Days and nights of pursuit of Dottore

"Besides," Zandik pointed at a person above, "why is my face the only one so clearly drawn?"

Not only did he draw a pornographic picture, he didn't even finish drawing the protagonist's face. He only drew himself. Cheng Yan actually removed himself completely.

The ink marks on the painting are zigzag, and only a few strokes outline the figure of the person below. The look of the person bending over with unbearable emotion alone is enough to make people unable to take their eyes away.

Zandik strode forward, rolled up the decadent painting, and was about to put it into Cheng Yan's arms, but suddenly turned around and threw the painting into the cabinet, then grabbed the quilt and wrapped Cheng Yan tightly when he wasn't paying attention.

Open the door, push the person out, and close the door.

All in one go.

Cheng Yan:!

"Zanzan! How could this happen? I'm not even wearing any clothes, and you kicked me out in the middle of the night!"

"You have a quilt."

Zandik locked the door, then turned around without any reluctance, climbed onto the bed, closed his eyes and rested.

It was quieter outside than he had imagined. Cheng Yan didn't speak again after he said that.

Zandik turned over and told himself in his heart that Cheng Yan had gone back.

This is his room after all, so there's nothing wrong with him chasing away someone who broke into his room without permission, right?

But he felt a little irritated. Zandik opened his eyelids and looked at the layers of shadows outside the window. He couldn't tell whether they were shadows of trees or someone as stubborn as a donkey.

…Anyway, he knew he would go back by himself when he got cold.

Zandik forced himself to close his eyes, but the more he tried not to think about it, the more those images he deliberately avoided kept popping into his mind.

In my mind, I can already see Cheng Yan crying from the cold, wrapped in a thin quilt and walking barefoot with difficulty outside.

Zandik, whose imagination was too active, forgot that Cheng Yan had the space bracelet. He only felt that the person who was lawless just now was now extremely pitiful in his imagination.

"grass."

Zandik sat up from the bed with a sullen and unhappy look on his face. He hated this emotional state and forced himself to lie back down the moment he sat up. However, he saw a figure standing out from the overlapping shadows outside the house out of the corner of his eye. The figure was swaying with the shadows of the trees, as if he couldn't stand.

Zandik remained silent. Even though he knew in his heart that Cheng Yan was not such a weak person, he was still uncontrollably affected.

He let out a deep breath, jumped out of bed with a desperate look, strode to the door, and almost slammed it open in frustration.

"You're so annoying!"

Zandik frowned with a sullen face, his red eyes seemed to be burning with flames, and he stared at Cheng Yan who was in a panic in front of him without blinking.

Cheng Yan was just about to saw open the window. Just as he made a crack, he was caught by Zandik who suddenly pushed the door open. He was so panicked that he didn't know what to do with his hands and feet.

"Great, great, great, that's right..."

"What's right!"

Zandik didn't listen to Cheng Yan and directly pulled him into the room and pressed him on the bed.

His eyes were fixed on Cheng Yan's, and Zandik was a little unstable. He noticed his own abnormality and also noticed the influence of Cheng Yan on him.

But he didn't seem to have a perfect way to resolve this emotion, so he wanted to vent his anger on the source of his emotion.

"You want me to like you?" Zandik said this in a calm tone.

Cheng Yan nodded immediately, "Yes, Zanzan, I want you to like me."

I was a little nervous and didn't know why the person in front of me asked such a question.

"Well, from now on, let me see your actions. If you can satisfy me, I can reluctantly consider a relationship with you."

Zandik lowered his voice and saw that Cheng Yan's expression seemed like he had encountered a difficult problem, but he was never one to avoid problems. Since he had encountered a problem, he would solve it. He also wanted to know how he felt about Cheng Yan.

Cheng Yan was lying on the bed, looking at the person who was performing the "bed bang" on him.

Action…Zan Zan needs to take action.

Isn't this much easier? Cheng Yan has always been a man of action.

Lift your head, look up, and aim at the beautifully curved lips above.

Action is what he is best at.