Dress up as Dior sister and awaken your substitute at the beginning

Mia's eyes were shining like stars.

Dio hooked his lips, walked to the backpack with her, squatted down, and opened it.

The pink dress lay quietly inside. Dior stretched out his hand and touched it gently. It was soft and fragile, like a mother's embrace.

Mia stood on tiptoes, picking up the upper edge of her schoolbag, looking at the skirt inside, a little lost in thought.

What did mom wear this dress for?

Afternoon tea?

Reading in the study room?

Going to the garden to enjoy flowers?

Mia rubbed her sore eyes as her mother's carefree girlhood flashed through her mind.

Mia turned her head and looked at Dior: "Great, I got the skirt back..."

The young man's face was expressionless, but his eyes seemed a little moist, and the sharp aura in the past had softened, like a cactus that had put away its sharp thorns.

Dio touched Mia's head: "Thank you."

Mia rubbed his palm: "We are brother and sister."

Dior froze for a moment and slowly retracted his hand: "Let's put the skirt away."

Mia nodded heavily: "Okay!"

Dior found a box set with gems, folded the skirt, wrapped it in a soft and clean cloth, and put it inside.

Then, he placed a dried lavender flower on it before closing the lid.

My mother used to always keep dried flowers in the closet.

The clothes will be dyed with a faint floral fragrance, which is very different from the smelly clothes of other people in the slums.

No matter how difficult life is, my mother still holds hope.

Dio put the box into the safe, returned to Mia's bedroom with a bowl of Chinese medicine: "Mia, it's time to drink the medicine."

Her ears twitched and Mia pouted.

Dio put the bowl on the table and picked up Mia: "Be good, I'll give you some candy after you drink it."

After saying that, as if he was afraid that Mia wouldn't believe it, Dio took out a toffee and shook it in front of her nose, like a carrot hanging in front of a donkey.

Mia's eyes lit up and she reached out to grab it.

Dio took away the candy at lightning speed: "You can only eat it after drinking it."

Smelling the bitter smell of Chinese medicine, Mia covered her nose: "Have you found the ants' stronghold?"

Dio put Mia on the table, pulled out the chair and sat down: "The medicine will be more bitter when it is cold."

Mia turned around and turned her back to him: "I am caring about our career!"

The word "we" pleased Dior.

He remembered that the young master Johnny and Mia had nothing in common.

Dio stretched out his hand and patted the sulking bear's head, as if trying to calm down a puffer fish: "There are some clues... In half a month at most, the ants will disappear from the Ghoul Street."

Mia snorted and did not avoid Dio's hand: "When are you going back? I'll blow them up."

"No, just take a good rest."

"Why? I'm very powerful!"

"See what you did this time?"

"Sorry……"

Dio gently tugged on Mia's ears: "I can handle it, don't worry. It's winter now, and it's time for the bear to hibernate and rest."

Thinking of what she had caused this time, Mia curled her lips: "Okay..."

There was a smile in Dio's eyes: "When the time comes, please watch the fireworks."

Mia looked back at him blankly: "Aren't you talking about ants? Why did it change into fireworks?"

"You'll know then."

"The Riddler, bah!"

"..."

"A little bit~"

"Mia!"

Seeing Dior's dark face, Mia's eyes wandered wildly, she pouted and whistled.

Dio took a deep breath, ignored the topic, and told her to drink medicine.

Mia didn't want to drink, so she lay still on the table like a sloth.

Dio grabbed the back of her neck and carried her to the bowl, unwilling to take a sip.

In the end, Dio had no choice but to chase and feed him with a small spoon.

Wen Qing adjusted the prescription for the taste, but it was still bitter. It would be okay if Mia drank it all in one gulp, but feeding it with a spoon was like savoring the bitter taste of the medicine.

After finishing one bowl, not only was half an hour wasted, but Mia almost vomited.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Mia chewed the toffee, suppressing the turmoil in her stomach with the sweetness.

"I'm going to take a shower, don't run around." Dio rubbed his brow and walked away.

Mia looked at Dior's walking posture and found nothing wrong: "Come back and give you some medicine." Didn't Wen Qing say that riding a horse will hurt your thighs? It doesn’t look like it either?

Thinking that Mia just painted the wounds on her face, Dio nodded and went out.

Mia lay on the bed, soft and comfortable, dispelling the exhaustion of the afternoon's escape.

The people in Wind Knight Town were very nice and helped them a lot. If there was no conflict of interest, she wouldn't want anything to happen to the townspeople.

This time she and Johnny were chased by the zombies for several streets and suffered some injuries, but they succeeded in killing the zombies later.

Not only did it save her and Johnny's lives, but also the lives of the townspeople.

