Super Soldier in the City-Chapter 1907 - 1972: Did He See?
Upon hearing that Li Yifei was also injured, the two women couldn’t hold back any longer. They hurriedly bent down to check, and indeed, they saw a scar on Li Yifei’s calf that seemed somewhat infected. The two women quickly fetched a first aid kit, had him lie down, and squatted on the ground to treat his wound. Only after bandaging it up did they feel somewhat relieved.
In the cabin, Li Yifei comfortably lay on Xu Shanshan’s lap. Hearing Xu Shanshan say "Ah," he opened his mouth, and a peeled fruit was immediately placed in it. Li Yifei chewed contentedly a few times and swallowed.
Compared to life in the mountainous region of Pakistan, this was heaven: sipping fine red wine, resting on a beauty’s lap, what more could one ask for?
Moreover, there was an exotic beauty beside him, glaring at him with wide eyes, occasionally blinking, her long eyelashes fluttering, which looked very captivating.
After asking Li Yifei about his experiences, Sashar began shaking his head continuously, occasionally sighing, as if believing that Li Yifei’s way of life—with its wars, enemy kills, pursuits, and escapes—was true living.
As a member of the royal family, Sashar was destined from birth to have endless wealth. Even if he wanted to live such a life, his family wouldn’t allow it. Even going to the battlefield was just for show, to gild himself. Someone like Sarama, who had really been on the battlefield, especially as a princess, was absolutely unique, unmatched in the entire royal family.
In the evening, the boat docked. Li Yifei first arranged for the injured people to be placed on ambulances bound for the hospital, and then returned to the seaside villa with Xu Shanshan and Sarama. Sashar returned to another residence. Originally, he intended to invite Li Yifei for dinner, but Li Yifei declined, so Sashar didn’t go to join in the excitement.
As soon as he got home, Li Yifei went straight to Su Lio’s room. The door was half-open, and Li Yifei thought there was no one inside, so he pushed the door open directly. What he saw was a scene that nearly gave him a nosebleed.
Su Lio had her back to him, completely naked—not entirely, as she still wore a bra, but she wore nothing below. Fortunately, she was standing, so Li Yifei didn’t see anything he shouldn’t have from her rounded hips.
Even so, Li Yifei’s heart was racing. He had only seen Su Lio’s legs and arms, at most up to her shoulders. Even with such ordinary parts, Su Lio felt embarrassed. But now, he saw her whole back, from her heels to her neck—a view of unlimited scenery. Li Yifei noticed that Su Lio’s entire back was flawless, without moles or anything of the like. Her entire body exhibited a morbid whiteness, her delicate skin so fair that even the bluish veins were visible.
At that moment, Su Lio was humming a tune without lyrics, a lively melody, completely unaware that she was being watched.
Apparently, she had just showered and was about to change clothes, which was why she was like this.
Li Yifei swallowed hard, deciding to leave quickly. If Su Lio discovered him, she might be so embarrassed that she’d want to kill him. Although she likely couldn’t achieve that, their interactions would certainly become awkward.
He turned to leave, forgetting to close the door. In fact, he didn’t dare touch it, leaving it half-open, his mind filled with the image of Su Lio’s bare body, her smooth back, and graceful waist.
After walking a few steps, Sarama’s room door opened. Seeing Li Yifei, Sarama cheerfully called out, "Yifei, please come over. I need your help with something."
This startled Li Yifei, making him jump. He quickly turned to look towards Su Lio’s room. Their bedrooms were diagonally opposite each other, with Sarama’s room directly across from Su Lio’s.
Li Yifei, feeling somewhat nervous, asked, "What is it?"
Sarama’s shout also startled Su Lio. She quickly turned around and saw the door open, letting out a small scream as she covered her chest, then grabbed her clothes and ran to the bathroom.
"Su Lio, what’s wrong?" Sarama asked, approaching when she heard the noise.
"N-nothing!" Su Lio replied from inside the bathroom, unsure if she had left her bedroom door open herself or if someone else had. If it was her doing, it didn’t matter, but if someone else had opened it, who did it? Could it have been Li Yifei, who had just returned? Uncertain, Su Lio felt both scared and shy. She hadn’t known Li Yifei and the others were back, which is why she changed clothes so carefreely without locking the door.
Hiding in the bathroom, Su Lio held her chest, her heart pounding rapidly. It took her a while to calm down, looking at herself in the mirror. Su Lio pouted to herself, saying, "It must have been me who opened it. Phew, don’t scare yourself!"
After reassuring herself, she quickly changed into her clothes, dressing thoroughly this time, even putting on long-sleeve pants, a quintessential case of covering one’s ears to steal a bell.
