As the night deepened, the two drunken people had already fallen asleep.

Fu Xuan gently put Yu Chen down and let him rest on his thighs.

He subconsciously rubbed the soft legs wrapped in white silk, and the faint fragrance lingered in his nose.

Fu Xuan's face was slightly flushed.

There was a faint smell of alcohol in his breath, and his loose black hair was as deep as ink.

Fu Xuan gently rubbed his head, and the hair flowed out through the gaps between his fingers. Her eyes gradually became unfocused.

Her eyes fell on the sleeping face, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

The Sword Master's expression was unusually peaceful, and he was very relaxed, as if he had let down all his defenses against her.

That handsome face looked adorable at this moment...

Jing Yuan snored against the wall, with a little crystal in the corners of his eyes.

In comparison, Yu Chen slept much more peacefully, and his slight snoring was not disturbing.

Fu Xuan smiled and gently pinched his face. Yu Chen frowned slightly, hummed, and suddenly turned over, facing Lin's belly and buried his face in it.

"Hmm..."

He reached out and hugged Fu Xuan's waist, rubbed her belly gently with his head, whimpered, and then continued to sleep peacefully.

Fu Xuan's whole body was stiff, feeling the numbness and warm breath coming from his belly, and his face gradually became rosy.

Looking down at the peaceful guy, she bit her lips lightly, her twinkling eyes were filled with pink shyness, and a different kind of tenderness and sweetness gently fell on his face.

"Really... annoying..."

The subtle and gentle voice contained affection, the irrelevant words, the girl's heart hidden in shyness and warmth...

Fu Xuan looked at him quietly, pursed his lips and smiled lightly, and gently stroked his head with his hands, and time passed slowly...

...

"Sir, it's almost Chou time..."

Listening to the staff's time announcement, Fu Xuan yawned unconsciously.

She usually went to bed at this time, but today it was already this time without her noticing.

The guy lying on her legs was sleeping soundly with his face buried in her arms. Fu Xuan turned his head and looked at a general sleeping alone in the corner on the other side of the room.

He was also sleeping soundly, with no intention of waking up.

"Alas..."

The little Taibu sighed softly. Liuyun Pavilion was good in every way except that there was no place for guests to stay overnight.

Jingyuan let him do whatever he wanted. It didn't matter if he lay here for a night, but the thing she was holding...

If she was to use it as a pillow for a night, she would have to give up her legs...

Besides, she hadn't taken a shower yet. Master Fu Xuan, who saw the neatness of the room as a sharp contrast to her own neatness, couldn't stand her sleeping with this strange smell.

She couldn't bear to see this drunk guy lying like this for a night...

So, although his sleeping face was quite cute, he still had to wake him up...

"Go get him a bowl of sobering soup and give it to him. We'll go back. As for the general...

Cover him with a blanket, and then you go to rest. It's okay for the general to leave this."

Fu Xuan whispered a few words, and the employee lady went back to get the sobering soup, and she looked down at Yu Chen.

Looking at his peaceful expression, her eyes became tangled, and she was a little reluctant to wake him up...

"Don't blame me... Who made you fall asleep here..."

She murmured to herself as if to comfort herself, and then gently stroked his head with her hand.

"Wake up, stupid drunkard~"

But the soft voice and gentle touch made it difficult to tell whether it was to wake him up or to coax him to sleep.

Yu Chen's expression became more peaceful. He seemed to have a dream because of hearing Fu Xuan's voice. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly. He turned his head and buried his face completely in her soft belly, smelling the fragrance of the girl and continuing to sleep.

Ba Shi~

The employee who came in with the soup happened to see this scene. She put the soup in front of Fu Xuan with her eyes and nose, and then walked to Jing Yuan with the blanket hanging on her arm as if she didn't see anything and covered him.

Fu Xuan watched the employee who looked indifferent finish all this, then he responded to her softly and retreated.

Her ears gradually became hot, and a layer of blush gradually spread on her fair and delicate face.

Fu Xuan gritted his teeth, and his eyes became more and more shy.

"Idiot, get up!"

She raised her hand high and quickly dropped it, as if she was going to slap him hard...

She gently touched his face, and then pinched his nose.

Breathing gradually became difficult,

So, the sleeping Sword Saint opened his mouth and continued to sleep while breathing.

Fu Xuan's mouth twitched slightly, and he covered his face with both hands, as if he was going to suffocate him.

Yu Chen finally struggled out of the dream of his sweet and soft belly. He opened his heavy eyelids with difficulty and saw the Master Taibu who was trying to suffocate him...

"Mmmmm...!"

Having difficulty breathing, Yu Chen shook his head and struggled gently.

Fu Xuan finally let go of her hand. Her face flushed slightly, and she snorted softly, "Finally you woke up. It was really hard to wake you up!"

"Fu Xuan..."

Yu Chen panted, looking at the cute little face that was still delicate at the angle of death and said, "Are you planning to murder your husband?"

"What husband? If you keep talking nonsense, I'll sew your mouth shut with a needle!"

The redness on her face deepened.

"That won't work. You have to sew it shut with something else..."

Yu Chen looked at her with a smile, his eyes fell on the delicate little mouth, implying something.

Fu Xuan's face became more and more rosy, and Yu Chen smiled more and more happily, so...

It's really too cute~

He couldn't help but hugged little Fu Xuan again, rubbing his head against her frantically.

"You're so cute that I'm going to die~"

"Don't talk about death!"

Fu Xuan's face froze slightly, and she frowned and picked out the glaring word in his words.

"Hehe..."

Yu Chen rested his head on the soft and warm thigh, looking at her tenderly. He reached out and touched the warm little face, and whispered,

"Okay, I won't say anything~"

Fu Xuan pursed his lips and stared at him for a long time, until he was a little shy at the eyes that did not hide his love, and then turned his eyes away.

"Hurry up, I asked someone to make you a bowl of hangover soup, drink it quickly and go back to wash and sleep...

I'm almost sleepy!"

"Okay~ I'll listen to you."

The indecisive Sword Saint responded, and finally felt the softness on his head, rubbed her belly and took a deep breath, and then reluctantly sat up, but his head was still a little dizzy...

Yu Chen held his head and frowned slightly, and he was really a little dizzy when he stood up.

The wine was good quality, and it was really strong...

In the next moment, a small hand held his waist and gently supported him,

"Are you okay...? Drink the soup quickly, it should be better!"

Yu Chen turned his head and saw that Fu Xuan's face was still slightly flushed. She was definitely a little shy, but the concern in her eyes could not be concealed.

"My hands are weak, I can't hold the bowl~"

His tone softened, and he leaned towards Fu Xuan like a spoiled child.

"..."

Fu Xuan hugged him, supported his heavy body, looked at the eyes that looked at her faintly, and sighed.

He was obviously a sword master... How come he became a clingy and spoiled big dog when he met her?

"Drink it quickly, and then go back..."

Her face was slightly red, and her eyes showed a faint helplessness, but her hand still picked up the bowl and brought it to his lips.

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