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

Fu Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, opened the door and did not see Yu Chen's figure.

She walked towards the corridor, and around the corner, the man was standing quietly in front of the tea room.

The steaming teacup was brought in front of him, he quietly looked at the sea of clouds, the sun fell on his face, his eyes were clear, his handsome face seemed to be glowing, the breeze was blowing, the hair of his sideburns was fluttering, and an inexplicable fairy aura came out of this person.

Fu Xuan was slightly stunned when he saw it, and then his thin eyebrows wrinkled slightly.

Although his face is not old and good-looking, he always feels a faint twilight wrapped around him....

And an inexplicable sense of sadness and exhaustion?

And every time she saw his expression, she only felt an inexplicable tightness in her chest, and she

didn't like this feeling.

"Yu Chen..."

Fu Xuan called softly.

As if awakening the sleeping stone man, his clear pupils fluctuated.

Yu Chen looked back at her, pursed his lips and smiled gently.

"It's changed~"

Fu Xuan frowned, always feeling a little uncomfortable in her heart, she quickened her pace and approached him.

A gust of fragrant wind came, and Yu Chen subconsciously took a slight deep breath.

He felt that the smell was really getting more and more intense, and he was even addicted....

"You..."

Fu Xuan stood in front of him and glanced at his cup, "What are you drinking?"

"Tea~ seems to be called something... What mountains and clouds, I think this time the bubble is good, do you want to taste it?

Yu Chen blinked his eyes and handed the cup forward.

Fu Xuan looked at the faint lip print and silently pushed his hand away, "No, your craft... You must have ruined the good tea leaves in this seat again..."

"Hmph, you know to look down on me!"

The 'old man' Mr. Yuchen raised his face arrogantly.

The corner of Fu Xuan's mouth twitched, but the faint discomfort in his heart slowly dissipated.

"Come with the honza, let you taste what is really good tea, and by the way, I will teach you how to brew tea again..."

Her tone was much more relaxed, her steps were lighter, and she turned and swayed towards the tea room.

The long pink hair flicked gently, bringing a gust of wind, and stroked the back of Yu Chen's hand, and he hooked the cup to prevent the beautiful hair from sticking to the tea.

The corners of Yu Chen's mouth turned up, she didn't seem to tie up,

hair.

"Master Fu Xuan, I find that you are really very good-looking today~"...

If you want to talk more, what day is this seat not beautiful?

Her face was red, and her tone was still slightly aggressive, but the slightly hooked corners of her lips were obviously very useful for Yu Chen's praise.

Yu Chen was happy, this little Taibu is quite narcissistic, although she does have that narcissistic capital.

"Yes, every day is beautiful~"

....

"Oh, look at it."

Fu Xuan glanced at him, took the tea leaves and came to the table.

The white hand gently fiddled with the things on the table, her small face was serious, and she deliberately slowed down a little to operate.

Yu Chen stood beside her, and after a few glances, she was attracted by something else.

He smiled faintly and quietly looked at Fu Xuan's serious face, his eyes flashing with tenderness and affection that he himself did not realize.

The faint unnoticeable emotion was as smooth as silk, flowing out of his eyes and quietly landing on Fu Xuan's face, silently.

And she just waved her hand, and did not notice the strange demeanor of the man in front of her.

The hot boiling water steamed and gently rose up, covering the white and tender skin like Fu Xuan, and the crystal face was shining with a faint red pink, revealing a healthy color, not the sickly whiteness.

She didn't seem to apply a little makeup powder, her light face was more moist and beautiful at the moment, her small nose was like jade, and the cherry-like lips under the water were gently pursed, glowing with a beautiful color.

A few strands of pink hair hung in front of her eyes, gently sweeping her cheeks to bring a slight itch, making her inadvertently frown slightly.

Yu Chen's expression gradually became stunned, and he frowned at her, and his hand slowly raised unconsciously to help her hold up that hair.

