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

"No, this way it would be more convenient for you, Fu Xuan...wouldn't that be better?"

Yu Chen asked in confusion.

Not at all!

"You dislike me...?"

"... "

Fu Xuan nearly choked on her breath upon hearing this. She was clearly...

Worried about being disliked?

"Whatever, I don't care anymore!"

I can't stand him anymore. Let him answer if he wants. He'll end up with his hands covered in saliva, so don't blame her!

Fu Xuan secretly resolved that if he dared to show even the slightest disgust, he would make him pay!

Anyway, it was his own idea to do it!

...

In the end, he smiled gently, and his face never showed a trace of disgust or impatience.

It seems he enjoys doing this kind of thing...

That gentle, tender expression made Xiao Taibu feel a little embarrassed, and even a little guilty. Should she not have been so loud just now?

They were clearly taking care of her and being kind to her...

Fu Xuan glanced into his eyes and his heart immediately calmed down.

She suddenly chuckled softly, her divine eye between her brows flickered, and the strands of hair fluttering across her forehead swayed gently.

An ambiguous feeling suddenly spread, enveloping the two of them, blurring their senses, and making them feel faint.

...

It was already very late when I got up, so I didn't actually work for very long before Yu Chen forcibly pressed me down and stopped me from working.

After returning from a meal, Fu Xuan started to feel sleepy again. He leaned back in his chair, while Yu Chen grabbed one of his hands and rubbed his palm. He seemed to be trying the method Bai Lu had suggested.

Her eyelids gradually became heavy, and she felt a little dizzy.

I used to almost never take a nap, but ever since I met him, I feel like I've become incredibly lazy...

Well, I wouldn't call it laziness, but compared to the high-intensity work of the past, it's become much easier, and I'm not as anxious anymore...

Was it because I was infected by Yu Chen?

Or is it that anyone who encounters their own haven of comfort will inevitably fall into its trap?

Fu Xuan didn't understand, and she was too lazy to think about it. She just looked at her sword saint with a soft gaze and opened her arms.

The Sword Saint was prepared; he picked her up and slowly swayed her to the room.

"If I don't become a general, it's all your fault..."

"why?"

Yu Chen smiled and asked in return.

"... "

Fu Xuan didn't answer. She leaned gently on Yu Chen's shoulder, her breathing became steady, and she had fallen asleep.

The sky was not yet bright, a light drizzle was still falling, and wispy clouds drifted in the air.

The temperature in the air seemed to have risen a little, but he still held his beloved girl tighter in his arms, and walked slowly on the wooden floor toward their little house.

Chapter 98 Washing Feet

"Let's soak our feet!"

Yu Chen stood by the bed with his hands on his hips like a door god. He looked down at Fu Xuan, who was sitting on the bed looking at his phone, and suddenly said something.

"You just took a shower, your feet are very clean..."

As Fu Xuan spoke, she stretched out her fair and delicate little feet and waved them at him.

Her glistening toes were like jade beads, beautiful and alluring.

Yu Chen reached out and grabbed her foot, then stared at the exquisite little trinket. Under Fu Xuan's gaze, he suddenly leaned forward and sniffed it.

"... "

Fu Xuan froze instantly, staring blankly at him, his eyes gradually losing their sparkle.

Her calm little face seemed to be burning, gradually turning red with color.

Those empty eyes trembled violently, and an expression of disbelief appeared on their faces.

"you you you……"

She pointed at Yu Chen with trembling hands, as if he had committed some heinous crime, her whole body shaking.

"Well, it's just a smell... It does smell quite nice, but the point isn't whether you've taken a shower or not. I just wanted to give you a foot soak and massage to warm you up."

Yu Chen's expression was surprisingly calm. He gently put Fu Xuan's small feet back under the covers, wrapped them up, patted them off, and said calmly:

"Wait here, don't catch a cold, I'll be right back."

After saying that, he walked out naturally and closed the door as if nothing had happened.

Fu Xuan was left sitting alone on the bed, looking bewildered.

Wait a minute, does this kind of thing... like smelling feet, actually happen quite commonly?

So it turns out she's out of touch with the latest version?

Seeing his composure, Fu Xuan couldn't help but begin to doubt himself.

"It's a ghost! That big idiot, that lecher!!!"

Suppressed moans of shyness echoed in the room.

Yu Chen, who hadn't actually left, stood at the door listening to the sounds coming from inside, and silently covered his face with his hands.

Hot breath escaped from his mouth. He touched his face, which had become burning hot without him even realizing it. His indifferent eyes trembled, and a startling sense of shame also welled up in them.

"I almost kissed him without realizing it... Luckily I managed to hold back... Otherwise, what would Xiao Fuxuan think of me?"

He took a few deep breaths, slapped himself a few times to calm himself down, and then walked towards the bathroom.

As Yu Chen walked, he pondered a question: Could it be...?

Does he really have any special fetishes in that area?

I never really noticed it before. When I saw a beautiful person, I just appreciated them normally, without paying any particular attention to any particular feature.

After splashing his face with cold water several times, he looked at his wet reflection in the mirror and finally came to an answer.

The problem wasn't with him, but with Fu Xuan!

I'm just interested in all parts of her body, that's normal, there's nothing wrong with that!

"Yes, the root of all evil is that little diviner!"

He muttered to himself, reaffirming his resolve, and then carried the hot water and the wooden bucket back to his room.

Pushing open the door, Fu Xuan hugged her legs, looking pitiful, staring at him with her big, watery eyes.

"I am back."

"... "

The Grand Diviner stared at him without saying a word. She hid half of her face behind her legs and wrapped her arms tightly around her bare calves.

"You've been sitting like that the whole time? What if you catch a cold?"

Yu Chen put down his things and frowned as he looked at her.

Seeing that she didn't speak, he sighed helplessly and leaned forward to wrap the blanket around her.

Then he bent down and poured hot water, adding cold water after the boiling water was steaming. After testing the water temperature and confirming that it was safe to step in, he turned his gaze to Fu Xuan.

"Time to wash my feet~"

Fu Xuan pouted, hugged herself tightly, and ignored him.

"Oh dear~ My diviner, it was just a sniff, was it really necessary to look at me like that?"

Yu Chen sighed, reached onto the bed, and leaned closer.

Fu Xuan gave a soft snort and turned her face away.

"This is the Sword Saint's personal service! You're the only one in the entire universe who gets this treatment!"

Yu Chen continued to tempt her, but Fu Xuan remained unmoved.

So what if he's a Sword Saint? He just did that...

Something so embarrassing and shocking!

Yu Chen sighed helplessly. If things continued like this, he would have to resort to force.