Xingtie: After my death, Liuying will understand love.

Chapter 197 You came at the right time

Fu Xuan doesn't like sleeping.

People who are familiar with Fu Xuan will know that Master Taibu seldom goes home to rest, and often sleeps at his desk in the Taibusi late at night.

Every morning when Qingque came to Taibusi to practice sword, he would see Fu Xuan sleeping on the table. Even in his dreams, his brows were tightly furrowed, as if the hand of nightmare was tightly grasping his throat. The suffocating nightmare never let Fu Xuan go.

As long as she fell asleep, the nightmares from the past would follow her like a shadow, never letting her go.

As if to punish her for her past sins.

The weird vines would pull her into the endless abyss every late night, and the rich whispers would constantly criticize her past choices.

Fu Xuan hates dreaming, and can't even hug his lover in his dreams.

How sad.

Every time she wanted to touch him, An Ming in her dream would be swallowed by the vines, staring at her with his scarlet eyes, and Wu Ye would pierce her chest.

"Why are you still alive?"

"—!"

Fu Xuan was panting heavily, his whole body was covered with fine beads of sweat, and the hair on his forehead was wet and stuck to his cheeks.

Outside the window, the melodious sound of birds singing could be heard, and the bright sunshine shone through the curtains blown by the breeze and fell between Fu Xuan's pupils.

Strange...no dreams.

She lowered her head in a daze, looking at the source of the warmth - An Ming was holding her hand tightly, never letting go even in his sleep.

That hand is so warm and never changes.

Fu Xuan smiled knowingly, took An Ming's hand and placed it against his chest, feeling the warmth gradually spreading.

"Hmm... where did this brick come from? It's so soft?" An Ming opened half of his eye in a daze and subconsciously found that there was something wrong with the touch.

Why is the wall of Xuan'er's bedroom so flat and soft? What kind of wall tile is this?

His gaze finally stopped on Fu Xuan's gentle smile, but why did that smile seem to carry some murderous intent?

An Ming silently lowered his head and took a closer look at what was in his hand.

At that time, the hand was only 0.01 centimeters away from Fu Xuan's chest, but An Ming knew very well that he would die on Master Taibu's bed in the next second.

An Ming instantly became sober, and with his right hand he pushed Fu Xuan back onto the bed, "Xuan'er, I want this night to last longer."

Fu Xuan: “Haha.”

"Xuan'er, have you forgiven me?"

"Well, I'm going to kill you."

Fu Xuan smiled sweetly, and the next second, her round little feet like white jade emerged like a peerless divine weapon, kicking An Ming to the door.

Qingque, who was holding the hot porridge, exclaimed "Huh!", took a half step back, looked at the obvious footprints on half of his master's face, and fell silent.

"I'm sorry, I came at the wrong time."

Qingque apologized at the speed of light, although he didn't know what he did wrong.

I was originally worried that Master Fu Xuan needed energy replenishment, but now it seems that it is better for Master to drink the porridge.

An Ming covered his face and hissed. It was mainly because he was a little dazed after just waking up. Besides...it was small and cute, which was also an advantage.

Why did Xuan Er react so strongly...

An Ming naturally didn't know that Fu Taibu had already had a fever due to the irritation of fireflies and robins. It didn't matter whether An Ming cared or not, the main thing was that Fu Xuan cared a lot.

"It's okay, you came at the right time," An Ming coughed dryly, feeling like crying but unable to cry. He didn't get much rest last night and he still had to go through the main line today.

Can Ah Xing show some courage? When can he lie down and go through the main storyline?

"Eh?!"

Qingque took a few steps back in shock, glanced weakly at Fu Xuan lying on the bed in the room behind him, and muttered softly: "Master, I think you want to detonate the Luofu small nuclear bomb."

"What are you thinking about?" An Ming took the porridge from Qing Que's hand, "I have a task for you."

"What are you two talking about!"

There was still a slight blush on Fu Xuan's cheeks. He was now wearing pajamas, hiding his charming body from last night.

Thinking of this, An Ming couldn't help but sigh that the immortal species was really powerful. It could be said that it was exactly the same as what he remembered.

"Master Fu Xuan, didn't you say you were going to the Qiongguan Formation?" Qingque said innocently, "There's some trouble over there... Fortunately, Luofu is in chaos right now, and the general doesn't have time to take care of you."

"Hmph, that's a joke."

Fu Xuan fixed his hair, raised his little face and said, "The Qiongguan Formation is able to operate perfectly only because of me. There is no reason to prohibit me from doing so."

The situation in Luofu is chaotic now. Even if Jing Yuan wants to deal with her, he has to wait until the internal situation is stabilized.

Otherwise, adding opponents and splitting Luofu internally is not a good option at this time.

This was naturally Fu Xuan's conspiracy. The existence of the star core bought her time to continue to move freely in Luofu. Before resolving the explosion of the star core, Jing Yuan naturally had no time to care about her.

"Yes, yes, yes, Lord Fu Xuan is the best!" Qingque smiled and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Fu Xuan's mood had improved. Ever since returning to Luofu, she found that Fu Xuan's temper was becoming more and more unpredictable.

Master is so powerful that he can govern Lord Fu Xuan so well. Uh... Qingque glanced at the footprints on An Ming's left cheek and silently took back his previous words.

At first glance at my master, I determined that he was a pure henpecked husband.

"What are you standing there for? Come and have breakfast," Fu Xuan kissed An Ming's cheek gently, then looked at Qing Que, "You should come too. We have some things to arrange."

Qingque: "?"

This isn't right. She is sandwiched between Fu Xuan and An Ming. Does the price she has to pay is to bear double the task KPI?

Then who will compensate her for the lost time she spent slacking off?

Qingque felt that this was his last breakfast, and after eating it he would say goodbye to his pleasant life of slacking off.

In front of the dining table.

An Ming picked up his phone and glanced at the screen casually. When he was about to say good morning to Liuying, he saw a new conversation window.

Feeling guilty, An Jian first glanced at Fu Xuan opposite him, and only continued to look at the screen after seeing that she was drinking porridge.

Just at this moment.

An Ming's fair little hands pinched the screen, and he instantly broke out in a sweat.

No buddy, you only have one flash in your lifetime, you can’t use it in a place like this!

Fu Xuan raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "Have you forgotten that I am Taibu?" How could such a small action escape the observation of the Dharma Eye.

An Ming pulled the phone back inch by inch, frantically thinking of a solution in his mind.

Who knew that Robin would suddenly accept the friend request at this time? An Ming pretended to be calm and said, "We are just online friends."

"I understand. It's just a dream, right?" Fu Xuan said with a teasing smile. He let go of the phone, raised his left leg slightly and said:

"So, you also know that she came to Luofu?"

"she?"

An Ming was a little confused when he heard this, but Fu Xuan just sneered.

"I don't know who that is, you'd better know it yourself," Fu Xuan reminded An Ming implicitly in a way that avoided restrictions.