Days and nights of pursuit of Dottore

Chapter 310 I feel wronged!

"No, no?"

Feeling uneasy at Bai Zhu's expression, Cheng Yan leaned back slightly.

He struggled and wanted to use points to buy it in the system store, but the aphrodisiac in the system store was too strong. In the words of the system, it was enough to knock down ten cows.

He can't bear the consequences of buying this thing, whether he uses it on himself or Zanzan.

Therefore, buying it in Bubulu now is his best choice.

But the expression of Doctor Bai in front of me...he didn't say anything shocking, right?

"The fruit you're talking about is called the Vermillion Fruit. It has the effect of keeping one young and youthful, but the side effect is that it makes one's body hot and agitated."

Being stared at by Bai Zhu, Cheng Yan scratched his cheek, "Side effects are side effects, do you still have this fruit?"

"It's already been made into a pill, and it can't be stored fresh."

"Does this pill... leave any side effects?"

Cheng Yan wanted to know if he could achieve his goal today, otherwise he would have to go to the source to find the fruit.

"...Of course not, but I have a substitute for what you mentioned."

Cheng Yan's eyes lit up, "That's great, a substitute is also fine."

Bai Zhu walked into the counter and took out a box from a very remote drawer.

"It can be burned or taken internally, and it is better to use it with Chunxiang Kiln's ointment."

Cheng Yan hugged the box as if he had found a treasure, "Thank you."

Bai Zhu twitched his lips lightly, "No thanks, three hundred thousand Mora."

He took out the money and paid without hesitation, then put away the box and headed straight for Liyue Harbor.

After being reminded by Bai Zhu, he immediately realized the problem.

The reason why it was so painful before was because Lord Emperor and Zanzan had forced themselves on me. With a size like that, I was considered to have a good physique for not being cut in half alive.

As for last night with Zazan, the psychological trauma was second only to the fact that Zazan didn't know how to do any foreplay except kissing everywhere, and he himself had never done it before.

You can try to prepare yourself in advance by buying some ointment.

The Chunxiang Kiln, famous in Liyue Harbor for its perfumed ointments, really opened Cheng Yan's eyes.

He had no experience and no hobbies, so when he entered the store he said he wanted to buy all the ointments.

From those suitable for young girls to those suitable for mature women, Cheng Yan almost couldn't hold them all.

Ying'er waved her handkerchief in front of her nose.

"Sir, there is only one Chunxiang Kiln, and the perfumes sold here are not allowed to be resold."

Cheng Yan was still trying to pick one up.

“I don’t sell it. I use it myself.”

Looking Cheng Yan up and down, Ying'er's expression became astonished.

"I didn't expect the guest, who is so young, to be so knowledgeable."

Cheng Yan gathered another bunch of things and put them all on the table, looking at Ying'er as if she knew him very well.

"Ms. Ying'er, you may have misunderstood. I bought these things with the intention of using them myself."

Ying'er looked at the huge pile of things on the table that looked like a small mountain.

"Even if you can finish a box in ten days, it will take at least several years, and the best use period of the ointment has passed. I made these jars one by one with my own hands. I would be sad if they were wasted."

Seeing Cheng Yan biting his lip in deep thought, Ying'er waved her handkerchief in front of him.

"Why don't you tell me what you use it for? I can recommend it to you."

Cheng Yan was conflicted and his eyes were hesitant.

Ying'er chuckled, "Don't mind, my guest. I've been running the Chunxiang Kiln for several years, and there's no perfume I can't choose."

Cheng Yan looked at him steadily, then whispered a few words into Ying'er's ear for a while.

"Snapped--"

His head was slapped mercilessly, and the bright red slap marks were clearly visible on his cheeks.

"Deng! Dengtuzi!"

Cheng Yan's expression changed from surprise to grievance in an instant.

"You said you would pick it for me."

"I don't have anything you need here!"

Being pushed out of the door, Cheng Yan touched his red face.

He felt wronged.

It seems that others are still unreliable, so he should just figure it out on his own.