Swordsman Without a Name

Yiu Fang's

The woman smiled softly upon hearing Cakra Buana's praise.

That young man was a dashing young man. Beautiful handsome young man. Stout with long hair and black enough, his smile was able to lure a Goddess from kahyangan, which woman would not blush embarrassed if she got a smile from him?

For a woman, being given a compliment is a very proud thing. Women look beautiful, look beautiful, usually just because they want to get compliments from men. Moreover, the man is a handsome man, a man of the heart of every woman.

If you were a woman and got this chance, wouldn't you also experience the same feeling?

Cakra Buana himself felt lulled when he saw that very beautiful smile. It was as if blossoming flowers were gathered on her lips, as if all beauty was imprinted in that smile.

If a beautiful woman and a handsome man faced off, would both of them feel this way?

"If you may know, what is the name of Miss? And where's the goal?" ask Cakra Buana further.

"My name is Yiu Fang, I'm on my way to my parents' house" she replied in a teasing voice.

Cakra Buana nodded with a smile. That name is so pretty. As beautiful as the owner. Does a name always represent a form?

"What a beautiful name. Why don't you hire someone else to keep the security?"

"I'm not used to it. I'd rather go quietly, not many people are following,"

"What if something like that happens again?"

"Such an event just happened this time. It was also fortunate that there was help coming from the sky," Yiu Fang replied as he blinked his eyes at Cakra Buana.

The Nameless Swordsman smiled again. I don't know how many times he was made lulled by the simple things that the woman before him did.

"Aren't you afraid that some bad guy might be blocking your journey?"

"Not at all. What am I afraid of? As long as you're beside me, I'm sure no one will dare to interfere. Which man has never heard of the Nameless Swordsman?"

Praise after praise continued to be thrown by the beautiful veiled woman. Every word of praise, every breath of his is a temptation for Cakra Buana.

"You're too high to praise me. I'm not like you said, is your journey still long?"

"No, perhaps before the light of our land had arrived there,"

Cakra Buana smiled.

Yiu Fang took one urn of wine with his cup. After that, the woman immediately poured and immediately gave it to Cakra Buana.

"You don't drink wine?" tanyakanya.

"Drink,"

He immediately took out one more cup and poured it over as well. The two then toast.

Arak is fragrant wine. But it had not been able to defeat the fragrant scent coming out from Yiu Fang's body.

They toast a few times with pleasure.

Drinking wine with a beautiful woman, isn't this luck?

After about ten cups of wine, Cakra Buana began to feel sleepy. Either because of the arak effect itself, or indeed because the young man of Pasundan Land felt exhausted.

"You sleepy?" yiu Fang asked as he saw Buana's chakra evaporate a few times.

"Perhaps because I'm too exhausted, I've been sleeping less for a few days,"

"Hemm, then go to sleep,"

The woman immediately embraced the Cakra Buana with her very soft right hand. As soft as snow at the end of the leaves.

Yiu Fang put Buana's chakra to sleep on her equally soft thigh. The fragrant smell further pierced the burly young man's nose. His mind floated, he imagined something that could arouse his maleness.

Cakra Buana was facing Yiu Fang's body. Getting closer, until it almost stuck to his stomach. The woman herself did not forbid, she did not give any reaction. In fact, he had instead pressed down a bit on the head of Cakra Buana.

The night wind blows. The fragrant smell of flowers carried by the breeze. The luxurious horse carriage continued to walk without stopping. Now that the horse's path wasn't as fast as it was, the four horses didn't run. They just walked quietly while continuing to follow the coachman's instructions.

Inside the carriage room, Cakra Buana had fallen into a deep sleep. He knows nothing at all. The young man was completely asleep together with the beautiful cradle given by the beautiful woman named Yiu Fang.

While the woman herself continued to stroke her head slowly and gently. Her seductive little lips were always smiling. Sweet smile. Contains its own meaning.

His pair of eyes continued to look at Cakra Buana's face.

Right now, whether he feels happy or not. Clearly, his heart feels happy even though sometimes it looks lonely face.

What does he really feel?

"Is it far away?" the woman asked the coachman.

"We've arrived Miss,"

The coachman went down. He walked forward with very light steps.

In front of there was a pretty magnificent building. One look at it, anyone can guess that the building is a college.

But what college is it?

"Open the door, get everything ready. Miss has succeeded" said the coachman to two men guarding the gate.

"Good,"

The two men split the task. One opened the door, the other went inside to get everything ready.

The horse-drawn carriage drove back. The carriage continued to enter the building, after a short while later, the luxurious horse carriage had completely stopped.

Four beautiful women welcomed the arrival of the lady. They all have almost the same characteristics. They wear light blue clothes. Her face was pretty, she was at her most in her twenties. The body shape is densely filled, they wear tight clothing so that the shape of the body is more clearly visible.

"Bring her, be careful, don't make her wake up" said the missus giving orders to three men in rogue appearance.

"Neither Miss,"

The man immediately carried the Cakra Buana who was still asleep. Unlike usual, the young man of Tanah Pasundan was asleep like a carcass.

Now the Miss has entered the building that is quite magnificent. He was in a room that only had two meters.

There was no one there but him and one man about sixty-five.

The old man held himself above both thighs. His attitude was exactly like that of a spoiled child to his father.

"For a long time" said the man, opening his voice.

"I'm sorry Dad. Doing tasks like this should not be rushed,"

"But at least don't bore Dad too much,"

"Yes, yeah, I'm sorry,"

"Then how, did the task you gave me work?"

"of course. When did I fail to do my job?" yiu Fang replied with a spoiled smile.

"good. You are indeed a smart child," the old man replied as he pinched Yiu Fang's nose.