Starry Sky Railway: The Fishing Sword Master is kept by Fu Xuan

"If you don't let me wash the bowl, I can at least use my hands to make dumplings, right?"

Fu Xuan jumped to the ground, gently bumped into Yu Chen's back, touched his strong abdominal muscles with both hands, and hugged him tightly.

Yu Chen wiped his hands, pulled his wife in front of him, looked down at her for a while, and nodded silently.

Since she really wants to play, then let her do it...

Anyway, making dumplings won't hurt your hands.

Thinking, Mr. Sword Saint played with his wife's little hand and secretly felt that his wife's hand was much thinner and tenderer than dumplings...

The more he touched, the rarer he became. He couldn't help but grab it and kiss it before letting it go.

Fu Xuan's face flushed slightly, and he snorted slightly, but the look in his eyes when he looked at him contained a joy and happiness that could not be hidden no matter what.

Because he bought the dumpling skin directly, he saved the troublesome process of rolling the dough and pressing the skin. He only needed to chop the meat and make a bag.

The process was much easier and simpler, but it also lost some of the fun of cooking.

Yu Chen didn't let her touch the knife, so Fu Xuan had to watch him chop the knife with a residual shadow.

The name of the Sword Saint is not in vain. If we only talk about knife skills, Yu Chen can even be called the best in this Luofu Fairy Boat!

Of course... adding the overall cooking skills is another matter...

But now Yu Chenchen, who has made great progress in cooking skills, is not bad at cooking. At least he can ensure that Fu Xuan eats happily every meal.

Hum~ If the taste is acceptable, plus the ultimate buff of her husband cooking by himself, the little Taibu will certainly be very satisfied!

Da Da Da~

The kitchen knife and the cutting board made a dense sound like raindrops. The piece of meat was moved back and forth by Yu Chen's hands. Fu Xuan could hardly see it clearly, and it became a piece of meat paste.

The meat was slightly tidied with seasonings, and the marinating process was omitted. I don't know if it will taste good.

However, dinner was approaching, and there was no time to catalyze it...

Fu Xuan had rolled up her sleeves, revealing her fair and smooth arms ready to work hard. Her task was...

Making dumplings.

It was not a challenging job at all~

But the enthusiastic Fu Taibu was still playing (crossed out) and having a lot of fun.

With her fingers wet, her nimble and slender hands quickly picked up pieces of dumpling skins and wrapped the big stuffing in them, wrapping each one just right.

Yu Chen leaned on his face and looked at her, looking at his wife's pretty face and her nimble movements, but he didn't go up to do anything more.

Since she mentioned it, she must want to play more, so she should just stay there and give her enough space to play and experience!

Not long after, a big pot of dumplings was wrapped by Fu Xuan.

She breathed a sigh of relief with satisfaction, raised her hand to wipe her face, and a touch of white powder covered her faint smile.

Yu Chen smiled and came forward to wipe the non-existent sweat on her forehead with a tissue, and said softly: "My wife has worked hard~"

"I'm not tired, my husband has worked hard~" She shook her head, raised her little hand with a lot of white flour, and fell into his arms with a smile.

Yu Chen wiped the white flour on her little face, and his eyes were filled with tenderness.

Without too much words, he lowered his head, and Fu Xuan obediently closed his eyes and raised his face to greet him.

A light kiss, not as lingering as a deep kiss, is enough to make people feel warm and sweet.

Boil water in the pot, a full pot, but it is only enough for two people.

There is no way, the stomach of a certain gluttonous sword master is really a bottomless pit, and one meal is equivalent to three adult strong men without any problem.

After boiling, add cold water three times to boil back and forth, and the dumplings are basically cooked.

The sun in the sky had quietly sunk down, leaving only a trace of red hanging in the sky, dyeing it a gorgeous blood color.

After sitting in the yard for a while, Fu Xuan watered the flowers that Yu Chen had planted before, and saw that they were still growing, and he was happy.

The light steps accompanied by the pure white stockings strolled into Yu Chen's heart, and the pink skirt fluttered gently, shaking his mind.

Fu Xuan lay on his chest, raised her face and stretched out her hand to poke the slightly dry lips.

Her watery eyes blinked, and after looking for a while, she saw that he was stunned for a long time, and whispered: "What are you thinking about?"

"Your feet... cough, nothing. Let's eat?" Yu Chen stopped at the brink, and swallowed the half-spoken words forcefully, staring at Fu Xuan with burning eyes, but the firm eyes revealed a faint sense of guilt.

The wise Master Taibu noticed something was wrong with him at first glance and asked suspiciously, "Really?"

"...I'm hungry." He looked away slightly and did not answer directly.

Fu Xuan narrowed his eyes and stood on his tiptoes., staring at Yu Chen's face closely.

The Sword Saint couldn't stand being looked at, so he simply closed his eyes and pretended to be dead.

"Hmph... I'm not blind, I know what you were thinking just now even if I don't calculate." Fu Xuan suddenly relaxed and looked at Yu Chen meaningfully.

Then he blushed again and hummed softly: "Your eyes are almost glued to my legs...

Are you thinking about these things all the time?"

"Not completely, most of the time I just think about you, my wife." Yu Chen was not shy when he saw that his poor disguise was exposed, and gently picked her up and walked into the house.

"I miss you so much~"

"We have been together all the time, how could it be like that... You keep talking nonsense."

Fu Xuan lowered his eyes and reached out to pinch his face.

Yu Chen said, "Every second I'm apart from you is more difficult for me than all the time in my first half of my life combined. Isn't that like thinking about you until the sky darkens?"

"Well... the time we're apart has to be calculated in seconds?"

"I can't help it. I have a disease that makes me feel like I'm going to burst into a konjac if I'm away from my wife. I'm a baby who can't live without my wife at all~" A thousand-year-old old monster shamelessly pretended to be young.

"Pfft, pfft, pfft!" Fu Xuan pouted three times in a row, looking at him unhappily. "Don't set yourself any weird things! Trouble comes from the mouth, don't you know?"

"Well... I was wrong, don't be angry."

Yu Chen immediately gave in.

Fu Xuan straightened his face and looked at him, and said seriously, "I'm not angry, don't admit your mistake!"

"Oh... then..." Yu Chen looked at her, suddenly leaned over and kissed her, and smiled in the blink of an eye.

"Eat dumplings~ I hope your appetite from this morning is still there."

Fu Xuan retorted and sipped his mouth, then said confidently: "It's okay to eat three bowls today!"

So...

"Yu Chen... my stomach is really full... I can't take any more... please..."

Looking at the pitiful Fu Xuanxuan, Yu Chen shook his head, smiled helplessly, and then said: "You can let me help! But you have to feed me with your own mouth~"

"... open your mouth."