Lin Yu withdrew his fingers from below Mia Xiaofu, dipped them in the potion again, and applied it to the red mark on her side.

Mia's body trembled slightly under his fingertips, but she did not pull away.

Her gaze fell on Lin Yu's profile; his expression was focused, as if he were doing something that required patience.

"Mr. Lin Yu," she said, her voice more steady than before.

"Um?"

"Are you calling me a monster?" Mia's voice was soft, with a cautious, tentative tone.

"Snake people...aren't they monsters in your human eyes? That's what they all say anyway."

Lin Yu's fingers didn't stop: "Miss Mia, didn't you notice? The girls in the manor aren't afraid of you. You saw the way they looked at you just now."

Mia's eyelashes trembled slightly, and Lin Yu continued applying the cream:

"And I think Miss Mia is very cute."

Lin Yu said gently, "Beautiful, straightforward, and the tail is also very pretty."

Mia did not speak.

But her tail stretched out from her side and gently wrapped around Lin Yu's forearm, with little force, as if testing something.

When Lin Yu looked up, their eyes met, and the air in the tent fell silent for a moment.

Mia's lips parted slightly, her pupils reflecting his face.

Lin Yu was peeling and caring for her, and Mia experienced a feeling she had never felt before, which warmed her heart.

But under Lin Yu's guidance, their eyes gradually became more intimate, and the atmosphere became increasingly ambiguous.

Lin Yu felt the time was right and put down the bottle in his hand.

He reached out and cupped Mia's face in his hands. Mia's cheeks were burning hot, and the warmth traveled through her thin skin to his palms.

He didn't speak, but gently turned her face and pressed his lips to hers.

Mia's body stiffened for a moment, then she closed her eyes, raised her hand from the hay mat, and clutched the fabric of his shirt at his chest.

Her kiss was awkward; she didn't know what to do next when her lips touched his, but she didn't pull away.

Lin Yu's hand slid down her face, around her waist, and pulled her into his arms.

Mia's snake tail tightened, and Lin Yu placed his palm on her back, pulling her forward slightly.

That position allowed Lin Yu to close in without needing to adjust his angle.

Mia's eyes widened suddenly.

Her lips were still pressed against his, but a muffled groan escaped her throat, the sound trapped between them.

Her body was tense, her fingers gripping the fabric of his back, her nails digging in, as if she were searching for a foothold.

Lin Yu didn't rush to move; his lips moved away from hers and landed on her ear:

"Mia, be my woman."

Mia stopped breathing.

She turned her head and buried her face in Lin Yu's neck, her voice muffled by the fabric:

"...Now that things have come to this, how can I possibly refuse...?"

"Then I'll take that as your agreement."

Lin Yu smiled slightly, and then without hesitation, he supported her waist.

He patiently guided Mia.

Mia's wound bled, dripping onto the mat and leaving a dark stain.

2 hours later——

Mia's body slowly went limp.

She buried her face in Lin Yu's chest, her fingers clutching his clothes.

Lin Yu's breathing gradually calmed down, and he placed his palm on Mia's lower back, waiting for her to recover.

She nestled in his arms for a while, then looked up at him, her eyes still red, but the corners of her mouth were already curved into a smile:

"Thank you... Lin Yu~" She paused, then said, "I feel like I've found my home."

Lin Yu lowered his head and kissed Mia's forehead, then took out a clean cloth from his storage bag and wiped the bloodstains off her body.

When Mia came out of the tent, Papi and Treya were practicing by the wooden platform. They turned around at the same time when they heard the noise.

Mia's face was still flushed and her lips were a little swollen, but she walked steadily and stood still by the wooden platform.

Papi looked at her: "Mia, why have you been in the tent for so long?"

Mia's tail tip tapped lightly on the ground; she didn't avoid Papi's gaze.

"Because I slept with Mr. Lin Yu," she said bluntly.

Papi froze, and Treya paused in her sword strike.

Mia continued:

"After this performance, we may have to disband."

"Because I've already agreed to stay by Mr. Lin Yu's side." Her voice was calm.

Papbi didn't say anything.

Her wings opened slightly and then closed again, her gaze shifting from Mia's face to the grass beside her.

For some reason, Papi felt a tightness in her chest, like something was stuck there, unable to go up or down.

She looked at Mia's flushed lips, at the barely suppressed smile on her face, and recalled what Lin Yu had said to her in the tailor shop yesterday...

"Be my woman, Papi." She agreed then, thinking it was a promise that belonged only to her.

Komia said the same thing now, and even before her.

She was clearly the first one; she was clearly the one who arrived first.

For a moment, Papi felt strange; she was a little jealous, a little flustered, and a little depressed.

However, Papiya did not want to sit idly by and wait for her fate. She understood her inner feelings, but felt that Lin Yu must know.

So Papi decided to talk to Lin Yu after tonight's performance to get some advice.

Treya stood to the side, sheathing her sword, her gaze sweeping between Mia and Papi:

"That's...that's good, you've found your place. We can rest easy now."

But after she said that, she was silent for a few seconds, as if there was something else stuck in her throat.

Theresa's feelings were also complicated; she was afraid that her sisters were doing poorly, but she was also afraid that they were doing too well.

Thinking that Mia would probably have no worries about food and clothing in the future, Theresa was happy for her, but she was also reluctant to part ways like this, after all, they had spent so much time together.

Mia looked at the two of them, and the corners of her mouth curved slightly:

"Why don't we all marry Mr. Lin Yu? That way we can stay best friends forever."

She said this in a casual tone, with a slightly joking undertone, but not entirely in jest.

Treya's ears turned red for a moment: "Mia, you...you shouldn't say things like that. Hurry up and rehearse, don't delay our important business tonight."

She turned and walked toward the center of the wooden platform, but her pace was faster than usual.

Papi didn't speak. She stood there, glanced at Mia, looked down at her hands, and then turned and walked to the other side of the wooden platform.

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