Starry Sky Railway: The Fishing Sword Master is kept by Fu Xuan

The two of them were so busy that they had to sit together.

"Why are you bending over all the time?"

Fu Xuan stretched a little and refreshed herself, looking at the guy who was still lying on her bed with some doubts and asked.

"Nothing... just a break..."

Yu Chen's tone was a little dry, and he didn't dare to say it, really didn't dare to say it...

"... Tired? Sure enough, your body hasn't recovered yet! Then why are you drinking so much! It's all Jing Yuan's fault, he knew you weren't well yet!"

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

"Are you okay? Is there any pain?"

"I'm really fine..."

Yu Chen felt the body close to him and the warmth, and he didn't dare to stand up straight anymore.

"Is it fun to lie to me like this every time? Can't you tell me what's wrong? At least let me understand it clearly!"

Her voice suddenly became sharp, and then slowly trembled.

Yu Chen turned his head stiffly, and sure enough, her eyes had turned red, and something crystal was spinning inside.

"Don't be like this... I have my reasons..."

His voice was a little bitter.

Fu Xuan stared at him with red eyes, biting her lips and not speaking.

That delicate look was really heartbreaking, Yu Chen gritted his teeth, closed his eyes and straightened his waist.

...

February 2nd, February 2nd~

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

He sighed and didn't dare to look at little Fu Xuan anymore. Today, the Sword Saint was socially dead!

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

She whispered a word, picked up the nightgown hanging on the chair, and slipped out without looking back.

She ran so fast, as if there was a ferocious beast behind her that was about to eat her…

Yu Chen sighed as he looked at the figure disappearing at the door, took a step forward and saw the house that was much better than last time, but still a little messy, and silently bent down to pick up her clothes one by one…

He held the small clothes that made his blood boil one by one into his arms, feeling the delicate touch, and Yu Chen's face gradually became rosy…

Finally, he picked up the last piece of underwear on the ground, which was also the most…mature one…

Purple-pink, lace, with lace…

He stared at this thing in a daze, and for some reason he slowly moved it closer to his nose…

"No…!"

Just when his breathing became increasingly rough and hot, and he was about to put his face against it, his heart suddenly trembled, and he shuddered, and quickly took the thing away.

Yu Chen panted in small sips, looking at the thing tightly held in his hand in disbelief.

He looked at it with some shock. He really didn't expect that this simple little piece of clothing could have such power. It almost turned him into...

pervert!

"...But,"

But soon his expression became tangled again. He glanced at the empty door quietly, and silently swallowed his saliva while looking at the thing.

"Anyway, we have kissed each other... According to the current relationship, if we just smell it... it shouldn't be considered perverted, right?"

Yu Chenfeng struggled in his heart, and fell into the cycle of choosing between angels and demons...

Gusts of night wind blew in through the door, bringing a hint of coolness, sobering up his intoxicated look, his eyes became clear, and he saw his true heart...

...

He silently folded all the clothes and placed them at the foot of Fu Xuan's bed. Then he adjusted the trajectory so that it would not look so obvious, and slowly walked out of Fu Xuan's boudoir.

No one knew whether the Sword Saint had fallen into the devil's way in Fu Xuan's room in the few minutes just now. No one knew except himself...

After wandering around the room for a long time, he finally found the bathroom following the sound of water.

It was all white, and the sound of dripping water inside was touching.

He was a little angry, so he didn't dare to get too close, fearing that he couldn't control himself.

"Ahem..."

Yu Chen stood not far from the door and coughed a few times deliberately, telling Fu Xuan that he was accompanying her outside, and then sat down with his back to the door.

The movement inside stopped for a moment, and the little Fu Xuan, who was shrouded in mist, squinted and his groggy head instantly became much clearer.

Her little face was slightly pink, and her watery eyes glanced at the door, and she could vaguely see a figure sitting down.

Her heart tightened slightly unconsciously, and her heartbeat quietly accelerated.

"Stupid... I clearly said you don't have to accompany me..."

She whispered

She murmured in a voice that only she could hear, and then she scooped up the water and sprinkled it on her body.

Crystal clear water drops slid down her smooth and delicate skin, some of them sank into the water, some hung on her creamy skin, and some fell into the attractive bone pits of the beauty.

The mist became heavier, and the misty pink or white figures swayed...

"I feel like listening to this sound, I can spin ten buckets of rice just by eating..."

Yu Chen stared at the empty and dark corridor in a daze.

The sound of water suddenly stopped, and after waiting for a long time, as if to dry his body, Fu Xuan opened the door and looked at the lonely back of the person sitting in the dark.

Her white and tender feet stepped on the pink slippers, her face was pink, and the light water vapor was lingering, looking extremely smooth.

Yu Chen looked back, and Fu Xuan's thin figure in a white nightgown appeared in his sight. Her body swayed gently, and she looked soft and fragile.

The sparkling glass-like eyes were covered with a layer of mist, and the two thin and tender petals opened slightly, and a warm voice came over.

"Can you... wash my hair for me?"

The girl leaned gently against the door, her head slightly tilted on her shoulder, her tone was gentle, and her eyes were flickering.

No one, no one can refuse the little Taibu in this state...

Yu Chen suddenly had such an idea in his mind, and he stared at her blankly.

"..."

Fu Xuan pursed her lips gently, and opened her big watery eyes and waited for his answer.

"Don't want to..."

Her expression fell, and at this moment, it seemed that the world was eclipsed, as if rejecting her was a super bad thing that should be punished by God!

"I can, of course I can!"

Yu Chen immediately got up from the ground, clapped his hands, and quickly stood in front of little Fu Xuan.

The fragrance of her body, wrapped in the fragrance of shower gel, permeated over, and Yu Chen took a breath lightly, his expression somewhat intoxicated.

Fu Xuan just glanced at him lightly and turned to walk into the bathroom again, but that look was like a thread that hooked him in like a soul.

The mist in the bathroom was still very large, and there was a faint fragrance floating in the humidity.

Yu Chen discovered one thing, wherever little Fu Xuan stayed for a long time, it seemed to be stained with her smell.

He was suddenly stunned, raised his arm and sniffed lightly, but there was no smell other than the smell of alcohol.

Suddenly, two small white clothes appeared in his sight.

They were quietly thrown on the small chair, and it seemed that there was still a faint residual warmth on them.

Yu Chen was slightly stunned. He remembered that when little Fu Xuan came out, she only took the nightgown. So now she...

Gudong~

His throat moved again and he swallowed unconsciously, silently looking at Fu Xuan.

At this time, she was with her back to him, bending over and holding the basin. Her round buttocks were covered by the thin nightgown, facing him...