Days and nights of pursuit of Dottore

Chapter 319: Not good, don't watch it~

The battle of wits and courage with the review ended in the author's great failure!

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"Where's the Doctor?"

A sturdy Fatui asked anxiously, holding a stack of documents.

"He should... still be in the room. It's been three days."

Another Fatui who seemed to have more experience shook his head, his tone helpless yet respectful.

"What's the matter? Why is it taking so long? I'm waiting to hear about the arrangements for the personnel heading to Xumi."

"Wait a little longer. The Doctor is not only busy with the important tasks of the Winter Solstice. Perhaps he has suddenly got an inspiration for the development of some kind of weapon or medicine. We just need to wait and do not disturb him."

"Oh, how dare I do that." The sturdy Fatui shook the documents in his hand, "I'll go check again to see if everyone is in place."

Silence returned to the corridor.

The room was closed and quiet, as if no one was there.

If you get close to the crack in the door, you can hear a slight, hoarse voice.

"Asshole..."

Cheng Yan looked so miserable as if he had been tortured ninety-nine times.

There is hardly a piece of intact skin on the whole body, it is either red or purple.

"Am I your enemy..."

Cheng Yan spoke with a sad tone and tears flowed down his face as he spoke.

A sturdy figure suddenly blocked Cheng Yan's view, and with gentle movements, he leaned over and kissed away the tears on his face.

"You understand now? I thought you knew what kind of person I was."

Cheng Yan weakly raised his hand and hit Dotore without any strength.

"You big liar...you said you wouldn't hurt me."

"Is it just pain?"

The voice next to Cheng Yan's ear sounded somewhat bewitching.

Cheng Yan's buttocks tightened.

Trying to make her voice sound fierce, "If you do this again, I will die. You will have no lover in the future, and you will have to take care of Xiaojiu all by yourself, all alone."

Dotore leaned down and kissed him again.

"You know that too? Isn't this how I live when you're not around in winter?"

Cheng Yan felt a little uneasy.

She grabbed the quilt and buried her head to avoid the kisses that were everywhere.

"Stop kissing me. I need to take a shower and apply medicine."

Dotore placed his hand on Cheng Yan's smooth, curved side which felt great.

"I have washed it and used it."

The cheek was kissed again.

"Every time you faint, I will help you clean up. I just applied the medicine. Don't worry, I won't do it today."

Cheng Yan paused as he pinched Dotole's arm.

"…What about tomorrow?"

Without saying a word, Dotore leaned over and kissed him from his shoulders to his lower back.

"Don't even think about touching me this month!"

The action in her mind to kick Dotore off the bed was not completed at all. Instead, because she had no strength left in her body, she fell deeper into his arms.

Dotore stretched out his arms and held the man tightly in his arms.

"Don't make trouble, rest for a while, I will be leaving soon."

"...Goodbye, I won't see you off."

The hand on his waist tightened a little, and Cheng Yan turned around to face him with a pout.

As soon as she saw that face whose red eyes were bright with satisfaction, she buried her head in his shoulder in frustration.

"My butt hurts when I see you."

Dottore held his body down to keep him close to him.

“You have to adapt.”

Cheng Yan hummed and did not respond.

"Otherwise...will you go to Xumi with me?"

The red eyes suddenly sparkled, and the abacus started to work loudly.

"No! I have my own tasks to do."

"Your mission... is to applaud Rosalyn? Why not applaud me?"

Cheng Yan couldn't bear it anymore. Why didn't he realize that Zazan was so mean before?

He raised his head and opened his mouth wide to bite hard on the pectoral muscle in front of him. He only let go after hearing Dotore's suppressed groan, leaving deep teeth marks on it.

"Zan Zaan, if you make me angry again I will take Xiao Jiu back to Liyue."

The back of his head was held down and he fell into Dottore's arms.

"I was wrong."

An extremely perfunctory tone.

Cheng Yan pushed his chest muscles to increase the distance between them.

"I don't want to talk to you again until the pain in my butt goes away!"