I am in Mihua, and the ladies all like me

It was a light blonde wig, quietly hanging in the store window on the right side where Vermouth was about to pass by, separated from her by a piece of glass.

"..."

To be honest, Vermouth is quite knowledgeable about wigs.

Although with the amount of hair she has, she probably won't need a wig to cover up her ugliness in her lifetime, but because she usually needs to perform tasks in the organization such as disguising herself as someone else to sneak into certain facilities and steal information, Vermouth uses wigs quite a lot.

If necessary, she can even DIY one herself, which is not a difficult task.

However, what really attracted Vermouth to this light blonde wig was not its workmanship or material.

But its shape.

The shape of this wig instantly reminded Vermouth of a golden-haired British wife whom she hated very much.

But... this is fine.

A bolder plan came to her mind. Vermouth smiled, took a step back, and walked into the store door that she had not even glanced at.

"Hello, I bought this wig."

……

Then time goes back to the present.

The meal process remains the same as the original plan.

After dinner, Serabelle, who had already prepared herself mentally for a weight-bearing marathon among the clothing stores in the Sands Hotel, was stunned when she heard that she could go directly back to her room.

"Go straight back? But Sharon, didn't you say you wanted to buy some clothes?"

"Well, that was the original plan."

In the busy corridor in front of the restaurant, the blonde beauty smiled and shrugged slightly.

"But because you came back so late, I couldn't help but go look around by myself, and then I accidentally bought all the clothes I wanted, so you don't have to go."

"By the way, this is also a good thing for you, Bell—"

Having said that, Vermouth lowered her voice and leaned close to the boy’s ear, speaking in a voice that only the two of them could hear clearly.

"I've picked out several very bold pieces of clothing. It would be a torture for you, Bell, if you have to try them on one by one in a clothing store. So I've bought them all in advance. You only need to wear them when the time comes."

"Come through?"

Serabelle was puzzled.

"Do you want to go to my room? But wouldn't it be more convenient to go directly to your room, Sharon?"

"Hehe~ That being said, it wouldn't be as exciting as having an affair that way."

After saying the last sentence, Vermouth stretched out her tongue and gently hooked the boy's earlobe.

"After all, your dear Mama Mary is next door, isn't she? She would be very angry if she was discovered, right?"

"..."

Without further ado, let’s do it!

So it was six thirty in the evening, and Serabelle and Vermouth returned to their respective rooms.

The first thing Vermouth did after returning to her room was to take out her makeup props and... a spare room card from her suitcase.

That was a spare card that she copied through some tricks after getting the room card from Serabelle before dinner yesterday.

Although doing so is a bit bad in theory, considering the control desire of a woman like Akai Mary, just copying a room card is nothing.

Now the wig and underwear are ready, and the room card is in hand. She only needs to put on a little makeup and she can appear in front of Serabelle as Akai Mary.

When she thought about how Serabelle would think it was really Akai Mary when she saw her later, and how she would enjoy it immensely but also be anxious about her coming and would have to find a way to satisfy "Akai Mary" and send her away, Vermouth could not help but feel even happier.

So, let’s get started~

……

At the same time, at the door of Serabelle's room on the floor below, a golden figure gently knocked on the door.

"Bell, open the door, it's me."

After about four or five seconds, the door handle was pressed down.

Then, as the door opened, a young man with a slightly puzzled look appeared behind the door.

"Sharon...?"

Didn’t you say you wanted to change clothes? Why are you here so soon?

Chapter 756: Breaking Mrs. Qianying

It goes without saying that the "Vermouth" that appeared at the door of Serabelle's room could not be the real Vermouth.

The real person is actually Kuroba Chikage in disguise.

Ever since Serabelle was called away by Vermouth, she had been keeping an eye on when the two would return.

You have to know that she had finally found a legitimate reason to contact the "culprit" who had bewitched her two junior sisters, even with her daughter as a burden. But she was called away by Vermouth before she could even say three words.

Is there anyone who is so controlling?

Senior Sister Qianying expressed her dissatisfaction.

After flexibly lowering himself by two generations, Hei Yu Qianying felt that his back was straightened.

So she had to resort to some unconventional means, and directly disguise herself as a junior sister, replacing the prince with a raccoon cat!

So Kuroba Chikage made preparations early on, disguising herself as Vermouth, and waiting for the two to return from their date, then went directly to see Serabell in the guise of Vermouth.

What Heiyu Qianying didn't expect was that the two of them came back so quickly. It felt like it was less than two hours in total, which was probably just enough time to have a meal.

So why did they call him away in such a hurry? Just to have a meal?

With the words "that's it" filling his mind, Heiyu Qianying felt even more justified.

