I am in Mihua, and the ladies all like me

It has excellent privacy and strong sound insulation. In addition, you can sing Karaoke, meet guests, chat, etc. Even if you want to order some food and drinks inside, the restaurant on the second floor and the bar on the fourth floor will send someone to deliver them as soon as possible.

And even if you don't want to do any of the above, there are extremely soft leather sofas in the box for you to rest, or... do anything you like.

Serabel took the elevator up according to the text message sent by Mrs. Suzuki. When he arrived at the fifth floor and stepped out of the elevator, the long corridor was empty except for Secretary Nishino standing at the door of the box at the end.

It was such a familiar scene that Serabelle couldn't help but think of the time she went to Suzuki Bar before.

"Mr. Serra, you are here."

Seeing Serabelle coming, Masato Nishino immediately bowed politely, and his eyes under his glasses pointed to the soundproof door behind him.

"Mrs. Suzuki is inside. Please come in. I will take my leave now."

After saying that, he turned around and walked straight towards the elevator, probably trying to express his wish not to disturb her.

Ok……

Withdrawing her gaze, Serabelle pushed open the door and walked in.

The room was designed to be quite spacious, about the size of a private room for ten people in a KTV. Tomoko Suzuki was sitting in the middle of the leather sofa, looking down at her mobile phone. The light under the coffee table in front of her, which was equipped with an ambient light edge, illuminated her red-soled high heels.

She actually went back to change her shoes before coming here.

Could it be that he was expressing his dissatisfaction with being taller than Reiko Akiba in the restaurant?

Serabelle thought.

"Bell, you're here."

Hearing the sound coming from the door of the room, Suzuki Tomoko put down her phone, looked up and smiled, then patted the sofa next to her with her hand.

The meaning is clear - come here and sit down.

They all knew each other well, so Serabelle didn't think too much and went straight to sit next to Suzuki Tomoko.

The fresh and elegant scent of perfume surrounded him instantly.

Suzuki Tomoko leaned over, rested her head on the boy's shoulder, and closed her eyes in immersion.

"It's been a while since we last met."

"About a month or so."

Serabelle skillfully put her hand into the gap between the sofa back and her body, and then put her arm around Mrs. Suzuki's firm waist.

Noticing the boy's movements, Suzuki Tomoko also cooperated, turning her waist and hips to lift her legs wrapped in black stockings from below, and placing them unceremoniously on the boy's thighs, while her arms were wrapped around his neck like a snake.

"Hmm? So you can tell me about it?"

The noble lady, who exuded fatal seduction from head to toe, raised her eyebrows.

"Mrs. Suzuki, are you referring to...Reiko's matter?"

Serabelle knew it must be this, so she decided not to beat around the bush and pretend to be stupid.

"What else can we do?"

Suzuki Tomoko used her arms to close the distance, leaned close to her ear and whispered in her ear, her red lips opening and closing continuously as if she wanted to swallow something.

"Tell me, how did you get together with Miss Qiu Ting?"

"Well...just like what was said in the restaurant, the opportunity came from that performance."

Serabelle did not intend to hide anything, and while repeating what Akiba Reiko had said in the restaurant, she also added some details.

Suzuki Tomoko listened to every word patiently and couldn't help but reach out and poke the boy's cheek.

"So what you mean is that Miss Qiu Ting was tricked into your bed in just a few days? And from this description, it seems that she was obsessed with taking care of you?"

"I didn't lie..." Serabel tried to clarify.

"I know, that's what it says."

Suzuki Tomoko touched the boy's lips with her index finger.

"But if that's the case, Bell, aren't you a little too talented in this area? You can turn a high-class beauty into a dedicated wife and mother in just a few days. Well, I'm not qualified to say that, and compared to this..."

"Ok?"

Serabelle suddenly had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, the next second Mrs. Suzuki opened her red lips again.

"Judging from the speed at which Miss Qiuting fell, I'm sure you, Bell, must have other people outside. How many are there?"

"…Do you really want to say it?"

"I said it, what's the matter?"

Suzuki Tomoko tilted her head, and the teardrop mole at the corner of her eye moved slightly downward.

"What? Do you think I'll be angry?"

Wouldn’t it be…

Serabelle thought.

"Don't worry, it won't happen."

Suzuki Tomoko licked her lips and smiled.

"If I'm going to get angry about something like this, then the first person I should be angry at is myself. After all, to some extent, we are both the ones cheating now, aren't we?"

It seems to make some sense.

Serabelle sighed helplessly: "If I must talk about it, there are also Sister Yukiko and Aunt Eri..."

He didn't mention Akai Mari, not because it was inconvenient to mention her identity, but because Akai Mari was the one at home, so she couldn't be considered "outside".

In comparison, Reiko Akiba can be considered a cheater.

"Yukiko? You mean Kudo Yukiko? And that 'Aunt Eri', if I remember correctly, it seems to be the mother of Sonoko's classmate Xiaolan, the female lawyer?"

Suzuki Tomoko opened her mouth slightly, almost stunned.

They are all married women, and...

"You've found so many, are you able to handle it?"

“…As you can see.”

Said Serabelle.

Feeling the hard and hot touch through the stockings under her legs, Suzuki Tomoko fell silent.

Seeing that she fell silent, Serabelle subconsciously asked.

"Angry?"

