Days and nights of pursuit of Dottore

Chapter 250 That’s all

"crunch-"

The wooden door was pushed, making a sound.

Cheng Yanfang stood up and was unexpectedly confronted by Dotore who pushed open the door.

"Zanzan..." The voice suddenly turned into a whisper in shock. Cheng Yan's eyes widened and he froze in place.

Dottore frowned at his still dripping hair.

"Where have you been?"

He raised his hand to pull Cheng Yan into the house and felt that his body was abnormally stiff.

"what happened?"

There was worry in his red eyes, and he reached out to touch the warmth of Cheng Yan's forehead.

Cheng Yan sobbed, grabbed his hand and shook his head vigorously.

"I'm fine, I just want to praise you."

Dotole pulled him to the bedside and looked at his expression carefully in the moonlight.

I went out in the middle of the night and came back still so dazed. How could he believe me if I said nothing happened?

Seeing that Cheng Yan was still holding his collar tightly, Dotole paused for a moment and pulled Cheng Yan's hand away.

"No, don't."

The voice was flustered and filled with guilt.

Dotore's eyes flashed, and he pulled his hand away without giving him a chance to refuse.

The glaring red marks pierced into his heart, and his red pupils were almost bleeding.

The string in his head broke, and Dotole tore Cheng Yan's clothes off with force, and the blood in his body turned cold.

"Who forced you to..."

Cheng Yan's tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes, but he still shook his head.

"I, I do. I'm sorry, Zanzan."

Cheng Yan wanted to explain further, but his body was suddenly turned over, his face was pressed on the bed, and another person fell on top of him.

Cheng Yan's heart was in suspense, and he struggled to grab the mattress.

"No, Zanzan, right now, I can't."

His injury hasn't healed yet.

Dotole's hands were so strong that he tried to break Cheng Yan's waist.

My pants were pulled down mercilessly, and my buttocks were so painful that I couldn't feel them anymore. I was afraid that they had already turned blue.

"He can do it, but I can't, right?"

Dotore's voice was so cold that Cheng Yan felt chilled.

"No, Zanzan, you can do it anytime you want, but I'm...my body right now."

The ambiguous marks that spread to the base of the legs left bloody wounds on Dotole's heart.

"Your body is covered with marks left by others."

His pupils were completely covered in bright red. Dotole waved his hands to close the doors and windows, lowered his head and leaned over, biting Cheng Yan's neck without hesitation.

There was blood all over the place, and Cheng Yan almost tore the sheets beneath him. His fingertips turned white and blue, and he suppressed a shrill scream in his throat.

Tormented by the pain of a punctured intestine, the tears in Cheng Yan's eyes never dried up.

Dotole reached out and grabbed Cheng Yan's jaw hard, and Cheng Yan's body was pulled violently.

His fair skin had turned purple, and Cheng Yan felt dizzy, with pleasure and pain taking over all his mental state.

"...I like Zan Zan, it hurts so much, please go slower and more gently..."

He almost instinctively begged for mercy, but Dotore heard it and became even more aggressive.

"Your love is too cheap."

He sneered and leaned close to Cheng Yan's ear to speak sarcastically.

"You just said the same thing on his bed, right? How many people can you tell the same thing to at once? I don't believe it."

Overwhelmed by jealousy and anger, Dotore said without hesitation words that he would never say to Cheng Yan.

Cheng Yan felt his head buzzing as he listened to the cold words of the person he loved so much and his body endured the ruthless beating from him, almost fainting.

"I don't……"

After hearing these words that were more heartbreaking than wailing, Cheng Yan's head drooped and he fainted completely.