“Does it hurt here too?”
“Mm, very much.”
Jiang Mian: …
“My hand is on your face right now, and you’re saying that hurts too?” Jiang Mian’s lips twitched.
“Can’t you just cooperate with me?”
Lin Yu lowered his gaze and stared at her for a moment.
His cool, clear voice was like a pebble dropping into a cold spring, stirring the heart.
“Mian…
Mian, how did you know my head hurt?”
Jiang Mian, having heard this, had already prepared her explanation.
“Your scales sometimes grow on your head, right?
The burning pain would naturally make your cranial nerves hurt too.”
‘Then I’ll just ‘casually’ discover the old wound on the back of his head.’
Jiang Mian then continued, “Oh, it looks like you have an old injury on the back of your head.
When we’re in a better situation, I can take a look for you.”
For a long moment, the man before her remained silent.
Just as Jiang Mian started to wonder if she’d been found out, Lin Yu spoke softly, “Is that so…”
His voice was very soft, betraying no emotion.
‘I can’t tell if he believed me or not.’
Jiang Mian decided to assume he believed her.
She grabbed Lin Yu’s hand and headed for the sofa.
“Come on, I’ll check your pulse while I’m at it.”
Lin Yu’s gaze fell on her hand holding his.
He didn’t say a word, just quietly followed her.
Now that the frenzy had passed, the burning pain in his body was gone.
Lin Yu had never experienced such a mild frenzy before.
All that remained were the traits of his beastification, which had randomly appeared on his neck this time.
The side of his neck was covered in snake scales.
The two of them sat on the sofa, Jiang Mian still holding his wrist.
Lin Yu half-lowered his eyelashes, not pulling his hand away.
The young woman’s beautiful, dark eyes looked at him with a tranquil, accepting gaze.
“Has your stomach been hurting recently?”
“No.”
“Lately, how often has your brain area been hurting?”
“Two or three times in the last half month.”
“How has your mood been lately?”
Lin Yu didn’t answer, his gaze falling on her face.
His mood had not been good lately.
“Not good, right?” Jiang Mian seemed to see right through his expression and spoke calmly, “No matter what happens, don’t overthink things.
Try to stay happy and cheerful.”
‘Overthinking is bad for the brain area, too.’
Jiang Mian now had a general understanding of Lin Yu’s physical condition.
The stomach problems hadn’t flared up yet, his emotional state was relatively calm, and his brain area just needed slow and steady treatment.
‘Youth really is a good thing; not so many ailments.’
‘He can be treated properly.’ Jiang Mian felt relieved.
Jiang Mian quickly let go of his hand, moved behind him, and said slowly, “From now on, I’ll start by giving you a gentle head massage every day.”
Lin Yu realized she was treating him like a patient.
He frowned slightly.
He didn’t want this kind of relationship, but when he heard she would be coming over every day, Lin Yu fell silent.
Before she left, Jiang Mian gave him a slight smile.
“From now on, you have to come find me during your frenzies.
And come find me if you’re not feeling well, too, okay?”
Lin Yu stared at her.
After a long moment, some other emotion entered his weary, cold eyes, which were no longer a desolate wasteland.
He replied softly, “Okay.”
Jiang Mian had just stepped out of Lin Yu’s room when she saw Chi Lin not far away, leaning against a doorframe.
He raised an eyebrow slightly at Jiang Mian, then glanced at Lin Yu.
He then straightened up and walked slowly toward Jiang Mian, his voice a lazy drawl.
“Sis, I went to your room to find you, but you weren’t there.
I’ve been waiting for quite a while.
You’re finally out of the Snake Beastman’s room.”
His tall figure ambled over nonchalantly.
Jiang Mian looked at him, confused.
“Did you need me for something?”
“Sis, didn’t you tell me last time not to do those kinds of livestreams?” Chi Lin very naturally took Jiang Mian’s hand.
“I’m about to try a new kind of stream.
Come take a look and give me some advice.”
Jiang Mian paused.
It was an excuse she couldn’t really refuse.
So, Chi Lin pulled her toward his room.
As Chi Lin led her away, Jiang Mian looked back to say goodbye to Lin Yu.
“I’m leaving now!”
The second before she was pulled into Chi Lin’s room, she saw Rong Fei in the distance.
He seemed to be about to return to his own room, but had paused as if by chance, his head turned to look their way.
Their gazes met for a brief second.
The next moment, Jiang Mian was inside Chi Lin’s room.
Meanwhile, Rong Fei’s grip on his doorknob tightened slightly, though his face remained expressionless.
A bone-chilling coldness flashed in his silver eyes.
He pushed the door open, went inside, and his tall figure vanished from the hallway.
Meanwhile, Lin Yu simply watched as Jiang Mian entered the Scorpion Beastman’s room, the door closing and blocking his view.
His expression seemed to turn weary and cold once more.
Lin Yu watched for a moment longer, then turned and went back into his room.
“Sis, we’ll be at the Pollution Star soon.
You can’t survive without money, you know.” After pulling Jiang Mian inside, Chi Lin threw himself onto the sofa.
His arms and legs were spread wide, and he wore a dark green shirt.
The top few buttons of the shirt were all undone, the luxuriously wrinkled green fabric revealing a wide expanse of his abs and chest.
‘He’s sitting like a total boss.’
Jiang Mian: …
Here she was, standing, while he lounged on the sofa like he was the one in charge.
‘Wasn’t she the master?
Wasn’t he her Beast Slave?’
Jiang Mian’s eyes flickered.
This lazy, playful, yet leisurely aura was something usually found in people of high status.
‘Someone who could become a Beast Master in the future…
‘
Jiang Mian suspected that these Beastmen already had their own people, or perhaps their own factions, operating in secret.
A sudden realization dawned on her.
‘Beastmen who are all cut out to be leaders—how could they possibly submit to being a human’s Beast Slave?’
Jiang Mian tucked her thoughts away and said coolly, “I already have a plan to earn Star Coins.
You don’t need to transfer your livestream income to me anymore.”
That’s right.
Jiang Mian had seen on her Light Brain that Chi Lin had transferred all the income from his risqué livestreams to her.
She could have taken Star Coins from his account whenever she wanted, though she would never have used the money he earned from those suggestive streams anyway.
And yet, he had still gone through the unnecessary trouble of deliberately transferring all the Star Coins to her account.
“How could that be okay?” Chi Lin laughed and sat up straight, though his legs were still spread wide.
He propped his elbows on his knees, rested his chin in his palm, and fixed his gaze on Jiang Mian’s face.
“I earned those Star Coins for you, Sis.”
Jiang Mian felt that today’s Chi Lin was a little different than before, as if some of his pretense had been stripped away.
‘But he’s still so provocative…’
A white gauze was still wrapped around his neck, looking very mysterious and sexy.
Chi Lin’s misty, mountain-green eyes were filled with mirth as he looked at her.
“So, Sis, how are we going to earn Star Coins?
Should we do another joint livestream?”
“You don’t need to worry about that,” Jiang Mian said, changing the subject.
“Didn’t you say you wanted me to take a look at your livestream?”
Chi Lin ran his fingers through his hair, slicking back the short, green bangs from his forehead.
He stood up from the sofa and went to operate the Light Brain.
“Right.
Just a moment, Sis.”