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

But soon his expression became conflicted again. He glanced furtively at the empty doorway and swallowed hard as he looked at the thing.

"Anyway, we've already kissed... given our current relationship, just smelling each other... shouldn't be considered perverted, right?"

Yu Chenfeng struggled internally, caught in a cycle of choosing between angel and devil...

A gentle night breeze drifted in through the door, carrying a slight chill that sobered him from his dazed state. His eyes cleared, and he saw his true self...

...

He silently folded all the clothes and placed them at the foot of Fu Xuan's bed. Then he adjusted the trajectory of the bullet to make it less noticeable, and slowly walked out of Fu Xuan's boudoir.

No one knows whether, in those brief few minutes in Fu Xuan's room, the Sword Saint had fallen into demonic ways; only he himself knows…

He wandered around the house for a while before finally finding the bathroom by following the sound of water.

A vast expanse of white, with the heart-stirring sound of dripping water.

He was a little hot-tempered, so he didn't dare get too close, afraid that he might lose control.

"Cough cough..."

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

The commotion inside stopped for a moment, and Xiao Fuxuan, whose head was squinting from being shrouded in mist, instantly became much more alert.

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

My chest tightened slightly without my noticing, and my heartbeat quickened quietly.

"Idiot... You clearly said you didn't need to come with me..."

She murmured softly, in a voice only she could hear, and splashed water on herself.

The glistening water droplets slid down her smooth, delicate skin; some soaked into the water, some clung to her creamy skin, and some fell into her alluring hollows.

The mist grew thicker, and the ethereal, pink or white figures swayed...

"Just listening to that sound makes me want to eat ten buckets of rice..."

Yu Chen stared blankly at the empty, dark corridor.

The sound of water suddenly stopped. After waiting for a while, as if he had dried himself off, Fu Xuan pushed open the door and looked at the somewhat lonely figure sitting in the darkness.

Her fair and delicate feet were on pink slippers, and her face was pink and moist, looking extremely smooth.

Yu Chen turned around and saw Fu Xuan's slender figure in a pure white nightgown appear in his line of sight. Her body swayed gently, and she looked delicate and fragile.

Those sparkling, glass-like eyes were filled with a layer of mist, and her two thin, delicate lips parted slightly, letting out a gentle voice.

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

The girl leaned gently against the door, her head tilted slightly to her shoulder, her voice soft and her eyes sparkling.

No one, no one could refuse a little diviner in this state…

Suddenly, a thought popped into Yu Chen's mind, and he stared at her blankly, lost in thought.

"... "

Fu Xuan pursed her lips slightly, her large, watery eyes still waiting for his answer.

"I don't want to..."

Her expression fell, and for a moment, it seemed as if the world had lost its color, as if rejecting her was some super bad thing that deserved divine retribution!

"I can, of course I can!"

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

Her natural fragrance, mixed with the scent of her shower gel, wafted over, and Yu Chen took a soft breath, his expression somewhat intoxicated.

Fu Xuan merely glanced at him and turned to walk into the bathroom, but his gaze, so intense it seemed to have drawn him in, captivated him completely.

The bathroom was still very steamy, and a faint fragrance wafted through the damp air.

Yu Chen noticed something: wherever Xiao Fuxuan stayed for a while, it seemed to pick up her scent.

He paused for a moment, raised his arm and sniffed it gently, but could not smell anything other than alcohol.

Suddenly, two small white outfits came into his view.

They were simply left quietly on the small chair, seemingly still carrying a faint trace of warmth.

Yu Chen was slightly taken aback. He remembered that when Xiao Fu Xuan came out, she only took a nightgown, so what was she doing now…

Gudong~

His throat moved again, and he unconsciously swallowed, silently turning his gaze to Fu Xuan.

At this moment, she was standing with her back turned, bending over to hold a basin of water, her pert, round buttocks covered by a thin nightgown, facing him directly...

Chapter 64: Speaking out of integrity

Fu Xuan bent down and picked up the basin of water for washing his hair. Suddenly, a strange feeling came from behind him, and his body felt inexplicably trembling.

She turned around in confusion and met his burning gaze.

What are you looking at?

Yu Chen sighed again, turned his face away, and said, "It's nothing, hurry up and finish washing up and then go to sleep..."

"Um…"

Fu Xuan glanced at him suspiciously, her gaze unconsciously shifting downwards...

The faintly visible tent made her face flush slightly; this guy was indeed still restless.

"Cough... You rest, I'll help you."

Yu Chen coughed lightly, feeling a little embarrassed, and stepped forward to lean in.

A slightly hot masculine aura wafted over, and Fu Xuan felt a strange tension in his heart.

The main issue is that his current situation isn't very safe, and neither is hers...

Yu Chen took her small hand and accepted the basin of water.

Fu Xuan slipped to a small stool and sat down, her long white nightgown tucked between her legs, her two little hands obediently folded on her thighs, like a well-behaved little girl waiting for the teacher to come to class.

Yu Chen reached into the water to test the temperature, making sure it wasn't too cold or too hot, and then placed it in front of Fu Xuan.

Actually, there are showerheads, but Xiao Fuxuan's hair is too long when it's down, so it's not very convenient to use a showerhead. She usually doesn't like to use that thing, but prefers to fold her hair up and put it on her head before taking a bath.

After taking a bath, I wash my hair separately. Long hair is troublesome to manage, but...

This was the first time Yu Chen had ever done something like this.

He watched as Fu Xuan lowered her head and immersed her long, beautiful pink hair in the water, and suddenly felt a strange tension in his heart.

"Um... I've never washed a girl's hair before. If I hurt you or did anything wrong, Fu Xuan, you have to tell me!"

"Okay... I'm so sleepy, hurry up..."

Fu Xuan's voice was soft and sweet. She lowered her head and closed her eyes, clearly very sleepy.

"it is good…"

Yu Chen stroked the smooth, long hair that wasn't greasy at all, and gently kneaded it, adhering to the principle of being gentle, gentle, and gentle again.

Fu Xuan squinted, feeling his fingers gently scratching his head and gently smoothing his hair.

While, to be precise, the technique was just so-so, even a bit too gentle, but…

For some reason, it seems that whenever he touches me, even if it's just a light touch or scratch, it feels much more comfortable than if I do it myself.

A tingling sensation spread from her scalp, and she quietly enjoyed it, when a thought suddenly arose in her mind…

Wouldn't it be great if I could ask him to help me like this every day from now on?

Long hair looks good, but just washing and blow-drying it takes a lot of time and effort. If someone could help you with that, it would save you a lot of trouble, and...

Seriously, it has a strangely healing and comforting feeling.

Yu Chen carefully served Xiao Fu Xuan. He turned around and found the shampoo from the pile of bottles and jars. He took a little, rubbed it in his palm, and then gently massaged it onto Fu Xuan's head.

I don't know what brand of shampoo she was using, but it produced an unusually large amount of foam. Yu Chen rubbed it for a while and ended up with a whole basin full of foam.

Fu Xuan's head sank lower and lower, gradually as if he was about to bury his head in the foam.

"Fu Xuan, would you like some foam?"

Yu Chen quickly reached in and lifted her small face.

"...Flush it off for me..."

Fu Xuan was startled and quickly snapped back to reality. She was so tired, and Yu Chen's gentle washing had inexplicably made her brain feel relaxed and numb. She really couldn't take it anymore.

"Oh... don't fall asleep again!"

"Um…"

Fu Xuan reached up and touched his face; it was wet…

This guy applied it without rinsing off the foam first...

This is where the showerhead comes in handy. After adjusting the water temperature to the right level, Yu Chen grabbed the showerhead and started spraying water.