The Fragrant Wood Swordsman
pk 05 part 6

Keng Hong received the urn, looked in admiration then asked, "Where is the cup?"

"Hi-hik-hik! Keng Hong, you're always on your coppers looking for a cup. Are you worried about being poisoned? Ahh, do not be afraid, sumoi forever do not want to mess with poison, besides all kinds of poison if put in the heirloom jar then the effect will disappear." Cui Im laughed mockingly until Keng Hong's face turned red once.

He only held the jar and did not drink, waiting until the lady before him finished his bread. Biauw Eng also did not care that the young man had not yet drunk from the urn.

"You drink first, Miss Biauw Eng." he said.

This lady's attitude made Keng Hong not dare to say her name just like that, but put the title of miss in front of her. This lady behaved like a princess of the palace, so delicate, haughty yet cold.

Biauw Eng did not answer, but received the jar, then opened the lid and lifted the jar over his face which was raised, and poured water from the crushing jar into his breezy mouth.

Keng Hong gulped, not at all because he saw people drinking or saw the water that was very clear and fresh entering the mouth of people, but seeing the mouth that excites. An open mouth, white teeth appear, a red tapered tongue that moves at the fall of clear water. Looking at the fresh reddish oral cavity, which was imagining the moment of awareness as well as enjoyment, Keng Hong silently shuddered and did not know where this feeling had come from ever since he fell down by the temptation of Cui Im's romance.

After the girl handed the jar to him, then he realized and quickly received the jar. But before he drank the water, he remembered Cui Im. Keng Hong during his time in Kun-lun-pai studied manners, manners and had read many books, hence the nature of manners had actually seeped in his heart.

Now remember that Cui Im has not been drinking, even though he was now fed up with the girl after he knew her vile disposition and that the very friendly persuasion of that night did not arise from the heart of love but as a means of persuading only, he said, but he felt bad if he had to get ahead of the girl to drink the water.

"You drink first" he said, handing over the urn.

Cui Im who was sitting at the front, twisted his body while looking at Keng Hong with flirtatious eyes, then received the urn and continued to gulp it down like his sumoi had done earlier. Then he returned the urn to Keng Hong and when the young man received it, for a moment Cui Im stroked the young man's hand and pinched his arm meaningfully while chuckling.

Keng Hong quickly pulled the hand and the urn while glancing at Biauw Eng. But this girl was silent and did not move, as if she did not see or did not care about her sacred insignificance. Keng Hong dispelled his clumsy taste by chugging the water from inside the urn and he was in awe.

The dried bread was very tasty, savory and rather sweet, smelling delicious. But this water is even more delicious. It tastes normal water, but contains the fragrance of apples and is very cool and fresh. Without speaking he took the urn to Biauw Eng who immediately kept it back and said Biauw Eng,

After saying so, the white-clothed lady threw her back, then buried her eyes. His breathing became slower until it finally seemed like he was not breathing anymore. Know Keng Hong that this lady again has trained herself with the semedhi and science of Pi-khi Hoan-hiat.

He looked in admiration. After the eyes were closed, the eyelashes look docked and long black flickering. Keng Hong's heart was pounding fast and he quickly suppressed this feeling. To fight the tempest of his heart in the face of this amazingly beautiful lady, he closed his eyes gathering energy.

Wh-wh-what for? To break free when opportunity arises, he thought. If he's been following this lady until he meets Lam-hai Sin-ni. However, after dealing with Lam-hai Sin-ni, how could he possibly break free? While Miss Biauw Eng this alone has been so clever and can not beat him, what else is his mother!

Keng Hong secretly shuddered in horror, but he had promised to return the favor, only to break free. His heart settled back and Keng Hong was soon ‘pulas’ in his seminary even though the car went through an uneven road and shook violently.

Until nightfall, there were no more obstacles on the way. The train was stopped on a mountain with many caves of stone. After eating the rabbit meat caught by Cui Im and drinking mountain water, they mengaso outside the carriage, inside a rather large cave not far from it.

Cui Im was already sitting close to Keng Hong, his hands had already begun to sway Keng Hong's body while his mouth whispered seducing words, sometimes just making a sound like a cat fishing for a caress.

However, Keng Hong did not care about it, even becoming very anxious. He felt awkward and embarrassed because this girl shamelessly invited him to play love in front of Biauw Eng! There was also the white-clothed girl sitting cross-legged and as if she had not seen it all, not hearing the whimpering and begging voice that came out of her holy mouth.

"Cui Im, why can't you shut up? Don't bother me!" finally Keng Hong said softly and shook Cui Im's hand.

"Aihh, why have you changed, Keng Hong? After being in front of a sumoi that was much prettier than me, you pretended not to know.. hi-hi-hik, do you remember that friendly night? Still felt by me, Keng Hong. ahhh..."

"Cui Im, shut up!" Keng Hong snapped, a little loud from anger.

Now he was very sorry why that night he wanted to serve this girl. His first experience he just drifted away with a depraved moral girl like this. What if Cui Im really loves him, he will not regret because he only wants to follow in the footsteps of his teacher, serving the love of every woman he likes. And he did like Cui Im like his love for everything beautiful.

If only Cui Im had not used his attractiveness as a woman just to persuade her, if Cui Im did not fake his love, of course he would have forever remembered his experience with Cui Im as a sweet memory.