I am in Mihua, and the ladies all like me

Xiaolan nodded thoughtfully.

At this moment, Serabelle hissed inexplicably and PIA slapped his forehead.

"It's broken, Zhenchun!"

"……What's wrong?"

Before Xiaolan could react, a gust of fresh air from the air conditioner blew into her bed.

Serabelle immediately threw back the quilt and sat up, reaching out to grab a pair of pants from a chair beside her, and took out her cell phone from her pocket and turned it on.

As expected, a bunch of unread messages filled the notification bar, and they were all sent by a certain big cat named Sera, ranging from two hours ago to seventeen minutes ago.

[Machun: Brother, have you returned to your room? Do you want to ask Lan to go out and play together? ]

【Zhenchun: Where are you? Brother, are you taking a shower? Remember to reply to my message after you finish taking a shower. 】

【Zhenchun:? ? Where are you, brother? Why don’t you reply to my message? Also, do you know where Lan went? I sent her a message but she didn’t reply to my message.】

【Machun: Ahhh, brother, where on earth have you been? I asked my mom and she said she didn’t know. Could it be that you were abducted by aliens?】

This is what it looks like after being simplified. It also contains a lot of nonsense that indicates a worrying mental state, so I won’t list them all here.

"Ah... I knew it."

Serabelle couldn't help but hold her forehead.

It's easy to imagine that with Zhenchun's personality, there is no way he would be idle on the first day of the trip. After returning to the hotel, he was busy with the Sky Garden and then Xiaolan's room, and as a result, he forgot about this big cat.

“Hehe, I suddenly feel a little sorry for Sera-san.”

After reading it, Xiaolan couldn't help but chuckle and then made a suggestion.

"So, how about sending a message to call Sera-san over now?"

"Call me over!?"

Hearing this, a big exclamation mark suddenly appeared above Serabelle's head.

Xiaolan has already known about his relationship with Machun, and it is obvious that the reason why he called Machun over at this time is... Well, those who understand will understand.

But do we really have to make it so big?

Here, Serabelle was still in deep mental shock, while Xiaolan smiled softly again.

"So let's just forget about it today. It's the first day of our trip, so let me be a little selfish. Next time..."

She didn't finish her words, but those three meaningful last words were enough to make Serabelle's heart beat thirty percent faster.

"orchid……"

He hugged Xiaolan almost uncontrollably.

Xiaolan also cooperated and hugged him, murmuring as she opened the way to the Children's Palace.

"Well... OK, keep going..."

……

In the corridor outside the door, a small figure came to the door and stopped.

It's Conan.

He finally found this place.

Although it was almost impossible to determine Xiaolan's specific room in such a large hotel by reasoning alone, fortunately, with his childish and innocent appearance, he was able to get a lot of useful information from the staff.

He must win back Xiaolan, even if it means exposing his true identity!

With such determination, Conan took a deep breath, then walked forward and knocked gently on the door.

Tuk-tuk-tuk.

I knocked on the door three times, but no one answered.

Conan waited patiently, but after about half a minute, the door still didn't open.

Is he not in the room? Or is he taking a shower?

Turning around to make sure there was no one in the corridor, Conan lay down like a puppy and put his face close to the gap under the door to take a peek.

Fortunately, the hotel door was not sealed so tightly, leaving a tiny, barely noticeable gap.

At horizontal height, the light in the room shone through the gaps, along with that faint... sound that Conan never dared to imagine even in his dreams.

……

At the same time, outside the unnoticed exterior wall of the hotel building, a white paraglider silently cut through the night sky.

Chapter 742: Sister Bei is jealous, and must be compensated! (Full version available in the group)

This took more than an hour.

More than an hour later, the room that was originally lit was left with only one bedside lamp, which was still emitting a faint warm light and dimly illuminating a small area near the head of the bed.

Serabelle was sitting on the edge of the bed with her upper body naked, holding the hem of her short-sleeved shirt with both hands and trying to put it over her head.

Behind her, Xiaolan was still lying on her side in the quilt with half of her body sticking out. She lay on her side with her face resting on her bent arms, looking at the boy beside the bed with loving eyes.

The light from overhead cast soft shadows on the girl's body.

"Then I'll go back first."

After putting on her top, Serabelle turned and looked at little Lando lying on the bed.

"Ah."

Even when facing the gaze, Xiaolan still had no intention of covering it. She just nodded slightly, and the curve of her lips was as gentle as water.

"See you tomorrow then."

"See you tomorrow good night."

"Good night."

After saying good night to each other, Serabell turned and left, not forgetting to give Xiaolan another kiss before leaving.

squeak--

After more than ten seconds, the door finally opened.

Looking back, it was already late at night and the corridor was empty.

Serabelle didn't think much about it and just walked away.

Although it was getting late, there was one more thing he had to do before returning to his room, which was to get his room card back.

Serabelle had not forgotten that his room card had been taken away by Vermouth before dinner, and now he had to go to the latter's room to get the card.

After all, they are on the same floor, so Vermouth's room is not far away.

Maybe it was only a minute or two later, when Serabel stopped again, he came to the door of another room on the same floor.

Tuk-tuk-tuk.

He knocked on the door rhythmically. After about ten seconds, a faint sound of slippers stepping on the floor came from inside the room, approaching slowly from far away.

The next second, the door opened, and along with the faint aroma of red wine, the Thousand-Faced Witch's stunningly beautiful face half appeared in the crack of the open door.

That’s right, Vermouth only opened the door a crack, probably less than ten centimeters, and then she tilted her head through the crack to look at the boy in the corridor outside.

"……coming?"

"Yeah."

"When did you come back?"

"If you're talking about the time when I got back to the hotel from outside, it would be around... seven o'clock."

Serabelle is quite honest.

Vermouth hummed lazily.

"I came back at seven o'clock, and now it's almost eleven o'clock. There were almost four hours in between, four very pure hours."

"..."

"Did you finish stealing?"

"..."

Serabelle didn't know what to say.

Although I had expected that Vermouth would be in a tizzy, what does it mean to cheat...it seems as if she is not the one doing it.

"Forget it, come in and tell me the rest."

As soon as she finished speaking, Vermouth pushed the door open, reached out her hand, grabbed Serabel's collar and pulled him in, then slammed the door shut.

The view turned to the room, and Serabelle was pushed against the wall by Vermouth at the entrance.

Of course, Vermouth didn't use much strength, and the reason she was able to succeed was entirely because Serabel let her do it.

"hiss~"

Just like a wife examining her husband who comes home in the middle of the night, Vermouth leaned in and sniffed the clothes on Serabelle.

"This smell... have you already taken a bath? Where did you take a bath?"

"…Do you really want to say it?"

"Hmph, forget it."

After a little thought, she gave up on this question. Vermouth snorted, loosened her hand that was holding the boy's collar, and narrowed her aqua eyes.

"But I haven't taken a bath yet. Come take a bath with me first. I hope your reserves are sufficient."

"Is this a provocation?"

"No, this is a punishment. It's a punishment for deliberately not understanding my sister's hints and looking for another woman instead."

"Excuse me..."

……

It was really just one hour.

An hour later, in the bathroom in Vermouth's room, the water in the bathtub sprinkled with essential oil and rose petals was still swirling.

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"what happened?"

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While gritting her teeth and trying to speak calmly, Vermouth couldn't help but complain in her heart.