I am in Mihua, and the ladies all like me

Serabelle walked straight past Yukiko, took the waterproof bag she had just used from the phone, threw it on the bedside table to dry, and then connected the phone to the charging cable and put it on the bedside table.

"What is it... Well, if I really want to talk about it, it's nothing."

Yukiko pulled her hands out from under her knees, leaned her upper body back and supported herself, and although she was already over thirty, she still looked very girlish and there was no sign of aging, and a sweet smile was revealed on her face.

"The main reason is that I couldn't sleep, so I came to chat with Sera-kun~"

"If I can't sleep, I'll go to a video website and listen to a high-view ASMR video. If that doesn't work, I'll watch a physics class. I'll always feel sleepy."

After saying this, Serabelle covered her mouth and yawned.

"Anyway, I'm sleepy. I'm going to sleep."

"..."

This obvious order to leave made Yukiko stunned for three full seconds.

Three seconds later she came to her senses and asked tentatively, a little embarrassedly.

"Can you really sleep?"

"Why can't I sleep? I don't want to take the postgraduate entrance examination."

This is what Serabelle answered her.

This made Yukiko even more confused.

She felt that her mental quality was strong enough, and she was very calm and optimistic about many things. However, even so, her legs were shaking when she walked on the bridge after returning from Long Island, and it was not until she returned to the hotel and took a bath that she felt a little relieved.

The attitude displayed by Serabelle gave her the feeling that she was completely indifferent, as if all the gunfire and fierce fighting that had happened before were just commonplace.

Can anyone really have such a good mentality?

"Nothing to worry about."

Serabel saw what she was thinking and explained.

"Since Vermouth chose to assist us in retreating, whether she did so under duress or not, she had no choice but to turn back."

Both of them knew very well how they had managed to escape safely from the encirclement of the remaining three action teams.

Relying on the rational use of the remaining ammunition and Vermouth's perfect voice-changing skills, they created a feeling on the other end of the intercom that Group A was fighting dozens of fully armed FBI agents.

To put it simply, they used two small pistols to create the momentum of an entire division.

But if someone from the winery went back there for an on-site investigation, they would find that the situation was completely different from what they had imagined over the walkie-talkie.

Almost all the members of Group A were killed with cold weapons, either by slitting their necks with a knife or by having their skulls opened remotely. There was no fierce gun battle at all, let alone an FBI ambush.

Therefore, even for her own safety, Vermouth must try her best to conceal this fact.

"Of course I know Sharon will handle it..."

Yukiko hesitated for a moment, gritted her teeth and put aside her pride.

"No matter what, I have to sleep at your place tonight, Sera-kun!"

hiss--

Okay, that’s not impossible.

Without hesitation, Serabelle pointed to the sofa by the window.

"Then Sister Yukiko, you can sleep on the sofa..."

"No, I want to sleep in the bed!"

Yukiko said viciously.

?

A question mark slowly appeared on Serabelle's head.

To be honest, this room is his after all. It's okay for him to run to someone else's room because he's afraid of sleeping alone, but he's also trying to grab the bed... isn't this a bit too much?

It's not possible that he would go to sleep on the sofa in his room, right?

At this moment, Yukiko beside the bed suddenly stood up, stretched out her arms and pounced on Serabel like a hungry tiger.

"You also give me a bed!"

Chapter 108 Satisfying Yukiko

A few minutes later, as a delicate hand gently pulled the switch cord of the bedside lamp, the last trace of light in the room completely disappeared.

Darkness filled the room. Serabelle lay flat on her back in bed with her eyes open, a distinct fragrance lingering at her nose.

That was the smell of Yukiko, mixed with the scent of the hotel's shampoo and shower gel. You could smell it whether you turned your head to the left or right.

He was completely surrounded by the barrier formed by the fragrance.

A pair of arms stretched out from the side and hugged Serabelle tightly. At the same time, an amazingly elastic touch came from the outside of the right upper arm, covering from the shoulder to the elbow and down to the part close to the forearm.

Half of it is the texture of the clothes, and the other half is the delicate skin.

Serabel was a little helpless. Yukiko really treated him like a big pillow.

To be honest, he is not particularly used to being held in someone's arms while sleeping like this, mainly because it doesn't happen often. The only few times were when he was a child, and it was Akai Mari who held him while sleeping.

As for when he grew up, he would sleep with Akai Mari in his arms.

"Hmph~Hoo~"

In the pitch-black space, a contented hum of an older girl came from the right side of the body. Because the two were very close, Yukiko's breath blew on Serabel's earlobe without reservation.

