Fu Xuan muttered a complaint to himself, but a slight smile crept onto his lips.

Yu Chen was already used to her little tantrums, so he just smiled, nuzzled her face, and leisurely strolled towards her house.

The empty Tabushi was eerily desolate, and there wasn't a soul in sight on the dark streets.

Fu Xuan quietly tightened his embrace, but the Sword Saint became even more imposing and dignified.

He discovered that giving the person he loved a greater sense of security was far more satisfying than slaying a hundred... cough, bountiful monsters on the battlefield.

Despite his best efforts to walk slowly, he gradually approached Fu Xuan's house.

However, after such a long delay, Xiao Fuxuan was now yawning constantly, her eyes blinking incessantly. Each time she lowered her head, it took a lot of effort to lift it up again. Her little head was swaying back and forth, and she looked like she was about to fall asleep.

After all, Yu Chen slept soundly with his head on her lap, but she herself didn't...

Hmm... because I was so engrossed in watching him sleep...

The Sword Saint, carrying the little diviner, arrived at her room with practiced ease. After hesitating for a moment, he glanced at the somewhat dazed Fu Xuan and pushed open the door.

"Oh my..."

He exclaimed in surprise, the room was actually much better than the mess it had been on the previous time.

Although a few pieces of clothing were still scattered around, Fu Xuan paused slightly, glanced at him, and blushed slightly. "Don't look around!"

"Ah…"

Yu Chen chuckled softly, shook his head, and carried her inside.

Anyway, we'll be honest with each other from now on, so it doesn't matter if we look at the little clothes now...

But well...

The Grand Diviner's outfits really have everything from innocent bunny patterns to sophisticated lace trim...

His spear was already gleaming…

He had to slightly lift Xiao Fuxuan's body, which earned him another glare from her.

However, this was a last resort. After all, how many men could remain unmoved when the girl they liked was right in their arms?

Especially the hand that was supporting her…

Yu Chen walked to the bedside and gently laid Fu Xuan down. He bent down, gently pinched her cheek, and said softly, "Your eyes are too tired to open... Go to sleep~"

"I haven't showered yet... I smell like your alcohol on me!"

Fu Xuan shook his head, but couldn't shake his hand away.

"Ugh... I'm so sleepy, I might fall in the bathroom... I'll shower tomorrow morning!"

"No, I can't sleep without washing!"

Fu Xuan immediately glared at her.

Yu Chen chuckled, "But you look like you could fall asleep any second now~"

Fu Xuan pouted and huffed, "Well... I'm going to wash anyway, it's none of your business!"

"Alright, alright... I'll wait until you're done before I go back... I can also blow-dry your hair, little Fu Xuan, and stuff..."

"You don't need to worry about it..."

Fu Xuan lowered his head and hummed softly, then silently reached out his small hand to him.

"Give me a hand..."

Yu Chen smiled slightly and gently pulled her up by her small hand.

The diviner is truly hypocritical!

Chapter 63 Why bend over?

Why are you bending over like that?

Fu Xuan stretched a little to refresh herself, then looked at the guy still lying on her bed with some confusion and asked.

"It's nothing...just taking a rest..."

Yu Chen's voice was slightly hoarse; he dared not speak, he really dared not speak...

"...Tired? You're still not fully recovered! Why did you drink so much! It's all Jingyuan's fault, he knew you weren't feeling well!"

Fu Xuan's heart tightened instantly, her face filled with worry, and she immediately leaned over to support him.

"Are you alright? Does anything hurt?"

"I'm really okay..."

As Yu Chen felt the body pressed against him and the waves of warmth, he became even more reluctant to straighten up.

"Is it really necessary for you to lie to me like this every time? If there's something wrong with it, can't you just tell me? At least let me know the truth!"

Her voice suddenly became sharp, and then slowly began to tremble.

Yu Chen turned his head stiffly and looked over. Sure enough, her eyes were already red, and tears were welling up in them.

"Don't do this... I have my reasons..."

His voice sounded somewhat bitter.

Fu Xuan stared at him with red eyes, biting her lip without saying a word.

Her pitiful appearance was truly heartbreaking. Yu Chen gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and straightened his back.

...

February 2nd, oh February 2nd~

"So... I really do have my reasons!"

He sighed and didn't dare to look at Xiao Fuxuan again. Today, the Sword Saint had suffered a social death!

"...I'm going to take a shower..."

She uttered a single sentence softly, picked up her nightgown hanging on the chair, and slipped out without looking back.

She ran incredibly fast, as if some ferocious beast was about to devour her from behind…

Yu Chen sighed as he watched the figure disappear through the doorway. He took a step forward and saw the room again, which was much better than before but still somewhat messy. He silently bent down and picked up her scattered clothes...

He pulled one after another of the little clothes that made his blood boil into his arms, feeling their delicate texture, and Yu Chen's face gradually flushed...

Finally, he picked up the last piece of underwear on the ground, which was also the most... mature-looking piece...

It's purplish-pink, made of lace, with frills...

He stared at the thing in a daze, and as if possessed, slowly brought it closer to his nose...

"wrong…!"

Just as his breathing grew heavy and hot, and he was about to press his face against it, a sudden tremor ran through him, and he shuddered, quickly removing the object.

Yu Chen was breathing heavily, staring in disbelief at the thing he was clutching tightly in his hand.

He stared at it, still somewhat shaken, never imagining that such a simple little garment could possess such power, almost turning him into…

abnormal!

"…but,"