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

"Don't stick... A mouthful of wine.

Fu Xuan frowned and pushed away Yu Chen's face that he rubbed on him, and then picked up a chopstick dish and stuffed it into his mouth.

Yu Chen snorted in dissatisfaction, and then opened his mouth again: "I still have to feed~"

The childish ghost sword saint began to get sick with that trace of wine....

Fu Xuan sighed softly, and took another piece of chopstick meat and stuffed it into his mouth.

Yu Chen then closed his mouth with a smile and chewed.

Fu Xuan shook his head, pulled a tissue and gently wiped it on his mouth, a mouthful of oil and wine...

If you don't wipe it now, you will have a big head when it rubs on her....

Maybe you'll have to be rubbed....

Yu Chen obediently accepted the service of Lord Taibu, and when she took her hand away, she raised her glass again and touched Walter.

"Come, Uncle Yang, go one more!"

Walter's face froze slightly, "Mr. Yu Chen... Please don't learn from them calling me Uncle Yang..."

"Oh, don't care about those details, drink!"

Yu Chen grinned and didn't care at all.

In the midst of the interlacing, a pot of wine unknowingly fell into the belly of the two men.

Fu Xuan took advantage of Yu Chen's food to grab his cup and taste it, the taste was still so rushing....

Not the soft liquor that suited her appetite.

Frowning and putting the cup back, Yu Chen smiled and took a chopstick dish to feed it, helping her to drink hard.

Walter drank a little overhead, a table of five, two hugging each other crazy dog food, only he felt lonely and uncomfortable.

"One more altar, Mr. Yuchen together..."

"I won't drink it, if Mr. Walter wants to drink, I will accompany you with tea instead of wine."

Yu Chen shook his head and refused, promising Xiao Fuxuan to get to the end.

Drink more, and she'll be angry....

Fu Xuan raised his head and looked at him, a faint smile at the corner of his mouth.

Hmph, there is nothing more gratifying than listening to the advice of a husband.

Walter looked at the two who were secretly sending Qiu Bo and sighed deeply, and simply took the wine altar and raised his head to pour.

It's exhausting....

After eating and drinking, the body and mind are greatly satisfied.

Xing stretched out and lay down holding March Seven with an appropriate face.

This floor-to-ceiling dining table is deeply loved by her.

Walter was a little drunk, holding a wine glass little by little, his eyes wandering, his expression worried, as if he was thinking about something.

Little March struggled lightly, and after a moment, he also fell comfortably on Xing's chest, lying sideways on top of her.

Yu Chen sat by the window with Xiao Fuxuan, looking at the night scene and blowing the wind.

The lights outside the window are still brilliant, and the neon falls in the ancient city with the stars and moon.

Most of the planets in the universe are high-rise buildings, but Luofu is a bit of a quiet corner, although there are many novel changes inside, but the antique charm has never dissipated.

Fu Xuan sat on the windowsill, his head tilted and gently leaned on Yu Chen's shoulder, his expression was soft and relaxed, his small mouth was gently pursed, and his eyes didn't know where to fall and think about something.

Yu Chen sniffed the fragrance of her hair, rubbed her soft belly and asked softly, "Have you eaten enough?" "

Hmm..."

she whispered, suddenly turning around and hugging her.

"If you're tired, let's go back first."

Yu Chen gently stroked her back, and his palm firmly supported her hips.

Fu Xuan buried his face in his arms and rubbed it, touching the corner of his lips coquettishly.

"Tired~"

Yu Chen smiled gently, hugged her to the three of the train set and greeted.

Star squinted and waved his hand, indicating that he had gone all the way....

March Qi looked at her helplessly, got up and wanted to send it, but was rejected by Yu Chen.

He turned his head and glanced at Walter, who was holding a wine glass and drinking blankly, looked at March Seven and asked, "Do you want me to ask someone to help you bring Walter back?" "

“... No thanks, I can still go.

Walter was stunned, and finally eased up when he heard this.

"Hmm... In short, if necessary, just contact me, although there is no danger in this realm of Changlotian, but after all, the night is late, so be careful. Fu Xuan and I went back to the inn first.

"Well, let's go back after a break, two slow down."

"Goodbye."

Fu Xuan said goodbye softly, Xiao March waved at her with a smile, and Lord Taibu looked at her and smiled slightly.

Yu Chen didn't be more polite, nodded and walked out with Fu Xuan.

Seeing off the two of them, March Qi looked at Xingbao lying on the ground and sighed deeply.

She crossed her waist and looked at Walter, who looked a little sluggish, and asked, "Uncle Yang, are you okay?" "

Hmm... You can still persevere, don't care.

He nodded, sat down and poured a cup of tea and drank it.

March Seven shook his head and said very sensibly: "I'll let you get you another bowl of decanting tea... It just so happens that this idiot also has to rest.

She glanced at Xing, who was paralyzed on the ground and touched her stomach without any image, helplessly.

"Trouble..."

Walter pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled softly, and the little girl on the train had grown up.

"It's nothing..."

she suddenly touched her cheek a little shyly, it felt great to be looked at with such appreciative eyes!

...

Red Dust Inn.

The two who had washed their bodies changed their clothes and hugged each other and lay down under the quilt.

The yellow light flickered overhead, and Fu Xuan slowly exhaled on Yu Chen's shoulder, and his eyelids gradually began to become heavy.

Fu Xuanqiang supported his spirit, rolled over and climbed on his body, squeezed away the broken jade omen, and brought his face in front of him.

Yu Chen looked at the sleepy expression, pinched her face and chuckled: "If you are sleepy, just sleep~"

Fu Xuan puffed out his face, stared at him without speaking, and seemed to be a little angry.

Yu Chen groaned for a while, touched her face and ruffled the drooping hair, and her voice became soft and soft.

"Oh, it turns out that I forgot to kiss goodnight~"

Fu Xuan snorted, closed his eyes and didn't want to look at him, but his little mouth was very honest and approached a little.

Yu Chen looked at the moist pink lips with a smile, deliberately not kissing, and hung her for a while, until Fu Xuan frowned and looked over suspiciously, and then suddenly came up and kissed deeply.

Provoked her to raise her little pink fist and smash his chest, but unfortunately, it didn't hurt at all

~"Daughter-in-law, good night~"

Yu Chen held her little face and kissed her forehead again.

Not to be outdone, Fu Xuan grabbed his head and kissed him before humming and shrinking into his arms, hugging him tightly, and closing his eyes.

"Good night... Husband..." A

voice like a mosquito's foot came out from the bed, and the corners of Yu Chen's mouth were almost rising to the sky.

No one knows how happy Mr. Sword Saint is at this moment....