Super Soldier in the City

Chapter 1757 - 1810: Living with the Saintess

After preparing the fish, the Holy Maiden walked out, holding a clean bath towel in her hand. It emitted a fragrant laundry detergent scent as she draped it over Li Yifei’s lower waist. Just as it was laid down, a visible tent rose beneath the towel, quickly reaching an impressive height.This guy seems tireless, able to stand up anytime, anywhere.

The Holy Maiden glared at Li Yifei, then lay down on a nearby lounge chair, also under an umbrella. Her graceful and perfect curves were revealed, and Li Yifei’s head was free to move, so he quickly turned to generously admire her.

He then received a few side-eye looks from the Holy Maiden, and she whispered a few words calling him a rogue, a big rogue.

Li Yifei hurriedly explained, "This isn’t my fault. My body isn’t under my control right now; it doesn’t listen either."

Upon hearing this, the Holy Maiden hummed, and Li Yifei showed a bit of embarrassment on his face, smiled, and continued, "We shouldn’t mind these details; just ignore it. Anyway, if you want to kill me, you won’t need it. If you can’t kill me... we’ll talk about it later."

"I will definitely kill you!" The Holy Maiden took a bottle of ice-cold cola from the nearby fridge, opened it, made a statement, and then tilted her head back to drink. Her actions were even more alluring, her chest thrust forward, waist without any excess fat, the mysterious area around her stomach...

Damn it, I can’t keep watching, or I’ll be dead meat, Li Yifei thought as his disobedient part became even more restless due to his gaze and thoughts, so he hurriedly controlled his wandering thoughts.

Licking his lips, Li Yifei turned his head back and said, "I’m thirsty too, give me a drink!"

The Holy Maiden put down the drink, got up, walked over, held Li Yifei’s head in one hand, lifted him up, and took the drink in the other hand, aiming it at his mouth. She gently raised it, her actions very tender, ensuring Li Yifei wouldn’t choke. After Li Yifei took a sip, she paused for a few seconds, giving him time to swallow.

But the Holy Maiden overlooked two things. One was that the bottle of cola was just used by her, mouth-to-bottle drinking directly, so Li Yifei’s move was an indirect kiss. However, since they had already kissed before, it wasn’t a big deal. The other thing was indeed a big deal.

Due to the posture, from Li Yifei’s angle and line of sight, he could directly see the two half-rounded shapes on the Holy Maiden’s chest — those very perky and smooth half-rounds, extremely tempting to look at, so close that Li Yifei could even smell a milky scent. Hence, during the intermittent swallow, he gulped once more.

The Holy Maiden noticed it but did not immediately erupt; instead, she flashed an enchanting smile, stretched out her little tongue, licked her lips, and leaned closer to Li Yifei, stopping in front of him.

One hand placed the drink bottle on the nearby table, while the other slowly laid Li Yifei down. Her own body moved closer; the distance was so close that Li Yifei thought she was going to kiss him.

Thus, Li Yifei’s lips parted, his breathing became rapid, always prepared to take a deep breath, to store enough oxygen for the kiss the Holy Maiden might deliver anytime.

However... the Holy Maiden didn’t grant Li Yifei his wish. She only twisted her upper body slowly, in doing so, the shapes held by the bikini became even more exquisite, like two water droplets, so perfectly shaped that one glance left Li Yifei feeling breathless, his throat tickled, his mouth parched, even though he’d just drunk some cola.

"Looks good?" The Holy Maiden asked softly, her pink tongue extended a bit to lick her lips. Her voice was enticing, making one’s heart tremble. Li Yifei instinctively nodded, then immediately realized she was teasing him, his expression changed, he composed himself from showing any lewdness or wickedness, though his eyes still gazed at her bosom, he replied: "Looks good, exceptionally beautiful, a rarity on Earth!"

Though his words had a teasing flavor, his expression and demeanor returned to normal.

The Holy Maiden pouted, stood up, twisted the cap on the bottle, and said, "Then you should recover soon and have a serious round with me. If you win, you’ll have ease in seeing it anytime in the future."

"And if I lose?" Li Yifei asked casually.

The Holy Maiden made a popping sound with her lips, squinted her eyes, looked at Li Yifei with a smiling face, and said, "Losing represents death, just like Satan. A man not strong enough isn’t worthy to be my heart devil!"

At the mention of Satan, a hint of gloom flashed in Li Yifei’s eyes. He shook his head slightly, was silent for several seconds, before saying, "Yes, losing means death, but I believe I am strong enough! I am fit to be your man."

The Holy Maiden knew Li Yifei was in a somewhat bad mood just now due to Satan’s death, so she did not provoke him but instead said, "You’re fit, but you have to defeat me to prove it."

"Do we really have to fight?" Li Yifei asked, glancing sideways.

"Absolutely!" The Holy Maiden nodded, also tilted her head, finished speaking and blinked, showing a playful demeanor.

Li Yifei grinned, an enigmatic glint in his eyes, indecipherable to the Holy Maiden, then he continued, "Alright, once I’m recovered, we’ll have a bout."

"Agreed!" the Holy Maiden affirmed.

After agreeing to duel again, suddenly both fell silent, Li Yifei gazed at the distant sea. There were seabirds, sometimes fish jumping out of the water, but more often it was incredibly calm, with mild waves. He could sometimes watch it the whole day.

Li Yifei suddenly felt somewhat uninterested. He couldn’t quite understand a person like Satan; why the need to fight so desperately? Is victory or defeat really that vital? What if lost? But come to think of it, if given the choice, he wouldn’t concede either, especially in such circumstances, conceding would mean insulting the opponent, thus Satan’s choice was the best.

Li Yifei was burdened by attachments; he couldn’t gamble with his life. But at that time, he had no choice. Satan held him and charged into the sea, meaning everything was already predetermined.

"A jug inevitably breaks by the well, a general inevitably perishes on the battlefield." Li Yifei recited a poem, sounding somewhat random, but the Holy Maiden understood; she softly said, "Everything has its destiny; I believe in the divine and thus believe everything is already arranged; divine will is unyielding. Satan has his fate, you have yours, and I have mine."

Li Yifei smiled faintly. The Holy Maiden continued, "Since the divine chose you as my heart devil, a battle between us is inevitable — it’s the rule. I can defeat you, you can defeat me. Regardless of the outcome, we must accept it calmly because it is destined."