OBS Chapter 323 Shameless
Chapter 323 Shameless
He Yifei stood up and said heavily, "Yes, I know."
Chao Bufan smiled slightly and joked, "Yifei, I've helped you like this, how are you going to thank me?"
Upon hearing this, He Yifei quickly lowered her head and whispered, "Young master, what would you like me to thank you with?"
"Oh, so what can you possibly give me in return?" Chao Bufan pretended to be deep in thought, pondered for a few seconds, then crossed his arms in front of his chest and said, "How about you thank me with your entire life's happiness!"
Upon hearing this, He Yifei asked in surprise, "Young master, can happiness be offered up?"
"This..." Chao Bufan was speechless for a moment, then laughed and said, "Of course."
"But the problem is, I don't know how to give you happiness."
“…?” Chao Bufan almost fainted, and said, “Alright, alright, I’m not kidding you anymore. What I mean is, from today onwards, you are my woman.”
As he spoke, Chao Bufan gently pinched He Yifei's chest.
"Oh!" He Yifei was startled and quickly took a step back, saying shyly, "Young master, you're so naughty!"
"Hehe, women don't love men who aren't a little bad, you know?"
As he spoke, he gently pinched her cheek again and said, "Go take a shower, wait for me."
After saying that, he turned and left. He Yifei knew perfectly well what Chao Bufan meant by "wait for me." She stood there blankly, her heart pounding wildly. However, she felt a strange mix of worry, fear, anticipation, and excitement.
"Am I really going to lose my virginity to him?" She bit her lip, asking herself. She felt lost. She didn't know what to do. She had to obey her master's words and do whatever he asked, even if it meant giving him her body without hesitation. But she didn't even know what her feelings for her master were. It wasn't love, nor dislike. It was like wanting to get close but not daring to, as if there was an invisible and intangible net between them, and that net was precisely a network of relationships.
One was her master, and the other her grand-disciple. It was because of this relationship that He Yifei dared not cross the line, nor did she dare to think any deeper. Of course, Chao Bufan didn't think that way. What he wanted, he would get, and no one could escape him.
In today's society, every girl is realistic. When looking for a partner, the first thing they look at is whether you own a house, a car, and have a bank account before considering anything else. Even if you're missing an arm or a leg, as long as you have money, you'll be the object of girls' scramble. As someone once said: "I'd rather cry in a BMW than laugh on a bicycle."
A very realistic statement, reflecting a very realistic society.
Of course, love can exist even in the realm of material comforts, but how many girls can consistently maintain that commitment? And how many can resist the allure of money and luxury?
For someone like He Yifei, who is different, strength is everything. There are quite a few girls in the eight major cultivation families, and their standards for judging people are no different. They are interested in the stronger boys in the families. Strong boys are often their favorites, especially the outstanding ones in the families, who are even more sought after.
Therefore, being able to gain such extraordinary favor is both her good fortune and their destiny.
He Yifei stood blankly in the room, her confused mind like a deer running wildly across the plains, so much so that she was completely unaware that Chao Bufan had just finished showering and was standing in front of her in his underwear.
Seeing her standing there blankly, Chao Bufan asked in confusion, "Yifei, what are you doing?"
He Yifei snapped out of her daze, smiled slightly, and said, "No, it's nothing." But when she saw Chao Bufan standing in front of her wearing only his underwear, she screamed "Ah!" and quickly turned around, covering her face with her hands, panicking, "Young Master, how could you do this!"
"What's wrong with me?" Chao Bufan asked, looking confused.
"Why aren't you wearing any clothes?!"
Chao Bufan looked completely bewildered and said, "I was dressed!"
"You still have the nerve to say that! Look at you, so shameless, um, so embarrassing!"
Chao Bufan suddenly realized that it would be strange if a girl like He Yifei, who rarely left the house, wasn't conservative. He quickly chuckled and said, "Oh, what's wrong with that? We boys usually do this after taking a shower, wearing just shorts to keep cool."
"Young master, could you please put your clothes on?"
"We're about to go to sleep, why are you getting dressed!" Chao Bufan said, suddenly hugging He Yifei from behind.
"Ah!" He Yifei exclaimed in surprise, and quickly said, "Young master, what are you doing? Quick, let go!"
"Hehe, Yifei, didn't you say you would give me your happiness? Then I want it now." With that, he picked up He Yifei and walked towards the bed.
"Sir, you..."
He Yifei panicked. Struggling was one thing, not struggling was another, cursing was one thing, not cursing was another. However, before He Yifei could finish speaking, Chao Bufan pounced on her like a hungry wolf.
In the middle of the night, Chao Bufan sat by the window smoking, looking preoccupied, while He Yifei lay half-reclined against the headboard. The room was quiet and the lights were off.
Outside the window, the moonlight was alluring, and the pure moonlight shone in, casting a long, unconventional shadow.
In the courtyard, a few unidentified insects chirped intermittently, making the silence all the more palpable.
If sunlight embodies a masculine beauty, then moonlight embodies a feminine beauty.
Because it is simple and understated, bright yet subtle, ethereal yet substantial, it evokes a gentle warmth, a lingering sense of tranquility, and an indescribable sense of peace.
If you appreciate the moonlight with a tranquil mind, the moonlight is pouring forth. It pours forth purity and austerity, it pours forth an elegant charm, it pours forth the leisurely feeling of "the pure moonlight shining brightly, the Milky Way reflecting its image, clear inside and out."
If you look at the moonlight with a detached mind, the moonlight seems to drift. It drifts with purity and tranquility, with serenity and vastness, and evokes the poignant feeling of "raising a cup to invite the bright moon, making three with my shadow."
If you listen to the moonlight with a tranquil mind, the moonlight will be shining down. It will be serene, it will be bright, and it will bring you the true charm of "the river and sky are one color, without a speck of dust, the bright moon hangs alone in the sky".
The beauty of the moonlight is multifaceted. It possesses a gentle, tranquil, and serene beauty in its character; a graceful, charming, and radiant beauty in its appearance; a light, shy, and ethereal beauty in its demeanor; a simple, elegant, and understated beauty in its attire; a fresh, subtle, and lively beauty in its mood; and a harmonious, congenial, and peaceful beauty in its atmosphere. Truly, beauty is everywhere, and its wonder is boundless.