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

"Honza just didn't wake up, nothing happened."

Fu Xuan took a sip of the cup, and then quickly frowned.

"Hot~"

"Is it still hot?" What a kitten tongue... Come, I'll blow for you.

Yu Chen hugged her from behind, gently massaging her little belly, and approached the cup and puffed out her mouth.

"Whew~"

Fu Xuan's little face was gently scraped by the breath he blew out, and instead of cooling down, it became hotter and hotter.

She looked at the face that was close at hand, and suddenly found that there was an extra layer of black stubble at the perfect jawline.

She easily opened a hand and touched it, hard and a little prickly, quite a wonderful feeling.

Bearded eh! It's amazing, she didn't!

"Is this going to be scraped?"

Fu Xuan played with his chin with his small face, always feeling that the thorn tickling felt very interesting.

Yu Chen stopped blowing and suddenly lowered his head and rubbed her face with his chin.

"Hmm...! Prick people!

Fu Xuan instantly wrinkled his little face and struggled, and the cup held in his hand was unstable for a while, but fortunately, Yu Chen reached out in time to put it back on the table, so as not to stage a wet temptation.

"Didn't you just have fun?"

Yu Chen happily let her go, no way, it's too cute, and she is still struggling like this in her arms, a little southern mussel.

"No...!"

Fu Xuan glared at him and touched the delicate little face that had just been rubbed hard, and she now seriously suspected that there were already a few more red marks on her face.

Yu Chen looked at her and still smiled, "If you like it, I can stay longer~"

Fu Xuan's mind suddenly appeared the scene when he first met him...

"Don't be decadent uncle, let's scrape it off!"

Her heart instantly made a decision, although that look was quite tasteful, it was really better now!

Fu Xuan glanced at Yu Chen again, and then nodded in approval.

"I'm going to be sad... What is a decadent uncle? Yu

Chen's hand around her waist tightened a little, and his eyes came closer to stare at Xiao Fuxuan and asked.

Fu Xuan hummed, "Isn't your appearance when you first came out of the customs a decadent uncle!"

"What's that exaggerated?"

Yu Chen pouted a little dissatisfied, and then touched his chin, slightly imagining what he looked like at that time.

Well... Sure enough, it's still so handsome!

"So, can you put the honza down? It's really nothing... It's a shame to look like a child!

Fu Xuan suddenly spoke up, his tone was a little dry, and his face was a little rosy.

"Nope!"

Yu Chenguo refused, and there was no room for turning around in his tone.

"Why?"

Fu Xuan pouted and asked, his little nose wrinkled slightly, and his expression was a little dissatisfied.

Yu Chen glanced at her and said lightly: "Because now I want to hold you, and

the matter of you saying that you are okay remains to be discussed..."

Obviously just looked uncomfortable!

"I was... Didn't wake up! Fu Xuan retorted, then glared at him and whispered, "Villain!

"You scold casually, I just won't let it go anyway!"

Lord Sword Saint looked like a dead pig was not afraid of boiling water, picked up the cup again, took a sip, and then handed it to Fu Xuan's mouth.

"Now it's okay, if you dry it again, it will be cold, and your stomach will hurt again later!"

Fu Xuan took it with a small pout and drank it slowly.

The warm heat flow entered the abdomen, and the body was indeed a lot more comfortable at once.

And he kept massaging, relaxed and comfortable, she didn't look at Yu Chen's face, hummed softly, and wanted to make herself unhappy.

It's just that her body is hugged by him, and she can't escape no matter what, so she can only lean on his body with peace of mind and feel his warmth.

Originally, my lower abdomen was faintly painful, but now I still feel it, but it is much better.

She frowned and thought, she shouldn't have eaten anything bad recently...

It must have been a little cold yesterday, after all, it was not yet that day....

Fu Xuan's mind was slightly stuck, she squinted, pinched her fingers and calculated....

Water yin, with a faint blood color, flower....

"Oh..." "

What's wrong?"

Yu Chen listened to her weak sigh and asked softly.

"It's nothing

..." Fu Xuan's voice paused slightly, and then glanced at

him, but found that he was looking at him faintly, so he had to helplessly explain, "I know why I'm uncomfortable..."

Yu Chen blinked, and then asked: "In this case, do you want to see a doctor?"

"No need, it didn't hurt too much, it will be fine in a few days..."

Fu Xuan's tone was a little low, because the day didn't know why it was a little earlier...

"Oh..." Yu Chen blinked, looking at the little face with a trace of tiredness, and his heart suddenly froze.

He suddenly seemed to know why...

"It really doesn't hurt, does it?"

His voice unconsciously lowered and became more and more gentle.

"It's okay!"

The irritable emotions in his heart gradually accumulated, and Fu Xuan subconsciously shouted, his tone a little rushed.

Immediately after that, her nose soured, and she regretted it again, and the guilt in her heart rippled.

She quietly looked up, a little worried that she would break his heart.

"Isn't it..."

"Fu Xuan, you can't say this to me either~"

Yu Chen interrupted her chanting, and the love hidden in her deep eyes fell quietly on her body.

"Whether it's scolding me, hitting me... As long as Fu Xuan's words, even if you plunge your sword into my heart, I won't hide!"

"Don't say such things!"

Fu Xuan pursed her small mouth and stared at him, looking at the face that was looking at her tenderly, the strange sourness in her heart gradually flourished

, her big eyes gradually shimmered, biting her lip as if she wanted to endure, but the more she looked at him, the more she couldn't help it. The feeling of guilt also gradually intensified.

Why is he so nice to himself....

"What's wrong? So it still hurts?

Yu Chen looked at her expression staring at her with tears in tears, and her mood suddenly became nervous.

Why do you have tears when you look at it?

"I want you to hold me..."

she whispered suddenly, her voice trembling.

"I'm holding

it, it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt..." Yu

Chen thought that her body was uncomfortable, so she rubbed her hands, made it hot and then pasted it on her little belly, trying to bring her more warmth.

His brows furrowed slightly, and he looked at Fu Xuan's small expression, and his heart became more and more unpleasant.

"I don't want to hold you like this, I want to hold you too..."

Fu Xuan continued to look at him and spoke, his small mouth pouting, his expression aggrieved.