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

Chapter 203 Skirt

The boy had changed his clothes. His blond hair, which reached almost to his shoulders, was moist, as if he had just taken a shower.

He was wearing a white shirt, with two buttons on the collar undone, revealing his delicate collarbones, like the male protagonist in a campus novel. The scars on his face did not affect his beauty at all, but instead added a fragile beauty.

Seeing Mia smiling at him, Dio leaned down and touched her furry cheek: "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Mia nodded and said, "Yes."

Dio's face changed slightly and he was about to ask her what was wrong.

Mia hugged his fingers and said seriously: "I have a disease that will kill me without Dio's hug."

Dio breathed a sigh of relief and slowly picked up Mia: "Don't you like Johnny? Let him hold you."

The smell of alcohol on Dior's body was gone, only the scent of soap was left. Mia leaned against him and rubbed against him: "I only like you."

Dio froze for a moment, grabbed the back of the little bear's neck, and raised her in front of him: "Why do you want to save Johnny?"

Mia pointed at her finger: "I didn't go out to rescue him. I just followed the planned route after entering the ship. I just heard the crew talking about Johnny later, so I followed him secretly..."

Dior narrowed his eyes slightly: "Where's the hair dye?"

Mia said confidently: "I thought I might be able to meet Johnny, so I took him with me."

Dio's eyes swept over her body, and he didn't know whether he believed it or not.

After a while, Mia whispered: "Honey, my neck hurts."

Dio looked at her neck and almost laughed.

The chubby little bear was pinched by the skin on the back of his neck and lifted up into the air. His body like a gas tank was suspended by such a small piece of skin. Is it okay to not feel any pain?

The irritability eased a little, and Dio put Mia back on the bed: "What's going on with that thick-skinned zombie? You can just run away, why do you care about Johnny?"

Mia rubbed her hands: "Johnny protected mom's skirt..."

Dior was stunned for a moment: "What dress?"

"That pink dress? Didn't you get it?"

"No...where is it?"

"Uh, Johnny's backpack."

"Damn Johnny!" Dio jumped up from his chair and stormed out.

Mia extended Erkan's hand: "Johnny even helped buy the dress! Look at the town like this. Without Johnny's help, the dress would have been buried in the ruins!"

Dio didn't reply and strode away.

Mia stayed where she was and scratched her head.

"This...is this thing over?"

Not long after, Wen Qing came in with dinner.

It's tomato, corn and pork ribs soup with noodles in it, and it's steaming hot.

There are no small utensils that Mia can use, so she has to use a larger children's spoon to scoop out food uncomfortably.

British pigs are not gelded, and the meat is juicy and tough, but the ribs in this bowl of noodles have no peculiar smell and are delicious. There is also tomato in it, which Mia likes, sour, sweet and delicious.

Mia liked it very much and ate it happily.

Wen Qing packed the tableware for Mia: "We left in a hurry and didn't have time to pack your belongings. But Mr. Dio had already asked someone to pack them before departure. It will probably be shipped tomorrow."

Mia's eyes lit up: "Dior still cares about me, hehe..."

Wen Qing chatted casually: "Master Dio made the noodle soup tonight. He said you like tomatoes and pork ribs."

Mia savored the taste of the noodle soup and smacked her lips: "I know, as soon as I taste it, I know it is made by Dior."

Wen Qing paused while cleaning up: "Master Dio often cooks for you?"

"My family used to be poor, and the housework was divided equally. I'm clumsy, and if I'm not good at hygiene, I'll be a little dirty at best. If I don't cook well, it's a waste of food. Dior cooks more."

Thinking of Dior wearing an apron in the kitchen, Mia curled her lips.

In Britain today, cooking is a woman's business. If a man cooks, he will be considered unmanly.

Things are rare and valuable, and Dior, with his arrogant temperament, is still willing to cook for himself...

Mia was quite moved.

Seeing that Mia was in a good mood, Wen Qing secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "Master Dio has always been very concerned about you... You will have to drink Chinese medicine in a while. It is a prescription for nourishing the body. Don't worry about drinking it."