"Do not……"

Suzuki Tomoko pursed her lips and raised the corners of her mouth, loosened her arms that were around Serabel's neck, slowly stood up with her hands on the sofa, stepped on her knees through her black stockings on the sofa, stood up and sat astride the boy facing him, then wrapped her arms around him again.

This time it has been lifted at zero distance.

"This can only prove one thing, that is, I did not choose the wrong person at that time."

"..."

Is this supposed to be a compliment to him?

Serabelle retreated tactically in her mind.

Then he immediately reacted and realized what was going to happen next.

"Wait a minute, Mrs. Suzuki, didn't you ask Sonoko and Ran to wait downstairs? If we..."

"What does it matter?"

Before the boy could finish his words, Suzuki Tomoko interrupted him with her actions.

"They will just think that you are still in the room with your fiancée. Besides, considering that Sonoko is still in the state of being devastated by the fact that you already have a fiancée, it is probably more painful for her to see you now."

"Well, it doesn't matter. In the end, you can still be with her if you want..."

Chapter 497 Leave some room for your girlfriend

The private rooms on a cruise ship are different from the commercial KTVs in shopping malls which have fixed usage hours. In theory, you can use them as long as you want without incurring any extra charges. In other words, in theory, even if you eat and stay in the private room for the entire five days and four nights, there will be no problem at all.

But theory is just theory after all. Considering that this is in the territory of the Eighth Generation Group, we still have to be somewhat cautious.

For example, because you play too much and the scene becomes too chaotic to clean up, you may find any clues.

Anyway, an hour passed in the blink of an eye, and inside the soundproof box—

Suzuki Tomoko turned over and slowly got down from the boy's waist and sat back on the sofa. With one hand, she held the open collar of her shirt in front of her chest and leaned forward slightly. With the other hand, she put the empty wine glass back on the coffee table in front of the sofa. Then, she leaned comfortably against the back of the sofa and licked her moist red lips with some lingering feeling.

"It's been a long time since I've felt happy... Well, let's leave it at that for today."

“Is this the end?”

Serabelle, who was sitting up on the sofa with her hands, couldn't help but feel a little surprised when she heard this.

If we have to rank the fighting power among the wives, Mrs. Suzuki would undoubtedly be ranked No. 2... There is no doubt that the first place is Sister Mary. With her physical fitness as an agent and so many years of running-in, it is no exaggeration to say that she is the most suitable.

It’s only been an hour. In the past, it wouldn’t even be halftime yet, and it’s over like this?

"It can't be helped. Although I really want to continue..."

Suzuki Tomoko spoke slowly, and at the same time, she slightly tilted her face, her eyes falling from the corner of her eyes to the boy's well-defined abdominal muscles, and then slowly moved all the way down, until a certain point she withdrew her gaze and smiled with satisfaction.

"Let's not talk about Sonoko and the others waiting downstairs. There are so many eyes watching us on this cruise ship. It's not easy to spare an hour of free time. Bell, you can't let me turn around and limp in public. Those cunning people won't be so kind as to pretend they didn't see anything."

"Is it so exaggerated……"

Serabelle thought to herself that she had only seen Madam limping a few times before.

Oh, the trip to Izu in the summer doesn’t count. That was our first time and I didn’t get the balance right on both sides.

Suzuki Tomoko smiled and said, "It's not that exaggerated, but just in case."

Ok.

Since things had come to this, Serabel couldn't force it any longer, so he stood up from the sofa and picked up the clothes scattered on the floor one by one... Some of them were his own, and some were Mrs. Suzuki's.

You put it on yourself, and Mrs. Suzuki helps you put it on.

The process of getting dressed is also very tender.

Ten minutes later, with both of them dressed, Suzuki Tomoko, who was half lying on the sofa, suddenly stretched out her arms from bottom to top and hugged Serabel, who had just bent over to button up her blazer for her.

The two of them faced each other, their eyes meeting in mid-air.

Coroner: "…What's wrong? Do you regret it?"

Serabelle rested her hands on the sofa back beside the noble lady's shoulders, as if she could press down at any moment.

What he was referring to was, of course, what Suzuki Tomoko had said earlier: "That's all for today."

After all, they were saying that they would stop here ten minutes ago, but ten minutes later they started hugging each other again. It's hard to say whether they changed their minds and planned to start a second round of battle.

"Hahaha, that's definitely not the case."

Noticing the boy's breathing rhythm that seemed to be entering combat mode, Suzuki Tomoko was moved for a moment before she immediately suppressed her emotions with her reason. She raised her hand and gently touched the boy's brow with her fingertips, then smiled.

"I just want to hold you like this and look at you. Besides, even if I really agree, Bell, wouldn't you consider leaving some room for your... um~'girlfriend'?"

The words are full of sarcasm.

"Lianzi..."

Serabelle hesitated for a rare moment.

Although it's not nice to say this, it's actually true that Reiko Akiba's combat power is the lowest, even less than 60% of Aunt Eri who has been engaged in clerical work all year round. Occasionally, the rhythm is too fierce and she will lose consciousness for a short time.

Therefore, there is no question of whether to leave any margin or not.

Seeing that the boy didn't speak for a long time, Suzuki Tomoko smiled and loosened her arm.

"Okay, I know you're capable, but today is only our first day on this ship. There are still four full days left, so there's no need to rush. Besides—"

She paused deliberately.

Serabelle curiously continued: "What's more?"