Xingtie: After my death, Liuying will understand love.

Chapter 454 Next Stop

"I said."

Inside the train, Fu Xuan sat in front of the bar, staring at the family's decoration team going up and down the second floor to carry out decoration. She felt very uncomfortable in her heart. Why didn't she encounter such a good thing?

Of course, this is not the point. An Ming's room is also on the first floor. After all, she is hundreds of years old, so there is no need for her to compete with a junior like Robin.

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"What's wrong, Sister Xuan'er?" The robin showed a peaceful smile and looked very harmless, but Fu Xuan knew very well that this little bird was actually very treacherous. If one really treated her as an innocent little girl, he would suffer a great loss.

"Where is An Mingren?"

A whole day has passed since the bomb was disarmed. An Ming and San Yue Qi have not been seen, and they have not returned to the train.

Xing, who was holding an iced Sulada, raised her eyebrows, and spoke with a sense of pride that her daughter had grown up. "Of course we have already taken down An Ming in March. Is there any need to ask?"

Where else could Lao Ming be? What else could he do besides that? Xing knew it without even thinking about it, and there was no need to ask.

"Then...what's going on with the guy sleeping on An Ming's bed?" Fu Xuan's mouth twitched slightly. He really couldn't stay on this Starry Sky Train any longer.

From here you can see the little firefly lying in An Ming's bedroom. He is sleeping soundly while hugging An Ming's pillow, with a faint smile on his lips.

"Remembering the bitter and remembering the sweet?"

Xing said calmly, "Master Taibu, you should also familiarize yourself with the daily routine of the Starry Sky Train in the future."

With the little bird joining the camp, the Shura Field will basically become a normal daily routine. It is something that one will have to get used to sooner or later. Anyway, she is very adaptable to it.

Fu Xuan took a sip of sweet tea speechlessly, muttering softly: "How come even March 7th has found the track..." The difficulty of the Shura Field is getting higher and higher. Fortunately, after Pinoconi, the Shura Field has become a thing of the past.

She had hardly eaten any of Xiao An Ming in Pinocchio, and was overtaken by Firefly and Robin on the curve. Now even March Seventh was rushing up with a nitrogen acceleration.

How could Fu Xuan tolerate this? He couldn't tolerate it at all! If An Ming dared to go back to the train, he would not be able to get out of bed the next day.

"The train is ready, just need to confirm the next destination!"

Pam nodded contentedly as she looked at the state of the second floor's renovations, "Passenger Mockingbird, thank you for your contribution to the pioneering cause, Pa."

"The conductor is too kind. Compared to the selfless pioneering spirit of the anonymous passengers, I have only paid a small amount of money."

The robin smiled, and Pam felt like she was about to fly.

Fu Xuanxu narrowed his eyes, his face full of helplessness, "Big star, you have a heavy idol burden."

The robin blinked his eyes, revealing a gentle and sympathetic look. "Sister Fu Xuan's bedroom has also been renovated. I personally selected many divination books and plan to build a study room on the side."

"?!" Fu Xuan blinked in shock, and then said in a somewhat awkward and arrogant tone:

"Thank you, then, Robin."

Lady Taibu's face turned slightly red. Needless to say, she really liked this. In terms of the collection of divination books, the company was the first, and the family was the second.

Xing was covering her mouth and laughing beside him. Fu Xuan was a typical tsundere. Robin's approach was quite correct. He directly and perfectly conquered the tsundere little Taibu, playing to his preferences and grasping the most crucial psychology.

This is the value of the Harmonious Bird!

"I have also prepared a complete set of album masters for Miss March 7, as well as a co-branded record player, which can be installed anytime she returns to the train."

"Of course, we also need Sister Jizi's coffee machine, Mr. Walter's model, Danheng's think tank's new universe update version, and Pam's fully automatic smart mopping machine..."

The robin's words made Fu Xuan blink in shock. It turned out that one could do whatever one wanted with credit points, not to mention that the robin also had the resources of the entire family.

No wonder she saw Walter holding a cool Gundam model in his hands and admiring it lovingly since returning to the train. Damn...is that really the Walter Yang in her impression?

Fu Xuan had the illusion that she was marrying into a wealthy family on the star train. Although she was not short of credit points, she was far from being as wealthy as Robin.

"Forget it, I'll just give An Ming a call."

As soon as Fu Xuan dialed the number, he heard the voice of the imp called by Hua Huo: "Hehe~ The person you are calling is being called by Hua Huo-sama, please call again later~?"

Xing let out a puff and couldn't hold it in, while Fu Xuan gritted his teeth and decided that next time he would use the burning sword of lifelessness to let Hua Huo feel the power of touching the future no matter what!

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The Ferris wheel earlier.

"An Ming...An Ming An Ming," San Yueqi called her lover's name over and over again. The memories of the past and the love of the present blended together, making her unable to control the burning heat in her heart.

Under the romantic fireworks, San Yueqi used her body weight to push An Ming to his seat. Her light pink hair swayed in the wind, and her gentle pink-blue eyes shone between her smooth bangs.

"I love you, so much, more than any of them..."

With his right leg pressed on An Ming's chest, San Yue Qi pressed half of his body on it, and his warm breath expressed the love that was suppressed in his heart.

"March..."

"Shhh."

San Yueqi pressed An Ming's mouth hard with her soft cherry lips, her hands kept groping his chest, her rosy cheeks were as bright as scattered peach petals.

The softness in front of his chest pressed hard against An Ming's chest. San Yueqi felt that his breathing became a little hot, and his cheeks were so hot that they were about to burn.