Skinwalker Belle – Chapter 33 – The Bathhouse Maid

In a corner of the shower room, Lin Fan covered herself with a towel, her movements a little stiff.

This body of Chen Yao’s was simply too petite.

A height of 1.5 meters, as slender as a bean sprout.

Her chest was a modest B-cup, her waist slim enough to be encircled by a single grasp, and her legs were long and thin but lacked any sense of power.

An unripe, green fruit.

And Lei Li…

Lin Fan’s gaze was nailed to the figure not far away.

That was a completely different kind of body.

A golden-ratio frame, with broad yet graceful shoulders, and a chest that was at least a C-cup.

Her waist was extremely narrow, outlining a breathtaking hourglass curve.

Most stunning of all were her hips and legs.

They were not ornaments, but true weapons.

Her firm, upturned buttocks and long, straight legs were covered in a thin, tight layer of streamlined muscle. Every single line spoke of astonishing explosive power.

The difference between the two was like that between heaven and earth.

Lin Fan looked down at her own flat chest, then compared it to Lei Li’s proud curves.

This intense visual contrast perfectly suited the “inferior” and “envious” persona Chen Yao should have at this moment.

Very good.

She took a deep breath, as if having made some sort of resolution. Mustering her courage, she walked toward Lei Li with small, mincing steps.

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“Lei-jie~”

The last syllable of the call was deliberately made soft and sweet by her.

Lei Li turned her head. Seeing Chen Yao’s timid appearance, the sharpness in her eyes melted away.

“What is it, Xiao Yao?”

A perfect blush appeared on Lin Fan’s cheeks.

“Lei-jie, your figure is just too amazing~”

She giggled sweetly, his large, watery eyes precisely calibrated with three parts envy and seven parts adoration.

“Let me scrub your back for you! I know how to massage. My technique is especially good, I guarantee it’ll feel comfortable!”

Lei Li was taken aback for a moment.

The successive days of bloody battles had left her physically and mentally exhausted.

“Your shoulder is still injured, are you sure you can?” Lei Li’s gaze fell on his bandaged left shoulder.

“It’s fine, it’s fine!”

Lin Fan immediately wrapped a towel around her right hand, like a small child eager to show off.

“Lei-jie, you just stand still. I promise I’ll scrub you clean!”

Lei Li finally nodded, turned around, and presented her unguarded back to Lin Fang.

Lin Fan immediately slipped into the role of a bathhouse maid.

Chen Yao’s hands were small and her strength was light, but she controlled the force, each movement precisely pressing on the sorest points of her muscles.

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Lei Li’s tense body gradually began to relax.

“Lei-jie, your skin is so smooth.”

As Lin Fan scrubbed, she made small talk to make his actions seem more natural.

Lin Fan’s small hands were gentle, and the envy in his tone was practically overflowing.

Lei Li did not shy away.

In a female group in the apocalypse, this level of intimate contact was perfectly normal.

Besides, Chen Yao’s technique truly gave her a long-lost sense of comfort.

“Your massage skills are quite good,” Lei Li praised sincerely.

“Lei-jie, how did you train? Your abs here are so firm.”

Her fingertips brushed across the powerful muscles.

“Just train more often,” Lei Li’s reply was as concise as ever.

Lin Fan nodded. Then, she suddenly stood up straight, standing side-by-side with Lei Li.

She pointed to her own flat chest, her small face scrunched up.

“Look, Lei-jie, it’s like I haven’t developed at all.”

“Like a little kid.”

Lin Fan lowered her head in dismay, her eyes quickly filling with glistening tears.

“Why can’t I grow up…”

Seeing Chen Yao on the verge of tears from grievance, the softest spot in Lei Li’s heart was struck with precision.

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How could this little girl be so cute?

“You’re still young, you’ll grow more in the future,” she comforted subconsciously.

The moment the words left her mouth, Lei Li remembered that Chen Yao was already twenty-nine.

How could she possibly grow anymore?

Seeing the other’s even more upset expression, Lei Li quickly tried to remedy it. “Ahem, actually, a lot of men like your type. Petite and cute, it makes them want to protect you.”

Lin Fan raised her head, looking directly at Lei Li with her large, watery eyes.

“Really? Then… what kind of guys does Lei-jie like?”

Lei Li’s expression stiffened for a split second.

“I… don’t like men.”

She answered vaguely, a trace of unnaturalness in her voice.

A lesbian?

Those two words flashed through Lin Fan’s mind.

This was a truly unexpected delight.

No wonder she was so attentive to this delicate body of hers.

The plan’s probability of success had just increased by a few points.

“Lei-jie doesn’t like men?” Lin Fan deliberately tilted her head, playing the part of a pure, innocent girl who understood nothing. “Then what do you like?”

Lei Li looked at Chen Yao’s innocent face, that air of unworldly naivete was simply against the rules.

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She casually found an excuse to brush her off.

“In this world, there’s no time to think about such things. I just want to lead my brothers and sisters to live a good life.”

…

After their showers, the women returned to the communal female dormitory on the sixth floor.

Lin Fan said goodbye to Lei Li and went back to the infirmary.

“Goodnight, Lei-jie.”

She waved his small hand, her smile as well-behaved as an angel’s.

Lei Li watched Lin Fan’s departing back as she skipped away, a complex look in her eyes.

This little girl…

Lin Fan returned to the infirmary, locked the door from the inside, and stripped off all her clothes.

The gunshot wound on her shoulder, stimulated by the water, sent waves of searing pain through her.

Although it was just a skin, the fatigue and pain were real.

She expressionlessly cleaned his own wound and re-bandaged it, then lay naked on the cold sickbed.

Today’s contact was a great success.

Lei Li’s favorability had now been raised to a considerably safe level.

And the secret of her orientation was a key handed to her for her plan.

“Lei Li, oh, Lei Li…”