Days and nights of pursuit of Dottore

In a classroom at Sahavala College, Cheng Yan rested his chin on his hand and looked at the person sitting in front of his left.

The light-colored eyelashes shone through, and the occasional glance in the red eyes made Cheng Yan reveal a perverted smile on his face.

His house is really nice.

Cheng Yan didn't hear a word the teacher on the stage said. His eyes were glued to Zandik, and he didn't want to look away for even a moment.

Zandik straightened his back and listened to the boring class expressionlessly.

His body felt as if it was being illuminated by an X-laser ray. He felt very uncomfortable at the beginning, but as time went on, Zandik became numb and allowed Cheng Yan to scan him.

There was a sudden movement at his ankle. He looked down and saw a mechanical crab stealthily climbing up his ankle with a piece of paper stuck on its shell.

Bending down to pick up the crab, Zandik saw the words on the note.

"Great, come with me after class. I picked some mushrooms this morning and made the most delicious soup in the world!"

Just seeing these words, my Adam's apple couldn't help but roll.

These days, there are impeccable meals waiting for him every day, fried, stir-fried, sweet, sour, spicy, it seems that there is nothing that Cheng Yan can't cook.

Although he didn't want to admit it, Zandik had become more and more picky about food due to Cheng Yan's feeding recently and could no longer swallow ordinary meals.

I turned my head to look at Cheng Yan, and met his sparkling eyes.

His heart trembled slightly, and he turned his head to look forward as if nothing had happened, deliberately ignoring the slight throbbing of his heart. Zandik curled his fingers slightly, as if he was ready to crumple the note into a ball.

But as if he suddenly remembered something, he opened the note and spread it on the table, and wrote an elegant and graceful word next to Cheng Yan's dog-like handwriting.

"it is good"

The note was returned to Cheng Yan's desk intact, but the crab that delivered the letter did not return the same way. Cheng Yan was looking at the elegant and beautiful words, and he couldn't suppress the smile, completely ignoring the crab struggling under Zandik's fingers.

The mechanical crab was turned over and lay on the table with its shell facing down. The warm owner beside it turned into an expressionless and stiff guy.

The sharp wood-cutting pliers silently gathered strength and aimed at the slender fingers pressing on his abdomen.

"Click——"

Zandik clamped the crab without any restraint. He reacted quickly and withdrew his hand before the sharp claws touched him. Then he tapped the crab's abdomen with a little force.

The voice was so soft that it was barely audible. "Just like your master, you are a fool."

As if it understood the words of the cold man in front of it, the crab, which had been quiet for less than a moment, waved its claws excitedly again, as if to punish the guy who dared to speak ill of its owner.

The more excited the little thing in his hand was, the better Zandik's mood surprisingly became. He stretched out his fingers and shook them around the crab's claws, watching it get so anxious after it missed the claws again and again, and the corners of his lips unconsciously raised a curve.

Holding the crab's two claws in both hands, Zandik turned his head to look at Cheng Yan as if he had sensed something, and happened to see Cheng Yan looking at him seriously with his eyes bent.

Cheng Yan had a smile on his face, and the corners of his lips looked like they were filled with wine. He looked at himself as if he was the only one in his heart and eyes. Zandik actually saw some doting in Cheng Yan's expression.

Pampering...

Pamper?!

As if his whole body was burned, Zandik suddenly let go of the mechanical crab that was about to fall apart in his clamps, and tried to hide his gaze from Cheng Yan. His earlobe had already turned red without him noticing.

[Drip—Target Zandik’s favorability +2, current favorability 5]

As the system's notification sounded, Cheng Yan's smile became even more ostentatious, and his warm and sincere smile seemed to burn Zandik's eyes.

...No, when did he start looking at Cheng Yan again?

This turn could almost be described as embarrassing. Zandik suddenly found himself somewhat afraid to look Cheng Yan in the eye.

It must be because of Cheng Yan. Why does he smile so beautifully at me? Even if their relationship is unusual, I must be the dominant one.

