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

The light overhead grew brighter, gradually climbing to the peak of the day, and the pendulum in the house was still tirelessly clicking.

Yu Chen gently leaned on Fu Xuan, just touching and not pressing her body up and affecting her work, it seemed that he just wanted to touch her and feel her presence.

Lord Taibu is still seriously burying his head in hard work, fighting for the position of general that he does not know when he will be obtained.

The sword saint looked at the sky outside the window with a demented face, the blue sky and the day, and the weather seemed to be good today.

The teacup on the table was still steaming hot, and it was still warm.

A chirping sound suddenly sounded, and several daring sparrows suddenly broke in and landed on the windowsill.

They looked at each other with the Sword Saint Lord, and the dumb look in their eyes was very similar to him at this time.

Fu Xuan picked up the cup and glanced at him, not feeling the uncomfortable feeling before, and was slightly relieved.

Leaned over her lip and gently pursed it, her good-looking thin eyebrows suddenly frowned, still a little hot, ordinary tea drinkers may like this temperature, but her small mouth is not allowed to accept such a hot thing.

"Whew~"

A small breath of blowing brushed over the tea noodles, bringing ripples.

Yu Chen's startled eyes gradually cleared, and he turned his head in a daze, and he saw the little rune Xuan who was blowing tea.

The small mouth of the tender powder pouted, but it was particularly tempting, like a moist jelly, making people want to swallow it and taste it.

The motionless look that fell on her face made Fu Xuan's face a little hot, she raised her eyes, looked at the eyes full of wisdom, and glared at him lightly, but she lost some strength and more softness.

She looked at Yu Chen a little speechless and asked, "What are you looking at?" "

I was thinking..." Yu

Chen suddenly shut up and did not continue, but took direct action.

He suddenly got up and leaned towards Fu Xuan, who was more than a round or two larger than her, and leaned over with a handle on both sides of the chair.

The fiery masculine aura rushed up, and he raised one leg to press between her legs, his entire upper body pressing forward.

Fu Xuan's heart unconsciously accelerated to beat, the temperature of his warm cheeks gradually rose, and his small pink eyes flashed with worry.

She silently held the cup to cover her face, and asked in a little panic: "You... What do you want? Now it's working hours! The

strength of the voice is slightly insufficient, and the tone is even softer and weaker, without any deterrent.

Yu Chen didn't speak, just slowly approached her, Fu Xuan's eyes trembled, looking at the gradually approaching face, silently closed his eyes and moved the water cup down.

As if entangled for a moment, she bit her lip and whispered, "At least... At least let me put the cup down first, it will be very hot if it spills..."

"Whew~"

At the same time as her voice, there was a blowing sound, and Yu Chen lowered her head with a serious look and blew up at the cup that she had moved to her chest.

Hearing Fu Xuan's words, he was stunned, and looked up at her a little blankly, "What?

Fu Xuan's face changed for a while, she opened her eyes and stared at the face that was close at hand, his breath could be clearly sensed, his breath was like amniotic fluid in her mother's stomach wrapped her, warm and reassuring.

"Nothing... Aren't you going to blow, blow to Honza! Blow hard! The

voice became sharp and cold.

"Oh..." Although

I don't know why she seemed to be a little angry all of a sudden, the Sword Saint Lord obediently pouted and blew the tea.

In short, it is palatable and can be drunk....

It was still the tea brewed by the sparse technique, Fu Xuan felt the faint bitterness in his mouth, looking at the guy who was looking at him with a smile

, the face full of expectation, full of praise of me, really made people wonder whether his age was a thousand years old or ten years old.

It's a little against my will, but....

"Pretty ... It's a bit of a stride. "

Hey, hey... Isn't that, I'm a cow!

Yu Chen laughed stupidly, looking proud.

Fu Xuan looked at his rammed goods, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise slightly, and she pushed away that face with some disgust, "Get up, the honza is going to continue working." "

...

By the time everything was over, it was almost noon.

Xiao Fuxuan straightened up and stretched fiercely, his petite figure stretched tightly so that his clothes were wrapped in a beautiful scenery.

The waist is slender, the lower abdomen is flat, and the dango is quite upturned, but the little rabbit on the chest is a little regrettable.

The long legs wrapped in white silk also straightened up, and the full and solid flesh bulged just right, making people want to kiss Fangze.

Yu Chen, who was so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back, heard her movement and immediately bounced up and turned to look.

"Is this okay to go to dinner?"

Fu Xuan looked at his impatient appearance, and nodded a little speechlessly, "So if you are hungry, go eat first... Everyone went to the cafeteria, and the meals were quite good to listen to Xingxuan.

If you want to go to Liuyun Pavilion, this seat will give you a token, they will treat you as a main seat to entertain when they see it, why do you have to wait until now?

"Because I don't eat it with you, the food tastes nothing, it's very faint... Boring!

Yu Chen pouted his face and whispered.

Fu Xuan was slightly startled and threw a charming and speechless look to him.

This kind of nonsense, she can believe it is really hell.

How?

So, I didn't see that what she ate before didn't taste good, right?

If you don't usually eat with her, you eat the same things as soil, right?

Beware of the fish that worked hard to cook for you!

Hmph, in short, Lord Taibu won't believe it!

Yu Chen blinked his eyes, looking at the slightly hooked corners of his lips, and secretly rejoiced in his heart.

Now that she will drink more, she should not say anything, right?

Hehe, Lord Sword Saint's brain is very smart, and the plan is clear!

...

"Master... Master, don't! Don't leave me!

Jing Yuan suddenly sat up from the bed, his pale yellow eyes glowing with amazing brilliance at this time, and the constantly flashing eyes and the inexplicably encouraging air flow around him plunged the room into an uneasy atmosphere.

He sat on the bed gasping for air, his heart contracted violently and agitated, and the picture of the past flashed in his mind, making him feel as if he was being gripped tightly, extremely suffocated and painful.

"Master..."

Jing Yuan closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled, barely suppressing the panic and the sadness that gradually spread maddened him.

He frowned, scratched his messy hair, and felt a little pain in his brain.

"It's a dream again,"

he muttered, pouring several mouthfuls as he grabbed the teapot next to the bed.

He leaned a little weakly against the head of the bed, looking at the large photo framed in front of him and suddenly stunned again.

There are three people standing in the photo, one with black hair like a waterfall, and his expression is serious, but the look revealed by his eyes obviously indicates that he is not a really solemn person, this is Yu Chen; A silver-haired long curl, holding Yu Chen and laughing heartily, this is himself; The last person stood indifferently beside them, her beautiful figure and that iceberg face revealed a different kind of charm, just... The cold temperament that emanates from the inside out makes it difficult to arouse any closeness.

But Jing Yuan looked at the woman in a trance, his hand climbed up unconsciously, stroking her face, "Master..."

The dry and slightly hoarse voice contained a longing that was so rich that it was suffocating to amaze the world, and the sadness floated outward from the depths of his heart, and finally only turned into a long sigh and dissipated in the world.