Meanwhile, Li Yifei followed Sarama back to her room. After understanding her request, he found it amusing and exasperating. The girl wanted Li Yifei to help unhook some bras. She and Xu Shanshan had gone shopping for lingerie the previous day. That morning, when picking up Li Yifei, the hooks were fastened, but she couldn’t undo them, so she was quite anxious.
Li Yifei clicked his tongue and said, "I’ll go help you find Shanshan and the others to untie it."
Sarama quickly turned around, grabbed Li Yifei’s arm, and said, "No, don’t bother them, you’re just here, help me untie it!"
Li Yifei rubbed his nose and said, "Am I suitable for this?"
"What’s suitable or not, I’m not naked, just asking you to help me untie it..." Sarama’s voice lowered significantly, and she dared not look at Li Yifei.
"Alright, then turn around," Li Yifei agreed.
Sarama pursed her lips happily and turned around, lifting her clothes up.
Li Yifei grabbed her clothes and said, "This is fine, no need to take off the clothes."
Li Yifei certainly knew Sarama’s intentions towards him; he had known since his last trip to Dubai. However, he didn’t dare to mess around now, having enough women at home. Especially after being afflicted by the Worm in recent months, he became acutely aware of this. Particularly, a few days ago, there were a couple of instances where Li Yifei even felt like he was a breeding horse. What should have been pleasurable became a task to be dealt with three to five times a night... only because he was physically strong that he could handle it; otherwise, an ordinary man might have long been exhausted by such frequent occurrences.
But if you asked Li Yifei whether he wanted it, he would still nod, as it was indeed a rare enjoyment.
Returning to his senses, precisely because he constantly reminded himself not to mess around anymore, he restrained himself with Wu Shuwei, Sarama, and any other women he encountered. Otherwise, Li Yifei felt if he were a bit more proactive now, Sarama wouldn’t refuse.
Sarama turned her head, blushing, and said to Li Yifei, "I wasn’t taking off my clothes; I wanted to lift them up so it’s easier for you to help me undo it!"
Li Yifei said, "No need for that, don’t worry."
While speaking, his hand had already reached inside. As soon as he touched Sarama’s waist, she shivered, goosebumps quickly rising on her back. This seemed to be Li Yifei’s first time touching her body, at least besides her shoulder, arms, and hands. No, he had also touched her when saving her, and... Sarama quickly shook her head, not daring to think further. Li Yifei’s large hand felt like a ball of fire, sliding up her spine, lifting her clothes, and reaching the bra clasp area.
Li Yifei initially wanted to perform the Divine Power of unhooking a BRA with one hand, but unexpectedly, his fingers hooked the straps, twisted and turned, but failed to separate them.
"Hmm?" Li Yifei frowned; through the clothes, he couldn’t understand the situation, so he had to follow the steps of the Divine Power and try again, but again it didn’t unhook, making Li Yifei a bit embarrassed. Could it be that this Divine Power had become rusty for so long without use?
It shouldn’t be; as a skill for a successful man, Li Yifei thought he should never forget it, so he quickly tried again, but the result was the same.
Sarama was so nervous she held her breath. Li Yifei’s hand on her back had a magical power, like a ball of fire burning; every time it touched Sarama’s skin, she wanted to tremble. Sarama never thought her back could be as sensitive as some private areas, or maybe because the one touching her was Golden Eagle, the great hero she had fantasized about since her girlhood days, making it so.
Thinking of this, Li Yifei stretched out his other hand, pinching Sarama’s clothes, ready to lift them. His one-handed BRA-unhooking Divine Power might fail once, even twice, rare though, but failing three times in a row left Li Yifei a bit dispirited. So, he decided to lift the clothes and see what was going on.
"Aren’t... you not lifting it?" Sarama’s words made Li Yifei’s hand pause. Feeling his cheeks heat up, his face a bit unnatural, he thought he should not have bragged earlier knowing he couldn’t unhook it with one hand. Thankfully, Sarama didn’t turn around, so he quickly said, "Seems there is a bit of a problem, better... um, better lift it to unhook, don’t mind."
"I don’t mind, go ahead and lift it," Sarama said generously, although her hands were clenched into little fists, showing her extreme nervousness.
Li Yifei quickly nodded and said, "Okay, then I’m lifting it."
The clothes were lifted, and Li Yifei saw Sarama’s skin, realizing this girl’s skin was very delicate, more so than most European and American women, comparable to the women at home. As soon as he lifted it, a fragrance hit him, the scent pleasant to the nose.
