Looking at Spitwagen's strange expression and the broken tea cup on the ground, Mia looked confused: "What's the matter? What happened?"

"I, I, I..." His mind was in a mess, Spitwagen's lips were trembling, and he couldn't even finish his words.

He thought that no matter how perverted Dio was, he was just playing with Mia, but he didn't expect that he would reach the last step...

God, Mia is a bear now!

"Are you really okay?" Mia frowned, ran to Spitwagen, and shook her paw at him.

As the little bear got closer, Spittwagan clearly realized how small she was, and her lips trembled even more.

How could Dio be able to attack such a small bear?

Are you really not going to die? !

"Hello?" Mia jumped a few times, trying to attract Spitwagen's attention, but she ran into the mosquito bag again.

"Hiss—" Tears welled up in her eyes. Mia sat on the ground and covered the mosquito bite.

Mia looked like she was in so much pain...

Damn, Dior is such a jerk! Mia turned into a bear to save him, so he bullied people like this?

You shouldn't have assisted him just now.

Anger welled up in his heart, and Spitwagen said warmly in anger: "Mia, I'm fine, I was just in a daze. I have some pain medicine, it's very effective, I'll give it to you to apply on it."

Mia nodded and said: "Okay, thank you."

Spitwagen left quickly, came back with a small iron box, and handed it to Mia.

"Thank you." Mia took the iron box and put it aside, "I'll go back to the room later."

After saying that, Mia sat back down next to Dio's pasta and continued to eat his meat sauce.

Thinking he had discovered something remarkable, Spitwagen was brainstorming furiously with his head full of mud.

A few minutes later.

Spitwagen took a new cup, poured a cup of tea, and took a sip to calm down his shock: "Mia, if you don't want to have something, just refuse it. You don't have to worry about the other party being unhappy."

"What?" Mia tilted her head, her mouth still stained with red meat sauce.

Mia doesn’t seem to understand this very well?

Damn it, Dio couldn't have tricked her with sweet words, right?

Recalling Dior's perverted little porn book, Spitwagen's expression became worse and worse.

People in the Victorian era were very conservative, and even Spitwagen, who was born in Ghoul Street, would find it difficult to talk about such things.

After pondering for a moment, he pointed to the box of ointment and chose a tactful way of saying: "You are injured and need to be treated with medicine. You'd better not do this next time, right?"

Injuried? Refers to the mosquito bag?

Don't mean wearing clothes?

How did Spitwagen know that she was bitten by a mosquito because she was not wearing any clothes? so smart.

Mia nodded and said: "I understand, I won't do this next time."

Hearing this, Spitwagen breathed a sigh of relief and took a sip of tea.

"It's nothing actually."

Mia looked serious.

"It was just a mosquito bite."

"Pfft--" Spitwagen spurted out the tea he had just drank.

Bitten by a mosquito?

So that Dior thing...

As thin as a mosquito's needle? !

"Cough cough cough..." Spitwagen choked on his tea.

at this time.

Dior prepared himself mentally and came back with a cup of milk tea and a cup of lemon tea.

When he opened the door, he found that Spitwagen had been coughing and frowned: "A cold?"

The young man has a tall and straight figure, and his dazzling blond hair has no trace of color. He looks like a prince from a fairy tale. His frowning look could easily give the person being watched the illusion that "he loves me deeply."

Seeing that the rightful owner had returned, Spitwagen coughed even more violently, almost exploding his lungs.

Damn it, Dior looks like a human being, I didn’t expect his job to be so bad...

God is fair, and good-looking skin does come with a price.

Feeling that he was going to die from coughing if he stayed any longer, Spitwagen didn't reply to Dio's words and rushed out of the door at a speed close to a trot.

He has a bad temper, cannot speak sweet words, has strange hobbies, and his life is not good enough...

Mia, why don't you find another boyfriend.

Silently supporting Mia in her heart to move on, Spitwagen ran faster and disappeared after a few runs.

Looking back from the direction Spittwagon left, Dio frowned: "Why is Spittwagon so crazy?"

Spitwagen's eyes were extremely complicated, including anger, complaint, shock, contempt, pity... Dio felt very uncomfortable.

Dio shook his head, too lazy to pay attention to the bitwagon, and put the milk tea next to Mia's plate: "Drink it. And don't eat my meat sauce."

"Oh..." Mia looked regretful, took the spoon, left Dio's plate, and returned to her place.

Looking at his tomato pasta with almost only noodles left, Dio twitched the corner of his mouth and decided not to care about the little animals and sat down to have breakfast.

After breakfast, Mia pestered Dior to read The Times to her.

Dio was so annoyed that he reluctantly took one and read it to her in a sinister tone.

Little Bear lay on the dining table, squinting his eyes, enjoying the morning light and Dior's pleasant voice.

After half an hour.

Mia suddenly realized something was wrong and asked: "Why are there so many vicious incidents on the news? Robbery, murder, parades... Now the security has become worse?"

Dio raised his eyebrows: "You have some brains, I thought you would never notice."

Xiong's ears twitched, and Mia gossiped: "Something happened?"

Dior looked in the direction of Buckingham Palace: "Vampires have transformed many people, including various dignitaries and wealthy people. Moreover, there are many people who are attracted by immortality and interests and join the Dark Night. Now the vampire has escaped and the second in command Jones is dead. If the goats don’t have a leader to lead the way, wouldn’t it be chaos?”

Mia lamented: "The zombies in the castle shouted many times, 'Lord Zebelin will save us,' but in the end, no vampire showed up."

"A boring guy. Either Zeppelin is a coward, or he is in some kind of trouble, and his bad state does not allow him to show up."

Dio sneered.

"There should be many big names among the zombies who died in the battle in the castle. The heart is missing so many gears. Even if they are all rotten gears, the machine will still have problems."

Mia touched her chin: "Is this what the newspaper reported?"

Dio's eyes moved to Mia: "At first, they wanted to cover it up. Later, people with a discerning eye knew that it was a mess, so they reported some minor incidents in the newspaper."

Mia scratched her head: "Will it continue to be chaotic?"

"You're a small citizen, what are you doing to worry about the MPs?"

Dio gave her a blow.

"No one is necessary and will soon be replaced by new gears."

"I see."

Mia nodded and lifted up her skirt casually.

tear-

The little bear's hooligan-like movements shocked Dio and tore the newspaper in his hand.

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