Mujer fatal - Capítulo 56
Many people arrived in the capital one after another, and the traffic on the streets was several times that of usual.
"The abbot of Shaolin Temple has arrived."
"The Kunlun Sect Leader has arrived."
"The Wudang Sect Leader has arrived."
...
Outside the door, voices rose and fell, and the names of heroes and valiant men came one after another. Pang Wan pulled his collar tighter, looking somewhat nervous.
"Don't panic, young lady. We've all seen the effort you've put in these past few days. You're definitely more skilled than anyone else." The dancer in charge of dressing up smiled gently. "Since you've been chosen by the leader, you should have confidence in yourself."
Pang Wan smiled shyly and did not reply.
Actually, she was quite confident in her dancing skills; her only fear was that she wouldn't dance as well as Sang Chan.
Just as I was lost in thought, the door suddenly creaked open, and soft, rustling footsteps approached from behind.
Pang Wan saw the person in the mirror and unconsciously pursed her lips.
The geisha left without uttering a sound, showing great tact.
Gu Xiju gazed at the person in the mirror and couldn't help but secretly admire them.
The young girl sat quietly at the table, her neck slender and fair, her face rosy and radiant, her almond-shaped eyes clear and bright, her eyelashes fluttering like butterfly wings, and the red plum blossom she had specially chosen between her eyebrows made her look like a delicate flower in full bloom, exuding an indescribable charm.
It seemed as if it was waiting for someone to take pity on it.
As he thought this, he couldn't help but reach out and pull her into his arms.
Pang Wan was surprised that Gu Xiju would be so reckless today, but she still obediently nestled against his chest.
As soon as he leaned against her, he noticed that Gu Xiju's heart was beating faster than usual.
"What's wrong with you?" She looked up at him, puzzled.
With a soft, delicate body in his arms, her warm and fragrant scent filling his heart and soul, Gu Xiju gazed into the girl's misty, watery eyes and felt his throat tighten.
"Are you all done with your hair and makeup?" He put his arm around her, his voice a little hoarse.
Pang Wan blinked and pouted her petal-like pink lips at him: "There's still some rouge left here." She then turned around, a little embarrassed, to get the rouge box from the table.
Unexpectedly, someone beat them to it.
"I'll do it." Gu Xiju picked up the small cosmetic box and turned her body back around.
Before Pang Wan could refuse, his slightly rough fingertips were already coated with delicate red rouge, slowly caressing and tracing her lips.
Pang Wan was both surprised and flustered. She lowered her eyelashes, not daring to look at him, her face flushed as if she were drunk.
Seeing her adorable appearance, Gu Xiju's eyes darkened instantly, and he lowered his head to kiss her lips.
Pang Wan never expected him to kiss her suddenly, and couldn't help but let out a soft gasp. This gave Gu Xiju an opportunity, and his tongue immediately began to penetrate and conquer her.
The kiss lasted a long time, from gentle at the beginning to wild later. Pang Wan endured it weakly and helplessly until her lips were swollen and her tongue was numb, and even her breathing became difficult.
Noticing her unusual behavior, Gu Xiju finally stopped what he was doing, but his large hand still held her tightly.
"Take a breath," he gently reminded her, his eyes lowered.
Pang Wan then took a deep breath, her full chest heaving, her eyes shimmering with tears.
Gu Xiju sighed inwardly and leaned down to peck her face again.
"Leader, the young lady's clothes have arrived." The cold voice of the maid A rang out from outside the door at an inopportune moment.
The two who were entangled suddenly separated. Pang Wan quickly lowered her head to fix her hair, and Gu Xiju also wiped the rouge off her lips.
"Come in," he instructed towards the door, his voice regaining its clarity.
Maid A entered the room with a tray, her face expressionless.
"Miss Wanwan, please change out of your dance costume." She bowed to Pang Wan.
Pang Wan picked up the dance costume, which was as thin as a cicada's wing, and was immediately stunned.
"Do I really have to wear this?" She glanced at Gu Xiju hesitantly.
"My junior sister always wore this outfit to dance at the previous martial arts tournament." Gu Xiju said with some surprise, "Is there something wrong with it?"
Pang Wan pouted, looking quite troubled.
"If you really don't like it, I'll have someone redo it right away."
Seeing that she was unhappy, Gu Xiju frowned as well.
"...Never mind, this one will do."
Pang Wan couldn't bear to see her beloved in such a difficult situation, so she pulled the dance costume into her arms and smiled sweetly: "Anyway, it's too late to make it now."
Gu Xiju nodded slightly, praising her for being sensible. Then he gave a wink to the maid, who quietly withdrew and closed the door.
"Don't be nervous later."
He put his arm around her rounded shoulders and kissed her cheek: "No matter what happens, I will handle it for you."
Pang Wan was preoccupied with something and seemed somewhat absent-minded, only managing a couple of incoherent "uh-huhs" in response.