I'm in Mihua, and all the ladies like me.

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

Like a poached egg that has been spooned over.

The situation was instantly reversed.

Through the floor-to-ceiling window of the guest room, the light in downtown New York dimly shines through the curtains into the room, and you can vaguely see Serabel's figure coming directly above her. The muscular chest under the collar of the bathrobe is rising and falling more intensely than usual, and the darkness The sound of rapid and heavy breathing echoed.

Qiaodou sack, what is this?

Yukiko was slightly startled, and three words flashed in her mind.

- play off.

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

Before he finished speaking, the real counterattack came.

Yukiko's defense only lasted for a moment before falling apart in an instant.

A bit of vermilion was easily pried open, and the movements became softer and softer. In the end, there was only a completely emotional murmur that did not contain any literal meaning.

The beacon fire lasted all night.

……

The time came to the next day in a blink of an eye.

As the season officially enters summer, the sun rises earlier and earlier every day, and the sky over New York is already very bright just after five o'clock in the morning.

And when Yukiko regained consciousness in a daze, the sunlight shining into the room from outside could still illuminate the room clearly even through the heavy curtains.

It was as if it was noon and the sun was blazing 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 subconsciously yawned and wanted to stretch her body as usual.

But before she could make this move, she was immediately stopped by the strange feeling coming from all parts of her body.

"hiss……"

She gasped, and just a small movement made Yukiko subconsciously grit her teeth.

Sore.

Aches and pains all over my body.

It's almost like I was dragged through an entire marathon yesterday.

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

Looking down, she saw that under the good lighting environment, half of the boy's face was buried in her chest, and the side of his face was resting on her arm. He was sleeping peacefully and peacefully.

Oh, that might be a little inaccurate. To be honest, it was Yukiko who took the initiative to hold Serabel's head in her arms.

And it looks like he's holding it tight.

Uh……

Seeing this scene in front of her, Yukiko fell into deep thought.

But at the same time, the memories in my mind that I almost couldn't save because of the fragments last night began to recover quickly.

Probably... like this, like that... from the bed to the bathroom, then from the bathroom to the sofa, then from the sofa to the hallway, then into the bathroom, and finally back to the bed...

When she recalled the whole process, Yukiko couldn't help but feel a little complicated.

How should I put it? Although there were indeed factors that led to such a result due to Serabel's lack of martial ethics, the essence was that she wanted to play with fire, but she failed unexpectedly.

Emmm, of course it’s cool, it’s really cool.

It’s already broken, why don’t you feel happy?

Forget it, now that I’ve done everything…

No longer entangled in those complicated issues, Yukiko lowered her head, leaned forward and kissed Serabel gently on the lips. Her tone was extremely soft, like a whisper between lovers.

"Good morning, then... let's sleep a little longer~"

As she spoke, she put her legs up again under the quilt. ?

Chapter 109: A woman’s IQ is always at full capacity when she catches an adulterer

Now that the deal is done, it is better to simply accept it calmly than to struggle repeatedly in your heart.

That's what Yukiko did.

The two of them hugged each other and slept like this until the afternoon.

"Good morning, Yukiko-sister..."

"Good morning! It's already noon... No, it's already afternoon!"

On the big bed in the hotel room, Yukiko woke up almost simultaneously when she heard the movement in her arms. She stretched her body and put her arms away. She pulled her up like an octopus and tightened her tightly.

She just held Serabel and rolled back and forth in a half circle on the bed several times.

Until a hand reached out from her arms and patted the older girl's waist gently, making a vague sound.

"Uh huh huh huh huh (translation: I can't breathe)..."

"Oh, sorry sorry."

Realizing that her behavior was indeed a bit too much, Yukiko let go of her arm, allowing Serabel to pull her head out of the suffocating abyss.

The scabbard of Wu Xiang Yi Dao is beautiful, but it is also important to be able to breathe freely.

So the quilt was lifted, Serabel sat up from the bed, and the setting afternoon sun shining into the room through the curtains outside the window shone sideways on him, making his muscle texture particularly clear.

He is powerful without being burly, and slender without being emaciated. He is like a sculpture that perfectly meets the aesthetics of the Oriental people.

Hey~

Yukiko was still lying on the bed, looking at the boy with even a corner of his hair in front of her eyes, and couldn't help but be a little obsessed for a moment.

When she was still an actress, there were so many men with good looks and good figures in the entertainment industry. Quite a few of them were not only perfect in appearance, but also in all aspects of behavior, etiquette, emotional intelligence, etc., without exception, they were above the excellent line. The unquestionable hexagon warrior.

But in the final analysis, those are all fake. They were discovered and packaged by the agency and then processed. They are all added with special effects.

Even Yukiko herself would have had to go through rigorous idol training if she wanted to become famous, if her main focus was acting and her acting skills and appearance were impeccable, forcing herself to wear a personality that was contrary to her nature just to make the public like her. Distinctive "personality".

For example, even Tsuchiya Li Yang, who mainly works as a voice actress, had to give up her habit of laughing when she stood on the stage, and put on the cold face of Enka who had been practicing for two and a half years.

