Days and nights of pursuit of Dottore

Chapter 210 The scent of wild flowers

Cheng Yan was rolling around on the bed like crazy. Halfway through venting his emotions, a hand suddenly pressed down on his calf.

I looked up while holding the pillow, and sure enough, I saw Dotore standing by the bed.

Cheng Yan immediately propped up his upper body, turned around and stretched out his hand to signal Dotore for a hug.

"Zanzan, I miss you so much."

Dotore hugged him and looked at the messy bed.

"What are you doing?"

Cheng Yan buried his head in the crook of his neck, "Zan Zan, tomorrow, I will have to fight with an executive officer."

Dotole didn't say anything, but gently stroked Cheng Yan's back.

Cheng Yan hugged his neck and looked up at him, "Zan Zan, this executive officer, isn't it you?"

Dotole paused and held Cheng Yan's waist tightly.

"What about me?"

Cheng Yan tried hard to control his expression, and pressed Dotole's shoulders with such force that his knuckles turned white.

"I'm just asking, Zanzan, answer me first, is it you?"

Dotole stared at Cheng Yan's eyes with his red eyes, seeing the expectation in his eyes, and then he opened his mouth to answer.

"That's right, your opponent tomorrow will be me."

Cheng Yan almost cried out loud and hugged Dotore's neck tightly.

"Why is this happening? How can I fight with you? Zazan, do you have the heart to hurt me? I don't want to fight with Zazan either. I can only endure fighting with Zazan on the bed, okay!"

Howling without hesitation, Dotole stared at Cheng Yan's increasingly red lips, and felt an unknown heat rising in his chest.

"What's the difference between being in bed and being outside?"

Dotole wiped away the tears from the corners of Cheng Yan's eyes, and pressed on with his words.

Cheng Yan choked, tears still on his face, but his body rubbed against Dotole's lower abdomen without knowing whether he was alive or dead.

"Of course not... um -"

His back fell heavily on the bed, and Cheng Yan was somewhat helpless as he endured this crazy kiss. His lips were burning and he hissed in pain.

But as soon as his teeth opened, he was invaded by the hot and wet feeling without any care. Cheng Yan's cheeks turned red and he tightly gripped Dotorre's shoulders.

It was a long kiss, and the heavy breathing of the two people in the room continued for a long time.

Dotore pinched Cheng Yan's chin, "You dare to do anything? Huh?"

Cheng Yan pouted and turned his head away.

"Humph, Zanzan is going to duel with me tomorrow, so why not beat me up now so that I can't get out of bed, and save the trouble tomorrow."

Dotore was somewhat helpless by Cheng Yan's reaction. He raised his hand and pinched his cheek to make him look at him.

"It's just a competition. After the competition, you will have a legitimate reason to become an executive officer, and you won't be bound by the rules here anymore."

Cheng Yan's face was pinched and his voice was a little distorted.

"Zan Zan, are you planning to open a back door for me?"

Dotore seemed to be addicted to touching Cheng Yan, and couldn't let go of kneading his face.

"It's just a formality. You can't be too excessive. You have to make the Fatui convinced of you as the new executive officer."

A trace of embarrassment flashed across Cheng Yan's face, and his dark pupils reflected Dotore's flawless face.

Cheng Yan gritted his teeth and held Dotole's hand, as if he had made up his mind.

"Zan Zan, if you really become an executive officer, you and I will be in the same boat from now on."

Wuuuuu… Lord Emperor, please forgive me.

The red color in Dotole's eyes deepened, and he pulled Cheng Yan hard to get him close to him.

"You should have said these words a long time ago."

Before Dotore could feel happy that Cheng Yan favored him, the person in his arms suddenly broke free, grabbed Dotore's collar and looked him up and down with a serious face.

"Great! Since we can't just do it perfunctorily tomorrow, let's have a real showdown."

Dotore held his hand and asked, "Weren't you reluctant to let go just now?"

Cheng Yan lowered his head, not daring to look at Duotore's face.

Of course, we need to rehearse in advance how to face the Emperor.

"It's just a competition. I also want to see who is better between me and Zanzan. Let me make it clear first, Zanzan, you can't let me win."

Dotore rubbed the back of Cheng Yan's hand with his thumb, "Don't worry, it won't take too long."

Soon, you'll be standing with me.