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

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"it is good…"

...

A gust of wind blew as the psionic-powered high-tech fan swayed in Fu Xuan's hand.

She gently stroked the hair of the person in front of her, letting the moisture evaporate little by little.

Yu Chen squinted as she touched him, feeling a tingling sensation on his scalp that felt incredibly comfortable.

His jet-black hair, as deep as ink and as dark as an abyss, fluttered in the wind, and Fu Xuan's eyes gradually became hazy.

At one point, the wind suddenly stopped.

A soft, warm body suddenly pressed against him. Yu Chen let out a soft breath as slender arms wrapped around his waist.

He took the fan from Fu Xuan's hand and tossed it forward. The thing landed on the table as lightly as a feather.

Stroking the small hand wrapped around his waist, feeling the warmth coming from behind, his heart gradually melted.

"Get under the covers, or you'll catch a cold."

Yu Chen gently squeezed Fu Xuan's small hand, turned his head slightly, and said softly.

"Hmm~"

She let out a soft moan, nuzzled against him, and then suddenly leaned over and kissed his cheek.

Before Yu Chen could retaliate, she whimpered and quickly ran away, burrowing under the covers to hide.

The Sword Saint, slow to react, turned around and looked at the bulging burr in the blanket. He kicked off his shoes, chuckled, and crawled over.

Gently patting the upturned little bottom, Yu Chen called out, "Come out quickly, I'm going to get my revenge!"

"... "

Xiao Fuxuan chose to play dead, thinking that as long as she wrapped herself up tightly, she wouldn't be afraid of getting kissed.

"If you don't come out, I'll have to resort to special methods!"

Yu Chen patted the protruding part again and said meaningfully.

Fu Xuan trembled slightly before blushing and pulling back the covers.

"You are bad!"

"Hmph~" Yu Chen snorted, ignoring her.

He immediately pounced forward and retaliated fiercely.

Is there a problem with being vengeful?

no problem!

...

"Bad guy, hug me..."

Fu Xuan said softly, her tone somewhat unsteady, as she felt a little dizzy.

Yu Chen, who had thoroughly enjoyed sucking on the bubbles, obediently hugged her tightly, his eyes narrowed and his expression relaxed.

Why are there such adorable and approachable people in this universe?!

"stomachache…"

A soft, gentle voice came again.

Yu Chen's heart, which had been soaring, immediately returned to normal. He frowned and reached out to touch the soft lower abdomen.

"Does it hurt a lot? Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"You've covered my mouth, I can't say anything..."

Fu Xuan hummed softly, feeling the warm, large hand gently stroking his lower abdomen, and the pain in his body seemed to lessen considerably.

“Fu Xuan…” Yu Chen’s heart trembled slightly, and he suddenly felt distressed.

"I was just kidding. It didn't hurt when we were kissing. It just suddenly started to hurt."

The distress and apology in his voice startled Fu Xuan slightly, and she quickly turned to look at him.

Yu Chen kept a straight face, leaned forward, pressed his face against hers, and said nothing.

But the overwhelming sadness touched her heart deeply.

She regretted it; it seemed that her little joke had really upset him.

"I'm not lying, it didn't hurt at all when you kissed me!"

"Really?"

Yu Chen pursed his lips, raised his eyes, looked at her, and asked softly.

"Don't you believe me?" Fu Xuan asked him earnestly.

Yu Chen didn't answer, but stared intently at her and asked, "So you couldn't hold back your discomfort last night and didn't tell me?"

"No…"

Fu Xuan's eyes suddenly became unfocused. He was in some pain in the latter half of the night, but being held tightly by him made him feel much better than usual.

"... "

She glanced at Yu Chen furtively, noticing his reddened eyes, and thought to herself, "I'm doomed."

"Okay, okay, I'll tell you... I only felt a little uncomfortable when I was about to wake up. You were sleeping so soundly, how could I explain it to you?"

Fu Xuan looked somewhat helpless. She realized that this person was extremely sensitive to anything even remotely related to her.

"Even if you kick or beat me awake, you still have to tell me..."

Yu Chen asked softly, "Did you feel unwell when you went out during the day?"

"It was inevitable..."

Fu Xuan's expression was slightly unnatural.

"... "

Yu Chen was silent for a while, then suddenly said, "You're not allowed to be separated from me for the next few days!"

Fu Xuan's expression stiffened, and a hint of helplessness appeared between her brows. She knew it.

"Where did you come from, a newborn baby who hasn't been weaned yet and can't be separated from your mother?"

My thousand-year-old baby?

"Say whatever you want, I'm not letting go of you."

Yu Chen hummed softly, gently rubbing her belly, and pressed his body even closer to hers.

Fu Xuan sighed, and then something suddenly flashed through his mind.

With a stiff expression, she gently rubbed her two legs together to check, and only breathed a slight sigh of relief after finding no problem.

"Yu Chen... carry me to the bathroom..."

"Want to use the bathroom?"

Without hesitation, he grabbed Fu Xuan and stood up, but he couldn't help asking a stupid question.

Fortunately, Fu Xuan had anticipated this and ignored his remarks, pointing instead to the table.

"Go get something."

"Oh."

Yu Chen carried her over, and Fu Xuan quickly opened a drawer, took out a package of unknown contents, stuffed it into his arms, and pointed to the door.

"Okay, let's go..."

"...Hmm, is it the one I'm thinking of?"

The Sword Saint couldn't resist asking out of curiosity.

"...Shut your mouth."

"All right…"

Chapter 89 Whose Heart Is It?

"Ok?"

"What's the rush!"

Fu Xuan pushed open the door and glared at him, then hesitated for a moment before opening his arms.

It's getting a bit heavy, let's walk less...

She definitely wasn't just after that short hug!

Back in the room, it was still early, so most young couples would naturally start working on projects worth hundreds of millions.