After sorting out his emotions and figuring out his inner thoughts, Zandik calmed down. He turned his head to meet Cheng Yan's gaze again, and did not avoid it like he did before.

The red eyes and the black pupils looked straight at each other, and neither of them took the initiative to look away.

"Jingle Bell--"

The crisp ringing of a bell interrupted the eye contact between the two. Cheng Yan immediately stood up happily, walked up to Zandik and walked out of the classroom with him.

There were many students passing by, and Cheng Yan tried hard to restrain himself from reaching out to Zandik.

"Zanzan, let's go and have something delicious."

The two walked side by side in the opposite direction of the crowd. As soon as they reached a secluded place, Cheng Yan's hand began to move uncontrollably towards Zandik's waist. Before he could put it there quietly, he was held by a strong hand.

He felt a warm temperature on the back of his hand. Just as Cheng Yan was about to stretch out his fingers to tickle Zandik's palm, something hard was suddenly stuffed into his palm.

It was the crab that was about to be torn apart by Zandik.

"Give it back to you."

Zandik let go of Cheng Yan's hand, only to feel that the palm of his hand was very hot from the contact with Cheng Yan's skin.

"Don't bother me during class next time."

Although he was in a good mood, the words he said sounded a bit harsh. Zandik regretted it as soon as he said it, but he didn't want to speak too softly and make Cheng Yan look proud.

It made me feel conflicted and complicated, and my face looked a little ugly.

Cheng Yan, however, was completely oblivious to Zandik's complicated emotions. He simply moved closer to Zandik, put his hands around his waist, and spoke in a drawn-out tone.

"But I have a lot to say to Zanzan. Zanzan only spends a little time with me during the day, which is not enough. I will miss you."

Although the words were so corny that they gave people goosebumps, Zandik strangely found that he did not feel any disgust in his heart.

His arms were still on Cheng Yan's waist. He wanted to withdraw them but felt the wonderful touch of that flexible waist. It was thin but not weak. He could even vaguely feel the strength contained in the smooth lines of the waist and abdomen...

"hiss……"

My thoughts had already drifted away, but were pulled back by the sound of Cheng Yan sucking in a breath of cold air.

"how?"

Zandik turned his head to look at Cheng Yan, and saw the fair face with a hint of pink.

Seems to be redder than usual...

"Great... you're touching me and it's a little itchy."

Cheng Yan moved closer to Zandik's arms and pulled his arm to hug himself tighter.

……

The thing in his arms did not move away, but even moved closer.

After realizing that Zandik didn't feel anything before, and knowing that the posture between him and Cheng Yan was so intimate, he immediately wanted to pull back.

"Don't get so close to me."

"No!" Cheng Yan refused immediately, and almost fell into Zandik's arms.

"It wasn't my illusion just now! Zanzan, you touched me, you took the initiative to touch me! So you have to be responsible for me!"

One of them tried hard to pull his hand back, and the other tried hard to stop him from pulling his hand back. The two pushed and shoved each other all the way, and slowly arrived at a forest.

"childish."

In the end, Zandik was at a disadvantage and resigned himself to letting Cheng Yan hold his arms. His fair hands turned red from the friction, and Cheng Yan was holding his hands and blowing on them with heartache.

He could already smell an aroma that made his appetite growl, and a table appeared in front of him. Zandik looked up and fell silent after seeing the "unknown creature" next to the table.

"What's this."

The tone was filled with a sense of despair and disgust.

Cheng Yan seemed unaware and looked up in the direction of Zandik's gaze, "This is the meal I made for Zandak. Doesn't it smell good?"

Zandik shook his head, took his arm back from Cheng Yan's arms, and pointed to something on the edge of the table.

"It..." Don't tell me it's the robot named Xiaojiu.

"It's Xiaojiu. I made new clothes for Xiaojiu. Isn't it cute? Doesn't it make her look very homely and virtuous?"

“…It’s a robot.”

So it shouldn't wear a pink apron. Besides, a lethal robot can't be considered virtuous.