Days and nights of pursuit of Dottore

Chapter 307 Psychological shadow

Cheng Yan clearly felt the hand tightening on his waist, took a deep breath, and was lifted up sideways in the next moment.

Holding Dotole's neck uneasily, Cheng Yan emphasized again with concern.

"Zan Zan, please be gentle. I don't want to... I don't want to be afraid of this kind of thing in the future."

He had been through the yellow storm and had heard of all kinds of perverted people and methods, but he didn't expect that when it happened to him, it would be so difficult to accept.

His body was so tense that his arms felt like a pair of iron clamps, tightly holding Dotore's neck.

The hand on his waist moved down along the seam of his pants. Cheng Yan felt as if he was bitten by ants. He cried and crawled forward several steps until he was out of Dotore's arms.

"No, Zanzan, I'm really still afraid. How about trying another way? I'll help you."

Dottore's face was so dark that ink could drip out of it. "I haven't done anything yet."

Cheng Yan just shook his head, "But I seem to be feeling the pain."

The overreaction also touched Dotore's heart. He stared at Cheng Yan for a long time before saying, "Come here. I won't do anything."

He hated the frightened look on Cheng Yan's face when facing him, which made him feel that there was a great distance between them.

When Cheng Yan heard this, he sniffed and moved back into his arms.

I couldn't stop my tears from flowing, and I hated my own incompetent reaction.

He is finished, he will never be able to do what he loves again.

"Are you not afraid of holding it?"

Dotore asked, looking down.

Cheng Yan nodded, "I'm not afraid of kissing you, as long as you don't do it... well"

Before he could finish his words, his chin was pinched forcefully and he was forced to look up. As their lips and tongues intertwined, Cheng Yan felt the hot breath sprayed from Dotole.

A trace of heartache arose in his heart. Cheng Yan pushed his lips forward again and again, and one hand reached down silently.

The incomplete intimacy lasted longer than expected. While they were comforting each other, Cheng Yan didn't know whether he fainted from pleasure or exhaustion.

Anyway, I’ve paid the reward for Zanzan’s help.

Day two.

The sunlight in the winter is still dim even at noon when the sun should be shining brightly, like an incandescent lamp that has been on for a long time, the glaring light is dimmed by a layer of frosted lampshade.

Cheng Yan lay on a bridge that was ingeniously carved out of pure white jade, watching the fish swimming vaguely under the icy lake.

"Ugh."

Cheng Yan stared at these lifeless fish and sighed for a while.

"If this happens every time, what should I do in the future?"

Cheng Yan didn't have any good memories of this incident. The only experience that was not lingchi or flogging was when he spent it with Wendy and Jinpeng when he was unconscious.

I can no longer remember how I felt at that time.

The only impression left was that it didn't seem too painful.

...Why did I get together with them at that time?

Cheng Yan tried hard to recall, and suddenly the scene of Wendy handing him a red fruit flashed before his eyes.

correct!

At that time, they ate the unknown fruit and became unconscious and their whole bodies felt like they were on fire.

If I eat it myself and then tell the Emperor or Zan Zan...

Cheng Yan silently made up his mind that he couldn't possibly let the person he loved be a eunuch forever. It was already unfair enough for them to accept that he was not loyal.

Zazan had been looking forward to it for so long, but it ended so abruptly. Cheng Yan felt very sorry.

"Next time I see Wendy, I'll ask her where those fruits came from. No matter if they are useful or not, I'll try them first!"