I am in Mihua, and the ladies all like me

"So later Qianying also understood that she had completely turned into Bell's shape. She had to be Bell and could only be Bell. She could no longer go back."

Chapter 777: Shy Phantom Thief Wife

Now that the matter has been said, all the unnaturalness has been resolved.

When it was nine o'clock in the morning, after taking a full hour bath in Serabelle's room, Kuroba Chikage was finally able to put on her clothes and came to the door of her daughter's room on the same floor.

Tuk-tuk-tuk.

I knocked on the door gently, and within five seconds, I heard the door open.

Then, as the door opened, Kuroba Chiko, who had already washed up and changed into clothes for going out, poked her head out of the door.

"Um, Mom? Why did you come so late today? I'm starving."

"Sorry, sorry, I just had something urgent to do..."

When the words "something urgent" were mentioned, Heiyu Qianying's cheeks, which had finally cooled down, began to heat up again.

In fact, if you really count, she could have come here half an hour ago if she hadn't revealed her true identity.

Hei Yu Chiying never thought that even though she had clearly shown that she had poor endurance, Serabelle would still pull her deep inside for two rounds in the bath, leaving the bathroom floor covered with champagne.

Really, is it necessary to be so cruel?

To be honest, if she hadn't had the experience of the first two times, if she was in the same state as the first time she met him, she would probably be lying in the bedroom with her brain completely offline.

"It's just a little something... Did you stay up late again last night, mom?"

Kuroba Chiko didn't think anything wrong about it, but considering her mother's previous living habits, the girl still silently rolled her eyes.

You have to know that in other families, it is the parents who set an example for their children by telling them to go to bed early and get up early to keep healthy, but in her family, it is the daughter who sets an example for her mother, and sometimes even has to take on the task of taking care of her parents.

For example, I have to get up early on weekends to make breakfast.

On the contrary, it belongs to Tiangang.

"Hmm~ Half and half."

Hei Yu Qianying didn't dare to elaborate and could only quickly blur the topic.

So the view turns to the restaurant downstairs.

Just like yesterday, when the Heiyu mother and daughter came down from upstairs, Serabelle and the others had just sat down in the restaurant, and in the booth at the back was the beautiful Vermouth, elegantly holding a cup of coffee.

"By the way, when I woke up this morning, I saw a piece of news from Singapore."

The two sisters, Zhenchun and Xiaolan, who have revealed their secrets to each other and no longer have any estrangement from each other, took on the main role of conversation at the dinner table just like yesterday.

The girl with tiger teeth kept talking while swiping the screen of her mobile phone to find the news.

"Hmm~ I can't seem to find the original article. I don't know if it was deleted or what. It was on the headlines before... It said that there was a water outage in a fountain square near the sea in Singapore yesterday afternoon. Then several large streams of blood-red liquid spurted out continuously. It was very scary."

"Blood, blood-red liquid?!"

Xiaolan covered her mouth immediately.

Although she is not the type of girl who is particularly timid, she has no resistance to ghosts and the like.

For Xiaolan, even the most common and least lethal mochi ghost in horror movies can transform her from an invincible heroine who can break a stone tablet with her bare hands into Lin Daiyu who is powerless.

As for the sudden emergence of a large amount of red liquid from the fountain statue, although it has nothing to do with ghosts on the surface, it always makes people involuntarily think of plots like The Grudge.

"Someone must have been making a prank on purpose."

Serabelle thought for a moment and said calmly.

"Normally, the water in the fountain is recycled. It's not pumped from somewhere else by an external water pipe. Otherwise, the water in the fountain pool would overflow after just a while. So as long as there is water in the pool and the pump is working properly, it is impossible to stop the water supply, unless the water pipe is blocked... Oh, I may know."

"Eh? Did you know that already?"

There was a hint of hope in Xiaolan's eyes.

"probably."

Serabelle stuffed some pasta into her mouth and spoke incoherently.

"I guess someone put a large amount of red paint on the water inlet at the bottom of the pool. The paint mixed with the water near the water inlet and was sucked into the water pump. But because the paint itself is quite viscous, it caused the water pipe to be temporarily blocked, and then it became what was reported in the news."

"I see……"

After hearing this explanation, Xiaolan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But Masumi Sera next to him quickly raised a new question: "Who would be so bored to do such a thing? What's the point?"

"If it means something..."

At this time, Akai Mary, who had been silent, suddenly spoke.

"I've read a record before that says that in coastal areas like Singapore, fountains with red water are considered a bad omen. In ancient times, information was not well developed, and pirates who wanted to plunder a city would often send out insiders first, and then launch a general attack after the insiders had laid out their plans in the city. The red water from the fountains was a signal to summon the pirates to launch a general attack."

"Uh, pirates?!"

Xiaolan twitched her lips slightly.

This word was indeed far away from her. After more than ten years of life, she had only heard this word in textbooks and movies.

"But mom, you also said that was in the past when information was not well developed, right?" Sera Masumi asked curiously.

"Ah."

Akai Mary responded calmly.

"But the information about pirates isn't very developed now."

"..."

"..."

The mother and daughter were still chatting here. At the same time, Serabelle, who was sitting on the outermost side of the sofa in the booth, noticed Hei Yu and her daughter coming in at the entrance of the restaurant, so she raised her hand and greeted them.

"Good morning."

"Good morning..."

When he saw Serabell again, the young man's face reminded Kuroba Chiko of what he had done in the room last night, as well as his own little actions afterwards. Not only did his face slightly blush, but his tone also became a little unnatural.

