Chapter 443 - In Which Room?
In Chapter 443 of "Super Soldier in the City": Chapter 443: Chapter 450: In Which Room?Ning Xinâer did not enter the bathroom. Although the... Discover the next events!
Chapter 443: Chapter 450: In Which Room?Ning Xinâer did not enter the bathroom. Although the entanglement between her and Li Yifei had caused her to hate him for many years, she could not clearly explain her own feelings. Sometimes, when she was alone, she would reflect on whether she was too impulsive in bearing a child for Li Yifei.
Although she sometimes questioned her actions, she had no regrets. She was a stubborn girl who, once she made a decision, would hold to it without regret, even if it was a mistake. Whenever she suffered or faced difficulties, she would think of Li Yifei, that bastard, and seeking revenge on him had been her unwavering belief over the years.
But now that she was actually facing Li Yifei, she suddenly realized that she did not truly hate him. Her behavior was like that of their past times together, teasing Li Yifei and competing with him for attention.
"Hey hey, do you have any menâs clothes here?" After pondering for who knows how long, Ning Xinâer heard Li Yifeiâs voice from the bathroom.
"Nonsense, I donât have a man in the house, so how would I have menâs clothes?" Ning Xinâer went to the bathroom door and said with a chuckle, "How about I give you a couple of my clothes to make do?"
"I donât want to turn into a transvestite. Forget it if you donât have any, itâs fine. I like to sleep naked anyway. Hey hey, Iâm coming out now."
"Come out then, as if I havenât seen it before." Although Ning Xinâer said this, she still hurriedly turned her head away.
The bathroom door opened, and Li Yifei poked his head out, laughing heh heh at Ning Xinâer, who had her back to him, "Why are you still here? Iâm really coming out now."
Without turning her head, Ning Xinâer shouted, "Just come out and stop the chatter. You can stay in the second room on the sunny side upstairs."
Li Yifei agreed, saying, "It seems that itâs not your bedroom then. Years without seeing each other and you donât even sleep in the same room with me. Thatâs really a mood killer."
"Scram!" Ning Xinâer roared.
"Haha..." Li Yifei laughed loudly and took the stairs with big strides.
Listeing to the sound of Li Yifeiâs footsteps climbing the stairs, Ning Xinâer couldnât restrain herself and quickly turned around, only to see Li Yifei wrapped in a white bath towel, clearly not bare-assed.
Ning Xinâer couldnât help but laugh softly; that bastard still liked to scare her just like before.
"Ah, thatâs my towel, how come heâs wrapped in my towel?" Ning Xinâerâs face went hot, as that was the towel she usually used. Now that Li Yifei had used it, didnât it mean there was an indirect contact with her body?
Ning Xinâer and Li Yifei were impulsive that one time. To be truly honest, she had never really experienced the kind of intimacy that exists between men and women, the normalcy for couples of sharing anything, even a towel. But to Ning Xinâer, this felt like an incredibly ambiguous matter.
Covering her flushed face, Ning Xinâer entered the bathroom. The room was still filled with steam, giving it a misty appearance, and the thick vapor made its way into her nostrils. Ning Xinâer thought she could even smell Li Yifeiâs scent, and as she pictured him recently bathing there, her heartbeat quickened and her fair cheeks turned crimson.
The bathtub was brimming with water, topped with bubbles from the bath foam. Ning Xinâer pouted and said, "That bastard, he didnât even drain the water after bathing." Then she moved to let out the water.
But just as her hand reached the bathtub, Ning Xinâerâs movement suddenly halted, and her face went through a series of changes. She remained like that for two full minutes before standing up, then tiptoed to the bathroom door, peered outside to see if there was any sign of Li Yifei, and upon finding none, she pulled the door closed and locked it before stripping off her clothes.
Ning Xinâer truly had an excellent figure: slender and upright, with curves in all the right places. Even though there was a light scar above her abdomen, it didnât detract from her beauty at all.
After stripping, Ning Xinâer went back to the door and carefully listened for any noise. Still not hearing Li Yifeiâs voice, she breathed a sigh of relief, gazed at the bathtub, and finally slowly lifted her legs and stepped into it.
Submerging her whole body except for her head, Ning Xinâer performed this action countless times, yet today it felt peculiar.
The water was neither too hot nor too cold. It made Ning Xinâer feel embraced in Li Yifeiâs arms, and she instantly became intoxicated, squinting her eyes and letting out a soft moan, her entire body experiencing indescribable sensations.
When Ning Xinâer was first with Li Yifei, his actions were quite rough, with her pain surpassing pleasure. Until now, she didnât really know what pleasure between a man and a woman was like, nor did she know what being hugged by a loved one felt like. Now, soaking in the bathwater Li Yifei had used, she seemed to gain some sense of that feeling.