She came here for two things. One was to find out what happened to her daughter last night, and the other was to experience the daily life of her two junior sisters.

After all, she would not suffer any loss if she was kissed and hugged by such a young and handsome boy. After she had taken advantage of him and asked all the questions she wanted to ask, she made an excuse to go back to her room, and the last step or the cleanup work was left to Sharon.

So, junior sister, I will borrow your man for a while!

Thinking of this, Kuroba Chikage, who was disguised as Vermouth, raised a charming arc at the corner of her mouth.

She stepped into the room and closed the door behind her, then raised her hand and gently pinched the boy's cheek lovingly, imitating her junior sister.

"Why, are you surprised to see your sister?"

The voice was imitated absolutely perfectly, the tone was imitated absolutely perfectly, and even the expression was absolutely identical.

As the first generation of Phantom Thief, Kuroba Chikage is absolutely confident in his acting skills.

"That's not true..."

Serabelle was speechless for a moment and didn't know where to start.

He was also surprised, surprised that Vermouth came so quickly.

Didn't you say you had to go back to your room to change clothes and put on some makeup? How come you're here in less than two minutes?

But now that I'm here, there seems to be no point in asking such questions again.

"fine."

All verbal communication ended with the word "it's okay". Serabell took a step forward, put one arm around "Vermouth's" waist, bent down and kissed her skillfully, while her other hand was already making a climbing gesture.

"Well……!"

Heiyu Qianying was completely unprepared for this, and her body trembled violently, with her pupils suddenly contracting.

Wait wait wait wait! What are you doing? Why are you just getting started? Shouldn't this kind of thing start with a chat?

Why did you go straight to the last step without saying a word?

The Phantom Thief's wife, who had completely underestimated the extent of the old married couple of Serabell and Vermouth, still didn't realize what was waiting for her next.

……

Not two hours, not one hour.

After only half an hour, Serabelle paused and spoke tentatively.

"Sharon?"

"Um……&*……%"

He couldn't even make the simplest nasal sound completely and smoothly, and there was a faint tremor in Hei Yu Qianying's voice.

Fortunately, she has not completely lost her mind and can still barely maintain the disguise of being called Vermouth. This is her last stubbornness.

"Are you okay Sharon?"

Picking up "Vermouth" and holding it in her arms, Serabel tilted her head and asked with concern.

There's something clearly not right.

In the past, it would take him at least a quarter of an hour to run one lap with Vermouth, but today, in just half an hour, Vermouth had already completed four or five laps with him, which was almost three times the usual efficiency.

Although the rhythm was similar last night, his pattern last night was completely different from the one he used today.

Shouldn't this be true?

Could it be that the intensity was too great last night and it broke directly?

This... is there any truth to this?

Even if we put all this aside, after so many times of getting along, Serabel felt that Vermouth had become a very good match for him.

But he didn't know if it was his illusion, but today it seemed... to have become a lot smaller?

Even the "great bra" that was promised was not worn. It was just very ordinary and conservative black lace, without even a strap.

Is this reasonable?

Serabelle couldn't stop thinking.

When he looked up and saw the boy's slightly puzzled expression, Hei Yu Qianying felt as if his brain was about to let go completely in the next second, but he still shook his head, barely keeping his sanity, and put his arms around Serabel's neck again.

"I, I'm fine... Let's continue..."

"Ah."

Hearing this, Serabelle loosened her arms around Vermouth's waist and regained her fulcrum.

……

On the other side, Vermouth returned to her room after dinner and finally completed her preparations.

In the full-length mirror in the room, the blonde British wife is tall and straight, wearing a light-colored classic shirt and black shiny trousers, giving people a sharp and cool feeling.

perfect.

Looking at herself in the mirror, Vermouth smiled and gave the highest praise in her heart.

Then she turned back to the coffee table, picked up the spare room card that she had prepared yesterday, turned around and walked out of the entrance.

However, just like Xiaolan, Sera Masumi, and Kuroba Chikage, Vermouth's room is on the floor above Serabelle's room.

So just as she was about to go out and head for the elevator, a familiar youthful figure appeared from the direction of the elevator hall and walked towards her.

It was Xiaolan.

It seemed that the unicorn girl had just bought something downstairs. She was holding a plastic bag in her hand. Upon closer inspection, the words "XX Pharmacy" were written on it.

Did you go to the drugstore?

Vermouth just thought about it briefly and didn't take it too seriously.

But Xiaolan, who noticed her, stopped, bowed slightly and greeted her.

"Good evening, Aunt Mary."

"good evening."

Vermouth responded in the same tone as Akai Mary and looked at the plastic bag in the girl's hand.

"Did you buy medicine? Are you feeling unwell?"

"Oh no, that's not the case..."