Days and nights of pursuit of Dottore

Chapter 246 You are so good

The amber-like eyes carried an unprecedented aggressiveness. Cheng Yan did not dare to look up. Feeling the hand tightly around his waist, his body began to tremble.

Morax was hurt by his reaction. He loosened his hand that was pinching Cheng Yan's waist and instead grasped his wrist, squeezing it until his knuckles turned white.

"Why, I am now the third party separating you and your sweetheart, right?"

Cheng Yan hurriedly shook his head, "No, how could that be possible? I'm just afraid that the Emperor will be angry with me."

"You knew I would be angry before you went to see him."

Cheng Yan bit his lip, his eyes were red as if he was about to cry.

"I know. I will accept any punishment from the Emperor."

Morax was so angry that he laughed at Cheng Yan's dead pig-like look.

"You are acting so recklessly because I am reluctant to be too cruel to you. You have already become the executive officer of Zhidong. If Liyue and Zhidong become enemies, will you also stand on their side?"

Cheng Yan grabbed Morax's collar tightly, his eyes red as if blood was about to drip out.

He spoke each word with emphasis, "I. Didn't. Have."

The tearful and confident words made Morax feel distressed again. He reached out and pressed the back of Cheng Yan's head, asking him to hold it close to his chest.

I said a few harsh words in a fit of anger, but I didn't expect Cheng Yan to react so violently.

Tears welled up in Cheng Yan's eyes, and his body stiffened as he didn't touch Morax.

"Lord Emperor, you know very well that I am a very cowardly person. I can't make a choice, and I can't make a choice that everyone is satisfied with...Lord Emperor, please don't force me."

Morax looked at him steadily for a while, then reached out and touched Cheng Yan's face.

"I won't force you."

The tears from the corners of Cheng Yan's eyes were wiped away, and his eyes washed with water looked even more pure and beautiful.

Staring at the pair of eyes he loved so much, Morax spoke.

"I won't force you to make a choice anymore. Tonight at midnight, go to the back mountain of Guiliyuan, where you and I trained together in the past. I have something important to tell you."

Cheng Yan was a little confused, but he had infinite trust in Morax in his heart, so he nodded.

"it is good."

As if the timing was calculated, Cheng Yan had just agreed when footsteps were heard in front of the house.

Hearing the familiar sound, Cheng Yan pulled Morax's hand in panic.

"Lord Emperor, it's a praise... I, I will go tonight, now, can you."

Cheng Yan couldn't say anything, but he hadn't figured out how to deal with it. He was so conflicted and impatient that he almost pushed Morax out.

Morax didn't move. Only when Cheng Yan pushed him towards the window did he look at him deeply.

"Remember your promise."

Cheng Yan nodded quickly and finally coaxed Morax out before Dotole pushed the door open.

When Dotole entered the room, he saw Cheng Yan standing by the window looking around. Looking closely, he saw a thin layer of sweat on Cheng Yan's forehead.

"Is it hot?"

He raised his hand to wipe the sweat off Cheng Yan's forehead, his words full of concern.

Cheng Yan shook his head, wiped it a few times, and put on the mask again.

"It's okay. What did His Majesty say to you?"

Dotore looked at him and said, "His Majesty told me to take good care of you. The Northland Bank has already arranged a place for us to stay. Let me take you there."

"Your Majesty actually cares about such a trivial matter?"

Cheng Yan looked out the window. He felt uneasy staying here, so he took Dotore's hand and walked out.

"Then let's go quickly. I'm so tired after sitting on the boat all day."

……

Night falls.

Cheng Yan sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the person who was massaging his calves.

He shrank back uncomfortably, "Okay, Zanzan, I feel much better now."

Dotole put more strength in his hands, "Don't move, your muscles are still tense. If you don't relax, you will be in pain again tomorrow."

Cheng Yan felt the hand with just the right strength on his leg, and felt that the conflicted guilt was about to overwhelm him.

“Great!”

"Ah."

"Why are you so nice to me."

However, Dotore showed an expression of dissatisfaction with this sentence.

He moved closer to Cheng Yan and narrowed his eyes.

"Just because I pressed your buttons a few times, you think that's good of you? Your standard for judging whether a person is good or not is too low."

Cheng Yan looked up at him without saying anything, but Dotore clearly interpreted the words "what else" from his expression.

Feeling disappointed with Cheng Yan, Dotole raised his hand and pinched Cheng Yan's face.

"You should think like this in your heart. I, Cheng Yan, deserve the best thing in the world. Not to mention just a few presses, even if someone plucks the moon from the sky for you, it wouldn't be too much."