Fu Xuan suddenly noticed his hand, frowned, and looked up, "Are you looking seriously...?" The

look in her eyes made her heart tremble, the big hand was close to her face, her eyes like a sea of stars were slightly widened, and her eyelashes fluttered slightly.

Yu Chen suddenly woke up listening to her voice, and the raised hand froze in front of her face, and it was not falling when it was put up.

The strength of his heartbeat suddenly increased, and a faint doubt filled his heart.

'We are... What's wrong? Fu

Xuan exhaled softly, feeling the heat coming from the big hand that was close at hand, and seeing that he didn't react for a long time, he pursed his lips and asked, "Let you watch Honza learn to make tea... What is this trying to do?

For some reason, her heart also trembled at this moment, and inexplicable emotions were quietly brewing in her heart.

"I... See your hair messy.

Yu Chen's heart was pounding, and an inexplicable sense of tension rose, as if he was facing some powerful enemy.

He gently ruffled the somewhat disheveled hair and tucked it behind her ear. Resisting the urge to touch her face, he withdrew his hand and coughed lightly, pretending to lower his head seriously, "Go on... I'm learning! "

This is a lie!

This old thing, now he can't even focus his eyes, he doesn't know where to look, and his heart beats like thunder.

Fu Xuan bit his thin lip lightly, his heart beat faster by his action, and his cheeks quickly turned red, "Deng's apprentice..."

Yu Chen lowered his head, pretending not to hear what she said.

"In short... Give this seat a serious look, study carefully!

Fu Xuan glared at him and continued to brew tea.

...

I didn't use the jade phoenix harvest, but used the jade mountain cloud mist selected by Yu Chen

"Oh... Taste it, this is the taste of good tea.

Fu Xuan pushed the cup over.

Yu Chen glanced at her, raised the cup and blew it, and took a sip gently.

The refreshing tea water flowed into the mouth, into the bottom of the heart, the stomach was warm, and the mouth echoed with a mellow breath.

His eyes widened slightly, which seemed to be different from the tea brewed by his own crude methods!

Fu Xuan noticed the subtle change in his expression, the corners of her lips rose slightly, and she hugged her chest and looked at him with an arrogant look and asked, "How is it?" Honza uses the same tea as you, which is several times better than you brewed!

"That's just... So-so, not much worse.

The Sword Saint Lord stiffened his lips and silently took another sip.

"Hmph~ Saying this, is it very empty in your heart?"

Fu Xuan looked at him playfully and asked.

"It was, don't believe you compare it yourself!"

Yu Chen pushed his cup over.

Fu Xuan glanced down, tangled for a moment, and did not accept.

"No need to taste it, Honza also knows which is better!"

"Hmph, I see you're afraid that after tasting it, you will find that mine is better, and then your heart will be weak, right?"

Yu Chen looked at her faintly and said, it was a very clumsy radical method.

But....

It worked.

Fu Xuan gritted her teeth, looked down at his cup, silently turned the cup mouth, avoided his lip prints, slowly raised the cup to her lips, she looked at Yu Chen's eyes staring at her tightly, her heart was fierce, and she stepped forward and took a sip of tea.

A faint astringency filled her mouth, but she was already a little unable to taste the quality of this tea, and her heart quickly stirred because of shyness, and the temperature of her whole person gradually rose.

The white and tender face flushed, took a sip and put down the cup and turned to leave, "Anyway... You know in your own heart what is good and which is bad, and this seat is too lazy to argue with you! "

It's obviously almost..."

Yu Chen stood in place and retorted in a low voice, looking down at the tea he had brewed.

Suddenly, he found a small problem....

Speaking of which, did they just kiss indirectly?

Although she deliberately avoided the places she had drunk, she tasted a cup of tea at the same time....

Yu Chen suddenly understood why Fu Xuan was so entangled, he looked at the empty doorway, silently picked up the cup that he had soaked, Fu Xuan had just drunk, and put his lips on the wet position and took a sip, "Obviously... That's pretty much it! A

soft murmur sounded in the room, and Yu Chen's earlobes turned red for some reason, becoming bloody...