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

Yu Chen took the phone and glanced at it, looking at the [Sword Saint] logo that suddenly appeared on the door of his brain, his brows wrinkled slightly, but it was only a moment of relief.

"It's nothing, just a wufu."

He shook his head and smiled softly.

Fu Xuan opened his mouth, and just as he wanted to continue asking, he was gagged by that somewhat lonely expression.

It's this uncomfortable look again....

"You... Anyway, now you are from this seat! No matter how capable you were in the clouds before, you must listen to the words of this seat in Taibusi, you know?

Fu Xuan suddenly crossed his waist and looked at him, his little pink face full of seriousness and seriousness.

"Hehe~ Got it, my little Taibu-sama!"

His eyes fell on Fu Xuan's face, and he couldn't help but laugh at that little expression, reached out and gently rubbed her head again.

The sound is filled with joy and pleasure.

"It's not 'Little Taibu', it's 'Taibu'! Also, who allowed you to touch the honzato!

"Hahaha~ I can't help it, I can't help it, I can't help it, after all, Lord Taibu is really cute!"

"You... You scoundrel!

Fu Xuan blushed in shame and shouted loudly with her harshest curse words.

So, Yu Chen smiled even more!

...

Fu Xuan quietly looked out the window, watching the white clouds drifting leisurely past the sky.

Yu Chen didn't go anywhere, just stood beside her playing with the pen, paper and other things on her desk.

Fu Xuan glanced at him and saw that this man was building a house with pen and paper...

"Childish ghost..."

"It's not childish, I'm called childlike heart, the years are not old, and the youth will stay forever!"

Yu Chen glanced back at her, and suddenly came forward and pulled his face.

"You look at how tender and young it is~ the so-called age cannot determine a person's psychological age!"

Feeling the surging manly breath, Fu Xuan's face was slightly warm, and she took a slight breath, but there was too much stimulation recently, and she was no longer so excited.

She stretched out her slender white fingers to pinch his face, pulled hard, and looked at him slightly closer with half-squinted eyes, "Honza said that you are naïve, just naïve... Have an opinion? "

Hiss~ let go, let go! If you pinch me again... I'll go find Jing Yuan to report you!"

Yu Chen frowned and patted her little hand painfully.

He didn't dare to push too hard, for fear of damaging this delicate skin.

As a result, the dignified sword saint was single-handedly suppressed by a small taibu.

What a shame....

"Hmph, the general is not qualified to meddle in the internal affairs of the Tai Bu Division... It's useless for you to go to the marshal!

Fu Xuan raised his little face arrogantly, and finally let go of him.

The feeling of being able to bully this person so easily does not poke.

Yu Chen rubbed his face and leaned back, looking at her with indignation, and secretly swore in his heart, 'You wait for me, sooner or later I will take revenge fiercely!'

Fu Xuan glanced at him and said triumphantly, "Why, not convinced?" This seat is actually very powerful, before it was just to let you, what about the sword saint, this seat is a force, is it not casually defeated? "

Huh..."

Yu Chen sneered twice, and continued to rub his face, the pain actually didn't hurt much, which scar on his body didn't hurt better than this?

It's just that I don't want to bully this little pink hair....

Lo and behold, this is still screaming, sooner or later you will be taught a lesson!

Fu Xuan's gaze swept around his face a few more times, the smug little expression converged a little, her eyes became drifting, and she suddenly asked, "Does it hurt?" "

It hurts!"

Of course, Yu Chen will not stupidly say that the more miserable the better, it is to let this bad woman know what cruel things she has done to her subordinates!

"Come here... It won't hurt to touch the honza, but you'd better remember not to talk to the honza anymore, you know?

Fu Xuan looked at him seriously, stretched out her white and tender little hand towards Yu Chen, and a red cloud gradually climbed on her face.

Yu Chen was stunned, but she didn't expect her to make this decision.

Hesitated....

Without hesitation at all, he immediately squatted down, looked bitter, and leaned forward with a straight face.

I don't want you to touch, but I have to obey.

In fact, he had already been in his heart, 'spinning and jumping, I closed my eyes...

' Fu Xuan snorted softly as he looked at his 'reluctant' expression, but his hand touched it extremely gently.

I can't remember where the knowledge came from, saying that the contact and touching of the opposite sex can relieve people's pressure and pain, and I don't know if it is useful to get the bottom....

Feel the gentle little hand slowly rubbing on your face, and feel as if some excellent quality silk is floating on it and gently streaking over it.

Warm and soft, her hand seemed to be stuck with some kind of ecstasy, touching it, Yu Chen's tense face relaxed.

His frowning sword eyebrows slowly stretched, and his expression slowly relaxed and became enjoyable.

Fu Xuan looked at his squinted, comfortable look, and his face slowly turned red.

Like a big golden retriever that is only touched by its owner....

It's just that in this slightly ambiguous and warm atmosphere, Yu Chen is not the only one who relaxes his mood.

Fu Xuan touched his face quietly, and his other hand also reached out and quietly and gently placed it on Yu Chen's head.

Yu Chen's body suddenly paused, Fu Xuan's heart tightened instantly, and in an instant, even her breathing forgot to continue, and she waited for his reaction with some nervousness...

After a pause, as if acquiescing, he gently rubbed her hand, and although his eyes were closed, his cold face was visibly red with the naked eye.

But this reaction made Fu Xuan breathe a sigh of relief, and his little hand began to gently rub his head.

It's like really petting a dog....

'Hmph! Let you touch my head, I must touch it back today!

Lord Taibu's face was also flushed, and his little hands kept rubbing Yu Chen's head.

But he didn't resist at all, just squatted there quietly and felt the nephrite-like little hand making trouble on his head.

Normal men are extremely offensive when they are touched on the head by other people, if they are not close to them, they will be very angry, and even have strong self-esteem, even if they are touched by elders, they will not like and disgust.

But for some reason, Fu Xuan's presumptuous behavior, Yu Chen was still done by her as if she didn't feel it, even if his head was crumpled into a chicken nest, he just stayed there quietly....

...

"Ahem... Accidentally messed up..." Fu

Xuan blushed his little face, a little embarrassed to help him smooth his hair, just accidentally played too hi and too engrossed, this time really kneaded into a chicken nest.

You shouldn't be angry, right?

She quietly glanced at Mr. Sword Saint, who lowered his head and couldn't see his face clearly.

"Huh...?"

A lazy and soft voice suddenly hummed out from the depths of Yu Chen's throat, and he looked up at Fu Xuan with a blank expression.

The two looked at each other, and the scene was silent for a while.

This idiot, shouldn't he be asleep?

The corners of Fu Xuan's mouth twitched slightly, feeling that he was really worried just now.

It's just a fool, how can someone touch it and get angry?