It wasnât until the water grew cold that Ning Xinâer reluctantly got up, dried her body, and looking at herself in the mirror, her face suddenly blushed. She wondered whether that guy, if he saw her like this, would be as impulsive as that time.
"Ah, Iâve got a scar on my stomach now, he wonât despise me, will he? I heard that after a woman gives birth to a manâs child, the man loses interest in her."
As she thought of this, Ning Xinâerâs heart couldnât help but grow tense; while caressing the scar on her stomach, her eyebrows twisted into a knot.
After a long while, Ning Xinâer finally stepped out of the bathroom, dressed in a silk pajama set, her entire being like a lotus emerging from the water, indescribably beautiful, and truly deserving of her many fans.
Tiptoeing upstairs, Ning Xinâer looked at the two doors in front of herâthe first was her own room, and Li Yifei must be in the second one. So, should she stay in her room tonight, or go to Li Yifeiâs?
"Hmph, this bastard, after all heâs put me through for so many years, does he think Iâll forgive him that easily? No way."
"But if I donât go, what if this guy runs away tomorrow morning, and I never find him again?"
"He knows I bore him a daughter, even if he doesnât care about me, he has to care about his own daughter, he will definitely come looking for me."
"That bastard ran away last time, and now that he knows thereâs an extra burden, Iâm afraid heâll hide even farther away."
Ning Xinâerâs mind was waging an ongoing battle, making her want to go to Li Yifeiâs room, yet not daring to enter; her footsteps hesitantly moved toward Li Yifeiâs door, only to retreat each time.
After biting her lip, Ning Xinâer finally made a decision, pushed open Li Yifeiâs door, and shouted loudly upon entering: "Bastard, what are you doing? Eh..."
However, upon entering, she found Li Yifei was not in the room at all; the bed was empty, and the room didnât even look like anyone had been there.
"Li Yifei! You bastard, you dare to run away!" Ning Xinâer suddenly yelled in anger, turned, and dashed out, directly running downstairs, but the courtyard was filled with evening breeze and not a trace of Li Yifei.
"Bastard, son of a bitch, you dare to run! You dare to run!" Ning Xinâer stamped her foot fiercely, her face turning an angry shade of blue.
After venting her spleen, Ning Xinâer, having no other choice, moodily headed back upstairs. But as she reached the bathroom door, a thought struck her; she hurriedly rushed into the bathroomâLi Yifeiâs clothes were all there. There were no menâs clothes here, and not only were Li Yifeiâs outer garments in this place, even his underwear was here. For this guy to run out, wouldnât he have had to streak?
Of course, Ning Xinâer wasnât naive enough to think that way. She immediately ran upstairs, but upon reaching her own roomâs doorway, Ning Xinâer hesitated once more. If Li Yifei was in her room, what should she do? Kick him out, or just let him sleep here?
"You dead pervert, huh, so youâve shown your true colors. Do you think Iâm that easy? You think you can just do whatever you want with me?" Ning Xinâer gritted her teeth and made up her mind in her heart. If Li Yifei was indeed in her room, she would definitely kick this bastard out and certainly not show him any kindness.
Taking a deep breath, Ning Xinâer pushed open her own room door and turned on the light in an instant.
But there was no sign of Li Yifei in the room, and Ning Xinâerâs face immediately took on an ugly expression. If Li Yifei had been there, she had already figured out how to lash out at him and drive him away, but his absence left her with an indescribable sense of loss.
Angry and agitated, she left her room and went to the third and fourth rooms searching for him but to no availâLi Yifei was nowhere to be found. She then ran downstairs and searched the two rooms below yet again, still not finding Li Yifei.
After much agitation, Ning Xinâer was both angry and annoyed. She returned to her room and collapsed onto the bed, angrily cursing Li Yifei to herself. But with no other solution, she closed her eyes and soon fell into a fitful sleep.
It was unclear how long she had slept when Ning Xinâer suddenly heard some noise. She had always been a light sleeper, often troubled with insomnia, and these last few days, upon seeing Li Yifei, her sleep was even less restful. So, when there was a noise outside, she woke up immediately.
The sounds were footsteps, which initially scared Ning Xinâer, making her think a thief had entered. But she quickly grinned; it had to be that bastard Li Yifei, who evidently had hidden somewhere earlier and had now finally come back.
"Hmph! You bastard, Iâll see which room you go into, and if I donât sort you out properly, my name isnât Ning."
However, Ning Xinâerâs smile vanished quickly, as the footsteps werenât just one personâs, but several, and there were also sounds of drawers being rifled throughâit seemed that the ones who had come in... were indeed thieves.