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

He secretly opened his eyes a crack, and the instant he met that cold gaze, he was instantly killed.

She seems genuinely angry...

"No way... But don't be angry, it's okay if you come to me for a cleanup in a few days, I'll go wash it right away!"

Yu Chen tiptoed off her, then brought her hot water and said softly, "Drink more water, I'll go wash up right away!"

Fu Xuan looked at him with a sullen face, then turned his face slightly away and didn't take the cup.

Yu Chen felt a little upset and started to regret it. He should have realized that now was not the right time to make her angry...

He put down his water glass, opened his arms, and slowly leaned forward.

"It's my fault, please don't be angry."

A broad arm came close, and Fu Xuan had nowhere to hide, so he could only be pulled into the other's arms.

“I’m already angry… Go wash off the smell now, maybe I’ll feel a little happier.”

Feeling his warm embrace and gentle caresses, Xiao Fuxuan still couldn't bring herself to stop talking to him.

"Okay... no lying!"

Yu Chen immediately raised his head and looked at Fu Xuan seriously.

"It depends on your performance..."

Xiao Fuxuan still kept a straight face.

Upon hearing this, Yu Chen quickly slipped back into the bathroom and thoroughly washed away the strong smell emanating from his body.

When I returned, there was still a faint fragrance, but that was within the normal range.

"That's more like it... She's so much older than me, but she acts like a little kid, clingy and always making people angry..."

Yu Chen pouted, lifted the blanket and lay down on the side of the bed, then gently nudged Fu Xuan and pushed her further in.

"...See, I like it this way..."

Fu Xuan looked at him speechlessly. Why didn't she just sleep on the other side? Her bed was already a large double bed, and with her small size, she didn't take up much space at all.

So the two of them squeezed together, and there was still more than half of the bed empty.

"I'm afraid you'll fall..."

He whispered something, then slowly lay down, wrapped his arms around Fu Xuan's waist, and leaned closer.

The moment his warm body pressed against hers, the moment his hot breath hit her, Fu Xuan's heart suddenly trembled.

She suddenly realized something…

They're now... sleeping in the same bed?

"cough…"

Fu Xuan's reaction time was surprisingly long. He coughed lightly and slowly calmed down.

Actually, just feel it like this...

It wasn't as tense as I'd imagined, probably because I felt confident in my protection, and also because he'd been quite close to me lately, so the rapid progress didn't feel abrupt at all...

Everything happened naturally; it seemed that apart from the day he fainted, nothing else had caused her such a strong emotional reaction…

Oh, he saw something he shouldn't have seen, that counts as one thing...

Fu Xuan's face felt a little hot. She suddenly realized that this man's body was indeed much warmer than hers. Holding him was warm and cozy, and she wasn't cold at all.

The feeling of being hugged in bed is much more pronounced than being hugged by him outside.

She was still somewhat dazed as she felt the body tightly embracing her.

Suddenly, it felt so beautiful, almost unreal…

How did they end up sleeping together? And in her bed no less!

"... "

Chapter 79 Even the Sword Saint Cries?

She stood there stunned for a moment, then her expression suddenly froze.

Fu Xuan frowned slightly. She glanced down at the guy who had buried his face completely in her arms, and her expression suddenly began to waver.

"...Yu Chen? Are you...crying?"

"No…"

A muffled sound squeezed out of his mouth, and he hugged her tighter, as if trying to hide something.

“…Look at me.”

Fu Xuan's heart sank slowly, as if someone were grabbing him and pulling him down.

She frowned, her expression shifting with a series of ripples.

"... "

Yu Chen remained silent, only tightening his grip on her arm.

Fu Xuan felt a strange, inexplicable emotion welling up inside him, a bittersweet feeling that he found very difficult to suppress.

"What's wrong... Was I too harsh on you just now?"

She gently stroked Yu Chen's head, hugged him tightly, and softly asked him, her face pressed against his head.

"No…"

Yu Chen's voice was initially quite steady, but it started trembling the moment he opened his mouth.

Fu Xuan's nose also tingled with sadness, as if the voice sounded like he had suffered some great injustice.

But myself…

They probably didn't scold him or criticize him harshly, right?

She hadn't done anything wrong, but hearing him so upset made her feel sad too.

"What happened?"

Fu Xuan then asked softly, tightening her grip on his arm even more.

"... "

Yu Chen remained silent.

"Tell me, okay? Tell me what's wrong with me..."

In a gentle tone, as if coaxing a child, Fu Xuan lowered his head, nuzzled his head, and asked softly.

"Can you look at me?"

"You're not bad at all, you're wonderful... It's my fault..."

He spoke in a muffled voice, but a hint of sadness still lingered in his expression.

"Yu Chen, I want to see you."

Fu Xuan's gaze gradually calmed down, and she gently called out to him, her head resting against his.

Yu Chen's hands clasped together, his body trembled slightly, and he finally slowly raised his face to look at her.

His eyes were a little red, but as he said, he didn't shed any tears.

Fu Xuan gazed at him quietly, then suddenly chuckled softly and released his arm.

Yu Chen's eyes flickered, he panicked for a moment, and then quickly rushed to hug her.

The Grand Diviner's lips curled up slightly as he cupped his face, slowly closed his eyes, and leaned in.

...

"Can you tell me what suddenly happened?"

Fu Xuan's face was flushed with an unusual redness; she had been quite imposing when she charged forward.

That sudden turn of events also caused Yu Chen to lose his composure.

Unfortunately, facing the Sword Saint, a warrior with all six sides, the little diviner's high attack and low defense attributes were ultimately defeated in the end.

"... "

Yu Chen pursed his lips, lowered his head, and pretended to be an ostrich again.

But Fu Xuan didn't give him a chance this time. She cupped his face in her hands and stared intently at him.

"Yu Chen, I want to hear what you have to say, okay?"

Looking into those lowered eyes, Fu Xuan's gaze softened again, and she moved closer to him.

"Let's talk things out. I don't want you to keep it bottled up inside and suffer alone..."

You wouldn't want me to be a silent sufferer when I'm upset, without telling you anything, would you?

These words seemed to finally touch the heart of little Yu Chen. His little face fell, he tilted his head down, and buried himself in Fu Xuan's arms, hiding his face behind his back.

Fu Xuan sighed softly, somewhat helplessly, but didn't press him further. Instead, he hugged him tightly and gently patted the back of the thousand-year-old baby.