I am in Mihua, and the ladies all like me

In the darkness, Serabel's voice remained calm, but from what Akai Mari could sense, his palms were as cold and damp as her own.

"Thank you, idiot..."

After a few seconds, Akai Mari pursed her lips slightly and turned her face slightly.

"I love you, Belle."

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt her lips being covered in the darkness, accompanied by the boy's slightly muddy voice.

"…I love you, too, Mary."

Chapter 705 Don’t play with them!

I don't know how much time passed before the room finally returned to calm.

"Huh...huh..."

There was a dead silence in the dark air, with only weak gasps echoing.

Mary Akai's clenched hands have now loosened. Her palms are filled with sweat and feel cold and weak. Her fingertips are still trembling slightly from exhaustion and are almost numb.

But she could feel the heavy weight on her chest and the resistance her toes brought about by the end of the bed.

Obviously, the antidote was working.

"Bell..."

"I'm here."

As soon as he finished speaking, the boy's familiar voice came from the darkness.

In fact, there was no need for verbal communication to confirm, because at this moment Akai Mary was sitting in Serabel's arms, with one hand holding her body to prevent her from falling.

"Sister Mary, how are you feeling now?" asked Serabelle.

"It's... not bad..."

Even though she knew she couldn't see, Akai Mari still tried her best to smile.

"It looks like it was successful, although the process was a little painful... How is it, does it feel the same as before when you hold it in your arms? Is there anything missing?"

"of course not."

Serabelle answered without hesitation for even a second.

Yes, he has lived with the owner of this body for more than ten years, and has kissed and touched every corner, measuring it over and over again with his fingers, lips and tongue.

Therefore, even if there is no light and he cannot see, he can still tell at a glance whether the patient has fully recovered.

"But if you do that, Sister Mary, you will..."

Serabell pursed her lips and hesitated to speak.

He knew that Akai Mari didn't want to defecate, because she had said it herself when they were taking a bath.

However, now Mary Akai has chosen to restore her original body for his safety, which means giving up the life she wanted.

"バカ(baka)......"

Without any visual guidance, Akai Mary's fingertips accurately found the boy's lips in the darkness and sealed them with the touch of her fingertips.

"You cooperated with Vermouth for me, Zhenchun, Elena, and my two nieces, and were even willing to risk your life to accompany her to infiltrate Interpol. How can I just be an incompetent woman sitting at home waiting for your news?"

"Just like what you said, Bell, there are some things that you have to do no matter how unwilling you are. But since it is too dangerous for one person to do it, it is better for two people to face and bear it together."

"makes sense……"

Serabelle responded, lowered her head and rubbed her cheek against the British wife's forehead.

"Then I'll go get some water and help you, Sister Mary, wipe it off first?"

"it is good."

Akai Mary agreed at first, but then hesitated.

"And...that Bell..."

"what happened?"

Serabelle paused in her movement to stand up.

The British wife, who has always been decisive and never dragged her feet, became a little hesitant this time.

"That's it... just now when I... did I hurt you?"

"Oh, that one."

Serabelle knew she was talking about the painful struggle during recovery.

Just like some women might bite a towel during childbirth, he almost played the role of the towel just now.

After carefully feeling the slightly hot sensation in her back, Serabelle shrugged lightly.

"It's okay. You usually do this to me at home, Sister Mary."

"That...that's not the same thing!"

There was a hint of annoyance in Akai Mary's voice.

Serabelle smiled calmly and slowly released the wife from his arms.

"Then I'll go get some water. Sister Mary, please wait for a moment."

"Ah."

This time, Akai Mary did not stop her, but just urged her gently.

"Come back soon..."

"it is good."

……

As the only master bedroom in the villa, Elena's room has its own bathroom.

By the time Serabelle came back with the basin and towel, Akai Mari had already sat up on the bed and turned on the bedside lamp.

The soft light dispelled the darkness in the small area around it. The British wife with short golden curly hair sat against the head of the bed, bathed in the light.

When she saw Serabel coming back and standing beside the bed, staring at her without blinking, Akai Mari shyly turned her body slightly to cover herself.

"Don't do that... Staring at me makes me feel weird... Besides, it's not like I haven't seen it before, really..."

