Days and nights of pursuit of Dottore

Holding Zandik's arm, Cheng Yan was about to follow him, but the person next to him suddenly stopped.

"Did you apply for that instrument?"

What he needed was a large instrument that could analyze and manufacture various mechanical parts. Abu Zar was wary of him and never let him use it alone.

But Cheng Yan was different. When he entered the school, he became the personal disciple chosen by the distinguished dean. Although no public ceremony was held to prove his identity, everyone could see clearly that Abu Zar treated Cheng Yan differently.

Every time I meet Cheng Yan, a flower can appear on his face that is as wrinkled as dried orange peel.

If he wanted to use any slightly sophisticated and important instrument in the academy, he would encounter numerous difficulties. Abu Zar was on guard against him like a thief, but he was completely defenseless against Cheng Yan. Now that he had a close relationship with Cheng Yan, if Cheng Yan applied for it, he would use it directly, and Cheng Yan would not ask him. Zandik was happy to use Cheng Yan as a target.

Anyway, even if the truth is revealed, Abu Zar will not do anything to his beloved student.

"I've been approved. Zanzan can go in the afternoon. But I have to go with Zanzan, otherwise I won't be able to get in."

Zandik nodded slightly. He had asked Cheng Yan to do this many times, and the two of them were already very skilled at it.

Cheng Yan looked at Zandik's profile. His light eyelashes were long and slender, and they could capture Cheng Yan's soul just by blinking a few times.

He wanted to kiss her so badly.

As soon as this thought came to his mind, Cheng Yan's body moved spontaneously, and his head moved closer to Zandik's face. It was not until he felt an itchy sensation on his lips that Cheng Yan realized what he had done.

[Ding——Target Zandik’s favorability -2, current favorability 3]

The 5 points of favorability that I had worked so hard to gain over several days were lost again because of Cheng Yan's slightly reckless kiss.

Zandik turned sideways and moved away from Cheng Yan, the disdain in his eyes almost overflowing.

"what you do."

His tone was filled with anger, but it did not wake Cheng Yan from his dazed state.

“Great, great, looks good.”

Cheng Yan's eyes seemed focused, yet empty, with only the reflection of Zandik in them.

He had been holding it in for a long time. There was such a beauty standing in front of him, but he couldn't eat her. In the past, he was kissed and touched by the Emperor and Jin Peng every day. He would rather die of flooding than die of drought.

"Great, I helped you apply for that instrument and lent Zhuofeng to Teacher Abu Zar for a whole day. Zhuofeng is still mad at me now. How about you consider what happened just now as my reward?"

“I’ve never seen such a reward.”

“Great!”

Cheng Yan interrupted Zandik, "You want to say that you don't understand why I have been so eager to get in touch with you since we met, and why I never asked for Mora as a reward for helping you achieve some goals later."

Zandik pursed his lips and looked at the boy who was approaching him step by step.

"I like you, Zanzan. I want to kiss you, touch you, and have a more intimate contact with you, so I will agree to whatever you say, but Zanzan, you have to give a little bit, just let me kiss you."

Cheng Yan reached out to grab Zandik's wrist, but he didn't feel disappointed when he was dodged.

"I know Zanzan doesn't like me now and is just using me, but I will still do what Zanzan asks me to do, but... I must be paid."

Cheng Yan looked up at Zandik's face and was surprised to find that there was no anger on his face.

He revealed his cards. Would Zanzan hate him? It didn't matter if he hated him. He had a long talk with the system last night and knew that the person in front of him was a villain. Cheng Yan didn't care. However, because he knew Zanzan's nature, Cheng Yan was a little tired of pretending to be innocent in front of him.

Fierceness is Cheng Yan's nature. He just wants to kiss and touch him, no matter how much it costs. It doesn't matter if he dies under the peony flowers or becomes a ghost.

Cheng Yan doesn't want to be a ghost, but he wants to be romantic.