She was also awake, and looked more energetic than before.

"Is Sera-kun asleep?"

"No."

Serabelle thought to herself, how can I reply to you if I fall asleep?

Yukiko also realized this, and made a slightly mischievous sound, then paused before speaking again.

"Speaking of which, sister now has an unreasonable request."

"What are you going to do again..."

"that is--"

She seemed to feel that her request was indeed over the line, and even Yukiko couldn't help but draw out the tone a little to pave the way for her, and then changed to a cute tone.

"Can I put my legs up?"

"?"

Serabelle typed a question mark.

"It's a little tiring for you to hold Sera-kun with just your hands, and your body will feel uncomfortable." Yukiko explained tactfully.

Oh, you know how tiring it is too.

Since you feel tired, why not let go of your hands and turn to the other side to sleep on your own!

Serabelle was too tired to complain.

"No." He refused decisively.

"mean."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yukiko's complaints followed seamlessly.

Two seconds after she finished speaking, she tentatively added the terms of exchange.

"How about a kiss as compensation?"

Is this a question of whether to kiss or not?

Serabelle wanted to say this, but a clear feeling of pressure in his abdomen interrupted him, and at the same time, a hand with the scent of shower gel stroked his cheek.

The next moment, a soft jelly-like touch was imprinted on the lips.

He never expected that Yukiko would actually aim directly at his mouth!

Huhuhu~

Noticing the change in Serabelle's reaction, Yukiko laughed quietly in her heart.

She did this partly for the purpose of being more comfortable in the hug. After all, it was really tiring to just hug something with your arms while sleeping.

The other half, out of a playful mentality, wanted to tease Serabelle. After all, this kid was really cocky and always had a silly expression on his face.

She really wanted to see if that determined face that seemed to never have any emotional ups and downs would reveal a different expression.

Well, now that the lights are off, she wouldn't be able to see any changes in his expression even if they happened.

But for Yuki Aiko, it was interesting enough as long as she could imagine the emotional changes expressed by Serabelle's body language.

How is it? Are you almost done with just a kiss? Hehehe, little virgin~

Yukiko thought to herself with a bit of malice.

As the saying goes, handsomeness lasts only three seconds...

Without any warning, she suddenly felt a strong counterattack in her mouth, followed by a pair of arms forcefully thrusting through her armpits on both sides.

The next second, Yukiko felt a strong force coming from bottom to top, turning her over on the bed.

Like a poached egg that has been flipped over.

The situation was instantly reversed.

Through the floor-to-ceiling window of the guest room, the dim light from downtown New York City shone through the curtains into the room. She could vaguely see Serabelle's figure coming up to just above her. The muscular chest under the collar of her bathrobe was heaving more violently than usual, and her rapid and heavy breathing echoed in the darkness.

Qiaodou sack, what is this?

Yukiko was slightly stunned, and three words flashed through her mind.

——It’s too much.

"Eh? Wait... Saira-kun... that... um~"

Before he finished speaking, the real counterattack came.

Yukiko's defense only lasted for a moment before it collapsed in an instant.

A bit of vermilion was pried open with ease, and the movements became increasingly soft, until in the end only a completely emotional murmur without any literal meaning remained.

The war continued all night long.

……

Time passed quickly and it was the next day.

As the season officially enters summer, the dawns are getting earlier and earlier every day. The sky over New York is already very bright at just after five in the morning.

When Yukiko regained consciousness, the sunlight from outside was enough to illuminate the room even through the thick curtains.

It was noon and the sun was shining brightly in the sky.

What came into view was the unfamiliar ceiling of the hotel. Yukiko's brain, which had just restarted, had not yet recalled what happened last night. She yawned subconsciously and wanted to stretch her body as usual.

But before she could make this move, the strange feeling coming from all over her body immediately stopped her.

"hiss……"

She gasped, and just a tiny movement made Yukiko subconsciously grin.

Sore.

Aches and pains all over the body.

It was like I had been dragged through a marathon yesterday.

And if the left arm is sore, then the right arm is not only sore, but even a little numb.

Looking down, I saw that in the good lighting environment, the boy in the quilt had half of his face buried in her chest, his side face resting on her arm, and he looked peaceful and serene in his sleep.

Oh, this may not be quite accurate. To be precise, it was Yukiko who took the initiative to hold Serabel's head in her arms.

And it looks like he's holding her pretty tightly.

Uh……