Mia scratched her head: "Huh? Oh..."

Wen Qing winked at her: "Didn't you vomit blood and faint this afternoon?"

Understanding that he took the medicine to cover up his lie, Mia nodded heavily: "I understand, I will drink the medicine well."

After Wen Qing put away the tableware, Mia asked him to get some hot water and wanted to take a bath.

Wen Qing agreed, and soon brought a tub with hot water, towels, soap and a clean skirt.

He put down his things and made it clear several times that the dress was made by Dior himself before exiting the room and closing the door.

Mia picked up the skirt and took a look. The workmanship was simple but not rough. It was made of good material, soft and comfortable.

"The stitches are so delicate. If only he could be so patient with me..."

Mia curled her lips, put down her skirt, and took a bath while humming a song.

"I want O bubbles, I want O bubbles..."

When Mia was about to finish washing, the door suddenly opened.

Dio rushed in with a black backpack, with a few bruises on his face, but the corners of his mouth were raised high: "Stupid Johnny! I rushed from behind and punched him, and then snatched the bag away... "

Before he finished speaking, Dio spotted the little bear soaking in the basin at the other end of the room. He had no clothes on and a pile of soap bubbles on his head.

With red clouds on his cheeks, Dio hesitated and closed the door: "Why are you taking a shower all of a sudden? Be careful of catching a cold."

"I asked Wen Qing, it's okay to wash it." Mia didn't care about the addition of a boy in the room. She sat in the water and rubbed her back. "Did you win the battle in the end?"

Dio raised his head: "Of course we won! Stupid Johnny didn't even touch Bendio!"

"You have more bruises on your face."

"..."

“The noodle soup is delicious, with super fragrant tomato flavor.”

"Oh."

Seeing that Dior's expression was wrong, Mia pointed to the backpack: "Have you seen the skirt?"

Dior pursed his lips: "No, let's look at it together after you finish washing."

When he went out, he wished he could take the skirt back immediately.

After I got it, I felt a little scared for no reason...

Mia smiled and stood up, with white bubbles still on her head: "It's washed, can you help me wipe my hair?"

Dior put down his schoolbag gently, walked over, squatted down, scooped up water and washed Mia's hair: "There are soap bubbles on the top of my head."

"Thank you, I didn't realize it. Dior is so considerate." Mia closed her eyes to avoid water getting into her eyes, and didn't forget to blow a kiss to Dior.

Her ears turned a light red, and Dio snorted coldly, rubbing her hair gently: "Such little tricks are of no use to Bendio."

Mia ignored him and blew another kiss, making his ears redder.

After washing off the foam, Dior wiped Mia's hair.

The fur was wet and clinging to the body, but the little bear was not much smaller than usual, and it looked solid at first glance.

I haven't seen him for a few days. The little bear has not lost weight, but has gained some weight. He is so fleshy that he can sink in when he pokes his finger. It feels great.

Johnny, that bastard, should give Mia a good meal...

Thinking of this, Dio's anger towards Johnny weakened slightly.

Mia was lying on the bed, enjoying Dior's hair shaving service: "I feel that the energy is almost saved, maybe I can turn back into a human after a while."

Dio pinched her round belly: "Will the transformation process consume energy?"

If not, what should I do with this body of flesh? Mia loves beauty sometimes, will she be unhappy?

Mia didn't understand: "Should it? I don't know either..."

"Stupid." Dio rolled his eyes at her, thinking of the fat human Mia.

Seems pretty cute?

Like milk bread, fluffy, soft, white and tender...

Completely unaware that Dior had imagined herself as a bun, Mia dried her hair and put on a skirt.

Looking at the backpack on the ground, Mia bit her lip.

Dio looks cold-blooded, but he actually cares about his family.

After his mother died, he hated Dario, but still retained the last trace of family affection.

If Dario didn't act like a monster, Dio would still be willing to collect his body.

Unfortunately, Dalio is a bitch.