Starry Railway: The Fish Sword Master is kept by Fu Xuan

Fu Xuan blushed and glanced at him, "Eat your own, this seat is not white dew, so I don't want you to feed!" "

Oh..."

Yu Chen nodded, and then picked up the chopsticks and began to sweep up.

The posture was like being a beggar for decades, and a wind swirled into his mouth.

The little dragon lady, who was shaking her head with her tail wagging happily and enjoying the feeding of the general with a smile, had a frozen expression.

Why is this, you flirt with your own love, what do you do by her name?

Jing Yuan touched her head a little funny and comforted her, this little guy who puffed up his face and became unhappy.

"Well, I respect Bai Lu very much before I am willing to feed you, this does not mean that I see you as a child!"

"Really?"

Bai Lu Shui Lingling's eyes rolled around, looked at him and asked in a low voice.

Jing Yuan straightened his face and said seriously: "Of course it's true, the general won't lie!"

"Okay then, but I'll eat it myself... It's a dish that can't be clipped, general, you help!

"Good~"

Fu Xuan glanced at them, and took a sip of the fish soup that Yu Chen had served for himself, the lips and teeth were mellow and sweet, and this soup tasted very good.

She turned her head to glance at his exaggerated eating appearance, and somewhat helplessly pulled a piece of paper and stepped forward to wipe his mouth that had a lot of juice.

As soon as Fu Xuan's little hand approached, Yu Chen's movements stopped, and he obediently waited for Fu Xuan to finish wiping before continuing to eat.

Xing Xuan looked at them, her eyes shining with inexplicable brilliance, and she quietly glanced at Yanqing, who was sitting straight beside her, and suddenly snorted.

The little swordsman glanced at her slightly, looking at the look that seemed to be a little dissatisfied, and wondered in his heart.

He quietly squeezed her hand, but Xing Xuan pinned her face arrogantly.

This guy really doesn't understand anything at all!

...

"Come on the hour... Can you drink it?

Jing Yuan asked Yu Chen, but his gaze fell on Fu Xuan's body.

Lord Sword Saint looked over his head and pretended not to hear anything, his eyes swept over Fu Xuan nonchalantly, waiting for her response.

The corner of Fu Xuan's mouth twitched slightly, as if she was some kind of family dictator, and this also asked her opinion....

Well, actually, it's a little bit of a whisper, especially....

His expectant little expression made people feel funny and a little pitiful.

"Drink, don't get yourself drunk, I don't mind."

Fu Xuan glanced at him, squeezed his hand again, and said, "But don't you forget that you plan to go to the night today, I'm afraid you can't listen to this book if you are really drunk, right?" "

What Fu Qing said is, we promise to get to the point!"

Jing Yuan immediately responded, anyway, it is extremely good to be able to fish out his good brother, even if he only drinks a little!

He clapped his hands, and

the two altars were served with unusual drinks.

Jing Yuan laughed, stood up with the wine, and prepared to run to sit next to Yu Chen, but the moment he got up, he seemed to remember something.

Suddenly, he looked down at Bai Lu, who was sitting on the side, staring at him.

Her two little legs were rippling in the air, a spoon was held at the corner of her mouth, and her small expression was a little helpless.

The big eyes of the Bulingbling seemed to say, who will serve me the dishes when you leave....

Jing Yuan couldn't help but be a little handsome, picked her up, and despite the struggle of this little dragon girl, held her and put her between Fu Xuan and Xing Xuan.

"That, the two of you help me take care of her a little."

He slipped to the vacant seat on the other side of Yuchen and sat down.

"Come on, come on, drink some!"

He opened an altar with some excitement and directly took two bowls and filled them at once.

Then he looked at a few people at the table and asked, "Yan Qing and Bai Lu forget it, do Xing Xuan and Fu Qing want to drink?" The

little swordsman snorted a little unhappily when he heard this, he was obviously old enough to drink.

Xing Xuan grabbed his hand with some amusement and said softly, "I asked the general for some to taste?"

"No, I won't drink that myself."

Yan Qing hummed arrogantly, but the expression and eyes were obviously eager to try.

"Thank you General, this seat does not have to be specially poured."

Fu Xuan said lightly, if you want to taste it, it is good to drink Yu Chen, she is not interested in wine itself.

...

Xing Xuan asked for some and Yanqing to taste them one by one, but obviously these two were not good ingredients for drinking.

It wasn't enough for Yu Chen and Jing Yuan to stuff their teeth, so they drank them a little red-faced.

After a while, the wine came up, and the two began to get a little confused.

The eyes obviously lost the clarity at the beginning, and the postures between each other gradually relaxed a lot.

Some small movements were not hidden, and Xing Xuan even more and more pasted Yanqing, holding one of his arms to his chest, and even began to coquettish him to feed himself.

Yanqing's face became more and more rosy, but I didn't know if it was because of drinking some wine, and there was no intention of resisting at all, so he leaned on her closely.

Fu Xuan glanced at the two people, and his expression was calm.

This little gesture means little to her.

Lord Taibu's rank is not comparable to their twisted young man, although Xing Xuan is much faster than her in terms of the progress of third base, but...

She turned her head to look at Yu Chen, and suddenly took a chopstick dish and brought it to his mouth.

Yu Chen swallowed it, his face was instantly filled with a bright smile, he stepped forward and kissed Fu Xuan's forehead, and said softly: "Daughter-in-law, you are so good!"

Fu Xuan was stunned, his eyes couldn't help but panic for a moment, his little face turned red with a brush, she seemed to stare at Yu Chen, pushed his face away and said coquettishly: "Drink yours, don't kiss me with a mouthful of wine, and..."

Don't call me... Call me..."

Her voice became more and more subtle, and before Yu Chen could wait for what was behind, he was pulled back by Jing Yuan.

"Almost, I have to drink with my brother and with your little Bu Qingqing, right?"

Can this brother still do it?

Jing Yuan asked with a look of jealousy hooked around his neck and frowned.

"Good, good, drink with you, drink with you, but let me go first, General Luofu, what a system to move hands and feet!"

Yu Chen tore away his arm and pouted.

"You can manage it!"

Jing Yuan snorted in disdain, and then raised his head and poured it again.

"Keep drinking!"

“... Don't really drink too much.

Yu Chen touched Fu Xuan's small hand and looked at him to remind him.

"General Ben has his own measure!"

...

Fu Xuan lowered his head and blushed, his eyes staring at the hand that caressed him, not knowing what he was thinking.

Yan Qing and Xing Xuan hugged each other confused, and gradually let go.

Bai Lu quickly solved the dishes on the table, eating particularly cheerfully, she felt that everything was fine today, but there was a little noise in her ears.