Gu Long: Dominating the Martial Arts World Starting from Transmigrating as A Fei

Chapter 144 Luck or Misfortune (Please Subscribe)

As soon as Xingnu finished speaking, her delicate chin was pinched by Afei's hand.

Her head was forcibly turned towards Ah Fei.

The handsome face before me, with its eyebrows like distant mountains and eyes like bright stars, has entered the dreams of countless young girls.

Those nights, she hid under the covers, thinking of that face.

Thinking of the gentle smile he occasionally gave her, her heart pounded like a drum, unable to calm down for a long time.

Now facing it head-on, Xingnu was filled with inner turmoil.

She didn't want to give herself to a irrational guy like Ah Fei.

Ah Fei shouldn't be like this.

He must be that aloof and serene young swordsman.

It must be that gentleman who makes her blush and her heart race with just a slight smile.

It must be the person from her dreams whose flowing robes captivated her as she danced with her sword.

But now a fire is burning in her heart again.

The fire ignited from an unknown depth and spread along the veins of the body.

It almost burned her to ashes.

Xingnu felt Afei's hot breath, heavy and labored like a bellows.

The man before her had transformed into a ravenous wolf, his brows revealing a ferocious expression.

Xingnu felt as if something was burning her slender waist.

Before she could even understand what it meant, Ah Fei had already sealed her lips with his.

The girl's beautiful eyes widened instantly.

Her body stiffened, like a piece of wood, completely at a loss.

Xingnu felt her lips being sucked incessantly, and her sweet saliva was constantly being secreted.

Spiderwebs, like silver and syrup, hang on the wall, weaving silk.

With her hands suspended in mid-air, unsure whether to push them away or let them fall, her slender fingers curled and relaxed repeatedly.

Xingnu felt his breathing become rapid.

At first, she could barely breathe through her nose, but later even that became insufficient, and her pale chest heaved violently.

The things before her eyes gradually became hazy, and her beautiful eyes were filled with misty, shimmering light.

Gao Jiping's expression turned sour for a moment as she looked at the two of them.

She knew that there was one thing she could never compare to this maid.

But then she laughed.

So what if she can't compare? Her merits are far beyond what this lowly maid can match.

She understands men's hearts and knows how to use desire to conquer them.

How could her ambitions and aspirations be confined to the small confines of the bedroom?

Gao Jiping walked forward with a smile, her lotus-like steps light and her skirts moving silently.

She walked to their side, leaned down slightly, and looked at Xingnu with an almost pitying gaze, saying, "Little sister, are you lucky or unlucky right now?"

The voice was light and airy, but it felt like needles pricking Xingnu's ears.

Xingnu's stiff body trembled, and his brows furrowed.

She utterly loathed Gao Jiping, and when she saw the woman approaching, she kicked her.

But Gao Jiping easily caught her limp legs.

Gao Jiping shook her head and smiled, "Sometimes, fortune is misfortune, and misfortune is fortune, so why dwell on it too much?"

"If you can't resist at all, why not try to accept it?"

These words were her helpless choice when she had fought against the injustice of fate countless times.

And it wasn't just said to Star Slave.

Although Ah Fei has lost his mind due to the effects of the drug, she was the one who administered it, so she naturally knows Ah Fei's condition.

Ah Fei is now out of control, but he is still conscious.

Like someone experiencing sleep paralysis, their consciousness remains and their five senses are sharp, but their body feels as if it doesn't belong to them anymore.

Gao Jiping said this to make Xingnu accept the current situation, and also for her own sake.

She wanted Ah Fei to know that she was just like the mistress of a wealthy family.

She wouldn't mind what kind of woman her husband liked.

Not only would they not mind, but they would also encourage him and even personally deliver it to him.

Such a wife is the most desirable to men, and the hardest to let go of.

Gao Jiping wanted Afei to never leave her.

Xingnu was so angry he almost laughed, thinking to himself, "What kind of twisted logic is this?"

Little did she know that because Gao Jiping was an orphan and had never been taught anything, she could only learn the meaning of life through the hardships of life time and time again.

Gao Jiping's sense of right and wrong is very blurred; she doesn't know what is right and what is wrong.

She acts solely on her own likes and dislikes; as long as she can survive, Gao Jiping is willing to accept anything.

If she couldn't find some pleasure in being forced to do something to distract herself from the excruciating pain in her heart, she would have already died in a dark, muddy corner.

Star Slave, who grew up in the "Flower Palace" and developed an arrogant temperament, naturally couldn't understand it at all.

But all she could manage now was a cold snort, as if she were protesting Gao Jiping's fallacies.

But the cold snort sounded more like a coquettish moan.

Gao Jiping left.

She looked out the window.

In the courtyard outside the window, the early spring sun shines brightly on the branches.

When the wind rises, the flowers know their destiny.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew by, and all the flowers on the tree trembled.

The very top blossom on the branch gently unfurled, as if it had finally let go of some burden.

Then came a shower of petals.

The petals swirled and turned, as if trying to grasp something.

A faint fragrance lingered in the air.

The wind stopped, and the petals fluttered down like a sigh.

Beauty only truly fulfills itself in the moment of its withering.

The falling of flowers is not the end; it is a new bloom in another form.

The gentle breeze from just now has, without me noticing, withdrawn its last bit of pity.

Gao Jiping sighed, as if she had returned to the day when she was fourteen years old.

I remember that day; the weather wasn't good.

The world suddenly darkened, as if it were about to collapse.

The rain makes a crisp sound when it falls.

The rain was no longer rain; it was as if the sky had cracked open, and the entire Milky Way had been poured down.

The wind has changed too.

No longer a messenger delivering flowers to distant lands, but a raging beast.

It howled and tore everything apart.

The branches were bent to the ground, making a creaking groan.

The petals, which hadn't even had a chance to fall, were swept into the air and then crashed down, their original shape completely unrecognizable.

The rain poured down like a waterfall, and thousands of water curtains hung under the eaves, which were then blown about by the wind like pieces of torn silk.

The rain was so heavy that the sky and the earth were mixed together, making it impossible to distinguish up from down from left from right.

Raindrops pounded on the ground, splashing water droplets that clung to the petals, weighing them down and preventing them from lifting their heads.

Rainwater rushed into the house like a torrent.

Before long, there wasn't a single dry spot left in the room.

The ground was a mess, with withered flowers and broken branches, and mud and water flowing everywhere.

Those petals that once fell gracefully now lie broken in the mud, never to be pieced back together to bring back a spring.

The house needs to be cleaned and tidied.

Otherwise, with water stains everywhere, damp bedding will make it very uncomfortable to sleep in.

Gao Jiping sighed softly.

She smiled, her clothes already off, her voluptuous body bathed in the golden light of the setting sun.

Xingnu was still too young and frail.

Gao Jiping secretly sighed with relief.

Fortunately, Star Slave suddenly appeared.

Because neither she nor Xingnu could survive alone today.

This little maid had saved her life, so of course she couldn't let Xingnu perish.