Once you throw away this layer of personality, you will find that the so-called idols are actually no different from ordinary people.

There are still all kinds of small shortcomings, and there may be social fears, but there is just a shiny skin that has been polished hard.

Even quite a few of them had to add special effects to achieve good-looking skins.

A person like Serabel who just woke up, doesn't put on makeup or clothes, is real and can rub those popular little girls on the ground. It can't be said that they are rare, it can only be said that they can't be found at all.

Yukiko pouted: "If you become an actor and make a movie, even if you are not the protagonist, the director will probably have to arrange an important supporting role for you, otherwise it will be too wasteful..."

When she spoke, Serabel just got out of bed and looked for clothes on the floor.

The clothes on the two of them had fallen off in the fierce one-sided battle last night, and were all scattered on the floor in the room.

Hearing the muttering from behind, Serabel, who had just put on her shorts, turned her head and glanced doubtfully.

"I'm not filming a movie, and sister Yukiko, why don't you get up? I'm a little hungry and plan to go out to eat later."

"Then come over and help sister get dressed."

Yukiko lazily stretched out her arms from under the quilt, as if she wanted to hug her.

...Do you still need help?

Until last night, Serabel, who had never had this experience with anyone other than Akai Mari, tilted her head in confusion.

But since everyone said so, he could only do what was good.

Yukiko was very devoid of martial ethics. She suddenly sat up while Sarabel picked up her clothes and came to her side of the bed. She put her arms around the latter's neck and pulled down Sarabel, who had just gotten up. Bell dragged back to the bed to fight.

Incidentally, he gritted his teeth.

"Are you really capable? You bullied your sister like that last night, making her so embarrassed and sore all over your body when you wake up. Aren't you very proud? Huh? Are you still arrogant?"

"Your whole body is... sore and you still... exert yourself so hard?"

Serabel's mouth was sinking in the waves, and she could only speak intermittently.

"This is backup energy!" Yukiko said plausibly.

Are you some kind of robot? You still have backup energy...

Serabel thought.

However, it was true that she felt sore all over. Yukiko calmed down after struggling for less than a minute, then let Serabel fiddle with her clothes and slowly got up from the bed.

Of course, there will definitely be various little grunts in the middle.

Ten minutes later, Yukiko, fully dressed, stood beside the bed, clenched her hands, raised her arms and shouted.

"Yoshi, Yukiko - resurrected with full health!"

Today, she specially wore an extra peaked cap, tied her long brown curly hair into a high ponytail through the hole in the back of the peaked cap, and added a pair of burgundy sunglasses.

At first glance, she looks like a female college student who has just graduated from college.

After shouting, Yukiko hooked her hands towards Serabel, who was looking down at her phone two meters away.

"Why are you standing so far away? Come here, come here."

"coming……"

Serabel looked down at her phone and walked over. As soon as she reached her side, she was hugged by her arm.

A soft touch came clearly from the outside of his arm. Yukiko put her chin on his shoulder and looked curiously at the screen of the phone in his hand.

"What are you looking at? Well, plane tickets?"

Serabel nodded and responded: "Well, I was checking to see if there are any tickets available to go back to Japan this evening or tonight, but it doesn't seem like there are any."

He promised Akai Marie that he would go back early.

"It's almost two o'clock in the afternoon now. You must not see it now."

Yukiko pouted again.

"Even if we book it now, it's still a flight ticket for tomorrow morning. Besides, why are we in such a hurry to go back to Japan? Could it be——"

The words stopped abruptly, and she stared at Serabel with suspicious eyes.

However, after a few seconds, Yukiko suddenly realized it and slapped her head and said, "Oh, that's right."

"Speaking of which, Sera-kun's sister also goes to school in Japan, right?"

"……That's it."

Serabel followed her words.

"Well, that's true. After all, it's really not safe to let underage girls live alone in other countries."

Yukiko thought about it seriously and then snapped her fingers.

"Then let's book a flight for tomorrow morning, um... forget it, let's go to noon or afternoon... just the afternoon, preferably tomorrow night..."

In the morning, she pushed for noon, at noon, she pushed for afternoon, in the afternoon, she pushed for evening, and finally she made the final decision.

"Okay, let's make a compromise and let's do it in the evening."?

Chapter 110 You did it?

In short, due to some force majeure reasons, Serabel finally bought a ticket for the next evening at Yukiko's repeated request.

As for why it wasn't in the afternoon... Thinking back to the time they woke up today, plus the two hours it took to pack their bags, wash up, eat something, and then rush to the airport, even the evening flight could only be said to be just in time.

Fortunately, there is a thirteen-hour time difference between Japan and the United States. This is equivalent to saying that if Serabel and Yukiko board a flight back to Japan at New York Airport in the evening, it will still be evening when they get off the plane.

It was just the evening of the third day.

The sun sets in the west, and the gorgeous sunset covers a small half of the sky over Tokyo.

The dusty door of the villa that had been idle for three days finally opened with the sound of a key being inserted into the keyhole at No. 21, Minaka Town [-]-chome.