"Well, how can I put it? I've been watching you shrink over the past year, Sister Mary. I'm almost used to it."

Serabelle blinked and came back to her senses. She put the basin on the bedside table, took out the towel soaked in it, and wrung it dry, talking as she did so.

"Now that it's suddenly changed back, the feeling... should be considered nostalgia."

"Really."

Akai Mari pouted with a slightly red cheek.

Then she asked a question that she would never have thought of before.

"So do you like me better when I was smaller or when I'm back to normal?"

"..."

There was a momentary pause in Serabelle's movement of wringing out the towel.

This is really a life-threatening question, just like a girlfriend asking herself who to save first if she or her mother fell into the water.

Although this problem can be perfectly avoided if the girlfriend and the mother are the same person, considering that most people cannot do this, the law requires that the mother must be rescued first.

Fortunately, Serabelle is not an ordinary person.

"Well, this is..."

After a very brief delay, Serabelle quickly started moving again, spreading out a wrung-out towel to cover Akai Mari, and began to wipe her gently with a drawn-out tone.

At first, Akai Mary thought he was just thinking, so she decided to give Serabelle more time to think it over.

But as she waited, she realized something was wrong.

Where is this "thinking" going?

"Wait, wait, if you want to wipe them, just wipe them properly and don't play with them... Ugh!"

“That’s enough, that’s enough. Just wipe it once, no need to go back and forth like that… um… don’t put it in there!”

The originally warm body wiping suddenly became noisy.

After a while, when the commotion was over, Akai Mary's face was already red.

She huddled at the head of the bed, gasping for breath, with a murderous look in her beautiful emerald eyes.

And Serabelle had already put the towel back into the basin.

Looking at the warm water that had become slightly turbid under the light, the boy hummed in satisfaction.

"I sweated a lot, but now I've wiped it off completely. As for clothes...why don't I wear Sister Elena's clothes first?"

"That's all we can do."

Akai Mary rolled her eyes half-shyly and half-annoyed.

After all, I have recovered my original body, so I definitely can’t wear the children’s clothes I bought before. I can only make do with Elena’s for now.

However, as soon as she finished her words, she saw Serabelle turned around and walked to the closet, opened the door, and quickly and accurately picked out suitable clothes one by one.

???

Such skillful movements made the British wife full of questions.

This... Although the wardrobe is not hidden, how do you know where these clothes are?

Why are you so skilled?

Chapter 706: Arrange a duo of sisters?

"How about it, Sister Mary, can I wear it?"

Five minutes later, looking at the British wife sitting on the bed and looking embarrassed as she gestured at a pile of women's clothes in front of her, Serabel tilted her head.

He could probably understand why Akai Mary looked embarrassed. To put it bluntly, it was because the two sisters had different development paths.

For example, although Elena Miyano was also born in London, England, she studied in Japan at university and has stayed in Japan to work and live, so her overall aesthetic is more inclined towards Japan's modern society.

Therefore, her wardrobe is filled with white shirts and shiny black trousers, or simply white trousers of the same color.

But because Mary Akai has always lived in London, she still retains the slow-paced lifestyle of Europe, which makes her aesthetic taste for clothes remain at the end of the last century.

In other words, compared to the current high-tech and elite formal wear styles, she prefers the elegant retro style.

But... considering her current condition, it's good enough that she has clothes to wear.

So what Serabelle asked was “Can I wear it?” rather than “Do I like it?”

"Forget it, let's just give it a try."

Akai Mari sighed helplessly and glanced at Serabelle.

Serabel immediately understood and picked her up and started helping her put on her clothes.

There was no other way. Considering Akai Mary's current condition where she couldn't even stand steadily, it was really difficult for her to put on her clothes by herself.

Body contact is inevitable during the entire dressing process, but fortunately Akai Mary is too lazy to complain.

Anyway, he was supposed to touch it.

About ten minutes later, with the "assistance" of Serabel, Akai Mary finally put on all her clothes.

Barely standing still, the British wife tried to move her body.

"Feeling okay?" Serabel asked.

"It's... okay."

Akai Mary smacked her lips softly and muttered to herself.

"The length is OK, but it's a bit tight around the chest and butt..."

"Well, Sister Elena will indeed be a little smaller."