It’s nice to do a nice thing once in a while…

Mia curled her mouth and rolled around hugging the quilt.

The biggest worry now is Johnny.

Johnny helped get mom's dress back, and she didn't want him to die.

But Dior…

Obviously, Dio put all the blame for the warship and the thick-skinned zombies on Johnny.

I don’t know how to keep Johnny...

When Dio came back, he saw Mia rolling on the bed like a top.

"Is the medicine so bad?"

Damn it, this guy came in without knocking!

Oh my god, she doesn’t look like a sick person who is vomiting blood...

Mia smiled coquettishly: "Give you some medicine?"

Dio didn't think much, washed Mia's hands, lay on the bed and applied it to her.

Mia scooped up the ointment and moved it next to Dio's face.

Mia still takes good care of this great handsome face and applies it very lightly.

After all, with Dior's terrible personality, he definitely doesn't have a wife, and with this face, he can still deceive little girls.

When Dior gets married, let her travel around the world. I feel that Dior's children will not be a good person, and I don't want to take them...

Thinking about the terrifying scene of a litter of naughty children in Dior's house in the future, Mia finished painting her face.

Not bothering to care about the remaining ointment on her hands, Mia lay on Dio's chest and unbuttoned his buttons. I can't help it, my hands are too short and I can't reach it without leaning down.

Dio was enjoying Mia's gentle care, but he didn't expect that she would act rogue.

"Wait!" Dio's face turned red as he took Mia off his body, "What are you doing?!"

Mia blinked: "Apply medicine?"

"Why do you need to take off your clothes to apply medicine?!"

"Are you not injured?"

"Yes, but..."

"By the way, does your thigh hurt? Let me see."

In the Victorian era, a proper lady was not supposed to mention words related to "legs."

At this time, legs are a very private organ for women, and Mia's words are as powerful as reading pornographic jokes aloud on the street.

The blush on his cheeks spread to his ears. Dior pulled up the quilt and covered him: "Didn't my mother teach you...don't talk like this?"

Mia crossed her arms and said, "What happened to me? What a normal word. It's obvious that you care about obscenity!"

"Mia! Can you be more like a girl?"

"I'm just saying! Legs, legs, legs, black stockings and white stockings..."

"???"

Mia even said a lot about leg control, which almost made Dio angry. I don't know where to get angry.

After some fuss, Dior agreed to Mia's application of medicine.

Johnny doesn't get this kind of treatment, and Dio will feel like he's lost if he doesn't agree.

Dio slowly swallowed the shirt and lay down on the bed.

Mia dug out a large amount of ointment and glanced at the young man's slender and well-proportioned figure: "Wow, your abdominal muscles are symmetrical, they look good."

His face felt uncomfortably hot, and Dio looked away from her.

Mia had long been accustomed to Dior's non-talkative character, so she applied the medicine with a snap and rubbed it vigorously.

The little bear's flesh pad was very soft, but Mia couldn't help but put all her weight on it, rubbing it as if it was her life.

"Hiss—" Dio's expression twisted for a moment, and immediately returned to his cold look, "It's too strong."

Mia said seriously: "Just rub the bruise away and it will heal quickly."

Dior quietly grasped the sheets tightly: "You can't rub the injury you just suffered, you have to apply cold compress."

"It's okay, great strength works wonders."

"Did you do it on purpose?"

"Hey!"

"Hiss...are you angry?"

"You bullied me today. You scratched me so much that it hurt, and you choked me." Mia smiled sinisterly, "Apologise."

Dio pursed his lips and stared at the ceiling, as if there was gold on it.

Mia snorted coldly and applied the medicine to Dio gently.

Johnny showed no mercy during the fight, and Dio was seriously injured. An ordinary person would have been hospitalized long ago. But Dio obviously resisted beatings better than ordinary people and took care of Mia for one night as if nothing had happened.

Now, Mia decided to recover from the injury.

The little chubby bear leaned forward, put his heavy weight on his front paws, and pressed the bruises on Dio's body with such force that he gritted his teeth and looked like he was not treating, but like a murderer killing.

Dio was very stubborn and refused to apologize. He just endured it.

Seeing this, Mia patiently and carefully painted every place before stopping.

Dio's face was expressionless, as if he didn't care.

But judging from the thin sweat on his forehead and the wrinkled sheets, he didn't seem so calm inside.

"Such a bad temper..." Mia came to his mouth angrily, "A kiss in exchange for an apology?"

Dio calmed down his rapid breathing, held Mia's head down, and kissed her cheek perfunctorily.

"I forgive you. Also, don't whip people with a belt next time."

Not noticing Dio's slightly stiff expression, Mia smiled sweetly.

"Pants off."