As for the thief's wife next to her, she instinctively bit her lower lip and looked away. Her cheeks were flushed, as if she was both refreshed and shy, which was simply mouth-watering.

When the mother and daughter walked past them to the food pick-up area at the back, Vermouth, who was sitting in the booth behind them with only a sofa back between them, suddenly turned around.

She pressed one knee against the upper part of the sofa seat, leaned over the backrest and bent over the boy's shoulder. She stretched out her index finger and gently scratched under his earlobe and blew a breath, then whispered.

"From the looks of Qianying, did she come to see you this morning?"

"Um……"

“How many times?”

"Five or six times... maybe."

Serabelle was also a little unsure. Normally, no one would bother to count such things.

"Three hours?" Vermouth made a brief calculation.

"Well, almost."

"Hehe, that's really too much. A pure and unselfish young widow whose husband has been gone for almost ten years is suddenly treated like this by you. I guess her belly is now full of your good stuff, right?"

The laughter of the Thousand-Faced Witch seemed to have a particularly charming attribute. Even just listening to it made people feel itchy in their hearts, as if a cat was scratching them.

"But I'm more curious about that girl. When she saw you greeting her just now, her expression was obviously not right. Would you give her... huh? Just like the girl with horns on her head?"

"That's not there."

Serabelle told the truth.

"I just hugged her a little in the room yesterday at her request."

"You mean hugged, and 'hugged' again?" Vermouth teased.

The profoundness of the Japanese language was demonstrated at this moment.

Serabelle was helpless: "It was really just a normal hug."

"Normal... um, then two hours?"

"No, so it was really just a very normal hug..."

"That's an hour and a half? Hmm, that's a bit too much for a girl who's just experienced sex for the first time."

"I think you are the one who is going too far, Sharon..."

Chapter 778: Zhenchun was also led astray by Xiaolan

As it is the fourth day since arriving in Singapore, Serabelle and others do not have any special plans today.

For example, there were competitions to watch in the past two days, but the finals ended yesterday, and there was only an award ceremony in the morning today, which was nothing to watch at all.

I guess apart from the award-winning contestants and sponsors, only curious people who happened to pass by would take a look.

So after breakfast, Serabelle accepted the invitation of Xiaolan and Sera Masumi to go to the commercial center in the hotel to play together.

Naturally, Mary Akai had no reason to object.

After all, when she took Serabelle away alone last night, Xiaolan and Masumi agreed very readily. If she refused at this time, it would seem a bit inhumane and unreasonable.

Of course, although it is called a trip, it is actually just a normal dating process.

Go shopping and buy some clothes, then have lunch at noon, go to a movie in the afternoon, and after the movie, go to the video game arcade next door to play claw machines and other things.

Then I would wait until almost evening and have dinner before returning to my room.

Well... to be precise, we went back to Xiaolan's room, the three of us together.

Then the perspective changed and it was already dark outside the window.

When the last rays of sunset disappeared in the sky, after another whole day of scorching sun, Singapore, shrouded in moist sea breeze and summer heat, finally welcomed the coolness of the night.

The sound of water gurgling could be heard in the room, and bright light shone through the frosted glass door of the bathroom on the side of the guest room entrance.

In the misty bathroom, Xiaolan, who had recovered some strength, was soaking in the warm water.

She turned her body sideways and placed her arms on the edge of the bathtub, tilted her head and leaned her face into her arms like a pillow, and quietly watched Sera Masumi who was still struggling at the sink outside the bathtub.

Compared to the bedroom outside, the bathroom is the real main battlefield.

After all, they booked a single room. Even if the bed was spacious, it was only for one person. Generally speaking, it would be a bit difficult for two people to sleep in it.

As for lying down three people... they can lie down, but they can't move at all, which doesn't meet their needs at all.

In comparison, the bathroom is very good, with a bathtub and a washbasin. Serabelle can sit on the stone block in front of the washbasin. One person can fight while the other soaks in the bathtub to rest and recover their strength. The two take turns.

How should I put it? It's a bit like playing boss games in arcades in the past. Two friends share a machine, each with one life, and when they die, they take over.

Now Serabelle is the boss of the game, and it's up to Xiaolan and Makoto to take turns to conquer her. It remains to be seen who will emerge victorious.

"Well!!!"

Finally, as the big boss named Serabelle's posture bar reached the bottom, after a long round of battles, Sera Masumi, who had been exhausted, also delivered the final blow. As a player who hit LA, he straightened his back, gritted his teeth, and held on to all the large amounts of equipment dropped by the boss with his hands and feet tightly.

The long and fierce battle caused some delays and packet loss in Sera Masumi's consciousness network connection. She was completely immersed in the joy of defeating the big boss Serabelle, and did not even have time to count how many equipment she had obtained.

But Xiaolan, who was sitting in the bathtub nearby, was able to see the situation more clearly.

Drops of light yellow mixed with white turbidity spread on the bathroom floor washed by the warm bath water, making the girl lick her lips subconsciously.

However, it was a pity that with her current stamina she could only lick her lips.

The stalemate lasted for five or six seconds. Only after the time had passed did Masumi Sera, who had just defeated the big boss, come back to his senses from his trance.

She relaxed little by little, hanging on to Serabelle's embrace like a rag doll.

"Ha...ha...Lan, I can't do it anymore. Let you do it instead."

With her black hair stuck to her forehead due to the mixture of bath water and sweat, Sera Masumi looked at Xiaolan who had been resting in the bathtub for a while.

But in response to her good sister's invitation to exchange, the unicorn girl simply gave a helpless smile.

"My dear Masumine, my legs are still weak, so please hold on a little longer."