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

The porridge was cooked, and the food was very delicious.

"What is a good husband and a good father~"

Yu Chen happily scooped a spoonful of porridge, blew it, and put it in his mouth to taste it.

It was sweet with red dates, and it tasted good.

"I am really a cooking genius!"

He closed his eyes, his face full of enjoyment.

Well, a simple porridge made the sword master feel very satisfied.

"Little Fu Xuan, little Fu Xuan..."

He hummed and covered the lid to keep it warm, and happily took off his apron, and then his expression suddenly froze slightly.

Yu Chen stroked his chin and glanced at the sky outside. It was completely dark. If he hadn't come back by this time...

"She wouldn't have eaten already, right?

Hmm...

It should be good as a midnight snack... I hope it won't be too long."

An extremely subtle sound outside the house was carried to his ears by the wind.

Yu Chen's eyes froze slightly, and his deep black eyes that were thinking suddenly became bright, and his amazing spirit was flying in his eyes.

His temperament was almost visibly high, and he became happy.

"Little Taibu is back~"

His figure quickly disappeared from the spot, leaving only his voice echoing in the kitchen.

Fu Xuan pushed open the door, and a tall figure was standing upright at the door, looking at her with shining eyes, blinking again and again.

Like a child who had been waiting for an adult to come home for a long time, or like a big dog squatting at the door waiting for the owner to come home all day.

The moment he opened his mouth, Fu Xuan had a strange feeling that he would shout "Mom".

Imagining that scene, she shuddered and quickly cleared her mind of this outrageous idea.

She didn't have the strange habit of letting her lover call her mother!

This kind of bt role-playing should be avoided, Master Taibu can't accept it.

"Fu Xuan, I miss you."

Master Sword Saint didn't hesitate and directly hit a straight ball attack.

Fu Xuan looked at him, pursed his lips, and smiled gently with the corners of his lips.

"Me too."

Yu Chen looked at her expression and keenly noticed the tiredness and...

Pain between her eyebrows that she tried her best to hide?

"Are you tired?"

He couldn't help but frowned, his heart tightened, and he leaned forward.

"It's okay..."

Fu Xuan subconsciously refuted, but looking at his worried expression, he sighed helplessly and nodded gently.

"A little..."

She stretched out her arms and leaned forward gently, falling into his arms.

Yu Chen hugged her gently and took her into his arms with a little force.

Ripples of heartache appeared on his face, expanding one circle after another.

He didn't understand why just going home could make his little wife show such an expression.

But he didn't ask more. If she was unhappy, then don't talk about it or think about the bad things.

He would always accompany her, comfort her, and soothe the grievances and all the sadness in her heart.

Like Yu Chen, Fu Xuan also enjoyed the smell of his body and his embrace, and also felt that this smell and warmth could make people feel at ease.

As long as she hugged him, she felt much more relaxed, and the tiredness and fatigue in her body seemed to be reduced a lot.

"You smell so good... Did you just finish your meal?"

"No, I just cooked some porridge, do you want to eat?"

Yu Chen held her slender waist, and his palms gently pressed against her waist and hips, warm.

"Yes~"

Fu Xuan raised her little face and rested her chin on his chest, smiling at him and whispering.

Her tone was gentle and tender, and the uncomfortable feeling seemed to have dissipated a lot.

Her figure was quite different from Yu Chen's. In this position, she was held in his arms like a little girl holding her father.

"Okay."

Yu Chen said softly, and then slightly loosened his hand and bent down.

Fu Xuan smiled and wrapped her arms around his neck familiarly, and then felt her body lighten and was held up.

Yu Chen's big hands supported her soft buttocks and gently rubbed the little face that was close at hand.

Fu Xuan did not resist. For some reason, she was very gentle today, and she rubbed Yu Chen's face quite affectionately.

Her little face was smiling, and the corners of her lips were slightly raised. The bad mood before seemed to be swept away, and now she seemed to be in a very good mood.

Yu Chen's eyes fell on her face, unusually gentle and calm.

Fu Xuan suddenly turned her head and looked at him. Seeing that look, her face slowly turned red. She blinked her glass-colored eyes, with shyness in her expression, but she still leaned forward and kissed him gently.

She kissed him.

Her soft lips were imprinted on the corners of her mouth, with a hint of sweetness. They stayed there for a long time before parting, warm.

"Is it done?"

Her little face was drooping, as if she was a little embarrassed.

The pink shyness hung on her fair face, rippling the heart of the man holding her.

"Hmm~"

Yu Chen seemed drunk. He did not answer, and his face unconsciously flushed. He curled his lips, slowed down his pace, and slowly walked towards the quietest kitchen in the little house of fortune-telling.

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After lifting the lid of the pot, the white porridge was dotted with red dates. It added some bright colors, which aroused people's appetite.

The arm strength of the Sword Saint was naturally not comparable to that of ordinary people. Besides, Xiao Fuxuan was also very light. Even if he held her with one hand, it was still as light as holding a kitten.

If she said this, she would be very happy...

She served a large bowl of porridge and then threw a spoon in. Although there was a kitchen, there was no dining table.

Yu Chen then took her and Zhou Zhou back to the office and sat down.

Master Taibu had become much softer in all aspects. She leaned gently in Yu Chen's arms, with a calm and gentle expression.

Yu Chen scooped the porridge, blew it gently, and handed it to her lips.

Fu Xuan opened her warm little mouth, took a bite into her mouth, sipped it gently and swallowed it, and the warm and sweet taste permeated her heart.

Yu Chen stared at her face closely, nervously paying attention to the subtle changes in her expression in every frame.

"Are you okay...?"

"Yeah~ delicious."

Fu Xuan smiled happily, and his voice became sweet, easing the nervous heart of Master Sword Saint.

"Huh... that's good."

Yu Chen took a breath, then quickly scooped a spoonful, blew on it and passed it to Fu Xuan's mouth.

"If it's okay, eat more. It's important to warm your body and fill your stomach."

Fu Xuan opened his mouth and swallowed it in one gulp. His eyes curved into a slit of smile, gentle and cute.

She really seemed to be extra gentle today...