Return to the City: The Strongest King
Chapter 792 - 793: The Artistic Pervert

Chapter 792: Chapter 793: The Artistic Pervert

Song Xiaodong could have taken out those people without getting injured if he had delayed a bit longer, but seeing the peril Sun Yiyi was in, he could no longer keep calm inside. Risking injury, he quickly dealt with those five men.

In the final moment when Sun Yiyi was about to be killed, he finally rushed over and saved her.

"It’s all my fault; if I hadn’t panicked, you wouldn’t have needed to rush and wouldn’t have gotten hurt," Sun Yiyi said, her eyes brimming with tears, her face full of guilt.

Song Xiaodong grinned, and while taking out the silver needles, said, "You just lack experience in combat; otherwise, with your movement technique, you could have easily escaped."

"It was my first time killing someone, my heart was so in turmoil...oh!" Sun Yiyi’s face turned pale again at the mention of it, and she retched once more.

Song Xiaodong immediately said, "Let’s leave this place first."

"Okay!" Sun Yiyi quickly nodded, but then she said with concern, "What about your injuries..."

"No worries, I’ll stabilize it first and then treat it properly later," Song Xiaodong said as he inserted a few needles around his wound, slowing the blood flow immediately.

The two of them hurriedly left the site and soon found a small stream. Streams were abundant in the rainforest, and the water was crystal clear.

Song Xiaodong took off his shirt, revealing his toned upper body, and the wound was even more obvious—it stretched from his left chest to his lower abdomen, nearly gutting him.

"That looks severe!" Sun Yiyi’s mouth twitched twice at the sight.

"It’s just a superficial wound," Song Xiaodong remained composed and began treating the wound with silver needles.

Sun Yiyi watched Song Xiaodong insert the needles, twitching at the corners of her mouth from fear, but she didn’t turn away and kept watching.

Half an hour later, Song Xiaodong stopped, having sewn up the wound completely with silver needles. He then sat down in the stream to clean himself.

"Let me help you," Sun Yiyi immediately squatted next to Song Xiaodong, scooping up water to rinse off the blood on his body.

Song Xiaodong didn’t stop her; he supported himself with his hands behind him, closed his eyes to rest. The battle had indeed taken a lot out of him, and losing so much blood made him feel particularly exhausted.

At that moment, Sun Yiyi’s delicate hands touched Song Xiaodong’s chest, gently wiping away some of the dried blood.

Song Xiaodong opened his eyes to glance at her, then closed them again.

"Hey, you’re so naughty, thinking of that sort of thing at a time like this," Sun Yiyi suddenly spat at Song Xiaodong.

Song Xiaodong laughed lightly and said, "Your touch is quite comforting."

"You big pervert, I thought you were a good guy, but now I see, you’re really bad," she scolded.

"Yeah, men are all alike, especially when enjoying your service. I don’t think any man could resist reacting."

"Hey, you don’t have to sound so brazen about it, do you?" Sun Yiyi spat at Song Xiaodong again.

"Seems like it, should I be more subtle?"

"No need... you’re just a big pervert. Even if you speak subtly, that can’t change the fact that you’re a pervert," she said.

Song Xiaodong laughed lightly and said, "But someone couldn’t stop herself yesterday, indulging alone, isn’t she even more licentious than me?"

"Ah..." Sun Yiyi’s face turned bright red, and she bit her lip, saying, "I didn’t."

"Didn’t?" Song Xiaodong said with a smile, watching Sun Yiyi.

"I... I... You can’t mention that, it was because you bullied me, you took advantage of me," she protested.

Song Xiaodong chuckled and said, "Yes, yes, I took such big advantage of you." In this regard, a man is always in the wrong. When a man exposes his body, it’s considered indecent exposure. If a man touches a woman and she doesn’t agree, it’s deemed harassment. But the other way around, there certainly isn’t such a notion.

"That’s right," Sun Yiyi pouted, seemingly pleased with herself for having won the argument over Song Xiaodong, but then she blushed again, realizing that winning such an argument wasn’t actually something to be excited about.

After cleaning off the bloodstains from Song Xiaodong, Sun Yiyi helped him over to a patch of grass nearby. Song Xiaodong said, "I’m going to lie down and rest for a while."

"Mhm!" Sun Yiyi responded, first bringing some dry grass for Song Xiaodong to lie on.

"I also want to go wash, you better not peek," she warned.

Song Xiaodong looked at Sun Yiyi and gave a wry smile, saying, "If you hadn’t said anything, I would have gone to sleep. Now that you’ve mentioned it, how could I possibly fall asleep?"

"Hmph, if you dare to peek, I’ll gouge out your eyes," Sun Yiyi threatened fiercely, gesturing with her finger.

"Ha... Even if I got a glimpse, it would be worth losing my eyes," he joked.

"You..." Sun Yiyi pouted and said, "I’m not talking to you, you big pervert, go to sleep right now, no peeking." She then ran off into the creek.

Song Xiaodong closed his eyes. He was just teasing Sun Yiyi; he didn’t actually intend to peek.

However, after resting for a while, the sound of water from the creek made it impossible for him to enter a state of deep sleep. He opened his eyes and looked towards the creek.

Sun Yiyi was sitting in the creek, where the water reached her lower legs. She sat there, the water coming up just to her chest.

Her back was towards Song Xiaodong, and she had already removed all her clothes, revealing her fair skin. Reflected by the ripples, her body shone with layers of lustrous sheen.

With Sun Yiyi’s motions of splashing water and washing her body, Song Xiaodong could faintly make out the outer contours of her chest, which made him catch his breath.

A woman, if she strips completely in front of a man, obviously holds immense allure. But that which is partially concealed and revealed—that which allows only a glimpse, but not the whole picture—is even more tempting to a man.

Suddenly, Sun Yiyi turned her head. Even though they were several meters apart, she still clearly saw Song Xiaodong with his eyes open. She gasped softly, hugged her chest, and scolded, "Weren’t you sleeping? Didn’t you say you wouldn’t look?"

Song Xiaodong didn’t close his eyes, just watched Sun Yiyi with a faint smile on his face, and said, "Beautiful! Truly beautiful! You sitting there, you’re simply a stunning piece of art. It’s a pity I don’t have a camera, or I’d capture this moment to appreciate later. If I submitted it to an international photography contest, I’m sure I’d win a gold medal."

Sun Yiyi spat at Song Xiaodong, saying, "You just want to sneak a peek at someone’s body, and you dress it up in such an artistic way. I despise you."