Days and nights of pursuit of Dottore

Chapter 216: Too much! Praise me to death

Cheng Yan caught up with him in three or two steps and hugged his arm tightly.

He looked at Dotore's neck and said, "Zan Zan, before you punish me tonight, can you let me take a look first..."

The eyeballs seemed to be glued to the collar around Dotore's neck.

"Let me see what you're wearing underneath."

Cheng Yan swallowed hard, his eyes were dishonest, and his cheeks turned red, but this redness did not look like shyness, but...

excited.

In fact, Cheng Yan's hand was about to reach Dotore's chest. If he hadn't been concerned about being on the street, he would have reached in long ago.

Unfortunately, now is not a good place or a good time.

I have walked to a semi-elliptical arched door. The gold and white door frame looks both noble and gorgeous.

Cheng Yan reached out and touched it as he passed through.

“This door must be very valuable.”

Dotore turned his face and said, "Do I need your Mora flower?"

Cheng Yan's cheeks were pinched, and his words were somewhat unclear.

"Who would complain about having too much morua?"

Dotore looked at Cheng Yan's face, as if he suddenly remembered something, and leaned close to him and spoke.

"But come to think of it, it seems like your Mora has always been given by me since we met, which isn't fair."

Cheng Yan blinked, his dark eyelashes revealing a hint of innocence.

"Really? I don't think I spend that much money."

Dotole narrowed his eyes and his breath brushed Cheng Yan's face.

"No matter what happened in the past, from now on, all the Mora you earn belongs to me, and no one else can get a penny."

Cheng Yan raised his hand and stroked his back, as if he was coaxing a large cat.

"No problem, Zanzan. I have quite a bit of Mora now. I'll give you all of Mora tonight. From now on, my money will be Zanzan's money."

Cheng Yan has never suffered from being penniless in Teyvat. To be precise, he has no intention of spending money here at all.

As long as he can fill his stomach, his pursuit is actually quite low.

The two talked as they walked, and in the blink of an eye they had entered a magnificent and solemn hall.

At this time, three people were sitting at a long wooden table in the hall.

Cheng Yan met Tartaglia's eyes, and the other party waved at him enthusiastically.

After the battle, Sandoni returned to his noble and indifferent appearance.

Seeing the two people walking towards her, a hint of embarrassment flashed across Sandone's beautiful eyes.

Someone who could fall in love with Dotole must have a very strange personality. Could this boy have the same personality as Dotole?

Looking at Cheng Yan's innocent and even childish face, Sandone imagined him and Dottore doing something bloody together.

"Hiss..." He couldn't help but raise his hand and stroke his arm.

One Duo Tore was unbearable enough for her, and another? What kind of person would she be working with in the future!

Sandoni felt a headache coming on, wondering how these two people could raise such a cute little Jiu.

Piero watched Cheng Yan and Dottore take their seats, and the man who had been silent for a long time finally spoke.

"The competition is over. Sandone, Dottore, what is your assessment of the strength of these two?"

Sandone sat upright and turned to look at Tartaglia when he heard Piero's words.

"It's okay."

Ignoring Tartaglia's friendly smile, Sandoni moved his gaze to Cheng Yan and Dotore.

"What about Dotorre?"

Piero looked a little more serious as he watched Dottore speak.

Under the table, Dotore grabbed Cheng Yan's hand that was trying to touch his thigh.

His expression was calm and peaceful.

She turned her head to look at Cheng Yan, and the corners of her lips curled up almost invisibly.

"His strength is unfathomable."

Cheng Yan: “……!”