Days and nights of pursuit of Dottore

If Morax and Guizhong knew that Cheng Yan had abused himself as a test subject for others, Cheng Yan's butt would definitely be in trouble.

But now the emperor is far away, and the relatives in Liyue don’t know what Cheng Yan has done in Xumi. They just keep looking forward to the familiar letters.

Only a faint red mark was left on Cheng Yan's wrist. He wiped it clean with his fingertips, and the skin became smooth again, as if there had never been a wound.

Cheng Yan looked at Zandik and waited for his response.

However, the red eyes did not reveal any joy or relief as Cheng Yan expected.

Cheng Yan wanted to shake Zandik's hand, "Zanzan? Hmm...?!"

Before he even stretched out his hand to touch Zandik, Cheng Yan's wrist was suddenly grabbed forcefully. Zandik stood up, pulled out a long rope from somewhere and began to tie Cheng Yan's hands.

Cheng Yan did not resist. When he reacted, his wrists had been tied several times. "Great?"

"Shut up."

Zandik said nothing, but just held the man down hard to prevent him from moving.

Cheng Yan was pressed on the bed with his head down, forced to bend his waist and stick out his buttocks, lying on the bed in an extremely difficult posture.

"Um...ZanZan, I'm not feeling well."

There was a soft mattress in front of his face, and Cheng Yan had difficulty breathing as he buried himself in it.

Zandik still didn't say anything. Cheng Yan's heartbeat began to quicken. He actually didn't understand Zandik's personality. He knew that Zandik was more tolerant of him now, but Cheng Yan had never tested how much tolerance he had.

"Zan Zan, I was wrong. I shouldn't have just..."

"Snapped!"

Before he could even say the words to beg for mercy, he was suddenly hit hard on the butt, knocking him unconscious.

A burning sensation came and Cheng Yan's cheeks gradually turned red. For the first time, he didn't know how to face the current situation.

After a moment of stunned silence, continuous slaps fell like raindrops. Cheng Yan could no longer care about anything else and twisted his body to escape from the continuous slaps at that moment.

"Zanzan! Stop hitting me, it hurts! Stop hitting me!"

Before his body could move forward half a meter, he was dragged back by the ankle, and the slap hit the place that was already in so much pain that he was about to lose consciousness.

Cheng Yan had tears in his eyes and bit his pillow to resist the pain.

"Zan Zan, you hit me, don't you like me anymore..."

Sorrowful words like a bereaved mother came out of Cheng Yan's mouth. Zandik exhaled a breath of foul air, stopped the slap that was about to fall, and turned it into a pinch, firmly grasping the soft flesh on Cheng Yan's buttocks.

“Hiss…it hurts!”

But begging for mercy was of no use at all. Feeling the increasingly strong force behind him, Cheng Yan finally couldn't hold on any longer and reached out to hold Zandik's wrist, begging for mercy.

"Great... Just pretend I didn't say anything just now. If you keep fighting, you won't be able to see me again."

He finally heard the words he wanted to hear, but Zandik's actions were still mixed with anger.

"Have you become more capable? Who told you that I need experimental subjects? What are you imagining? Are you imagining that you are a poor person who has gone astray and is being manipulated by a demon like me?"

"...Zan Zan, you are doing all kinds of things to me right now."

Cheng Yan spoke at an inopportune time and successfully raised Zandik's anger value again.

"Snapped!"

"Yeah, don't you like me touching you? Why are you not happy now that I'm satisfying you?"

Cheng Yan bit the quilt, feeling extremely aggrieved but with no one to turn to. He was wrong. He shouldn't have explained it so clearly to Zazan all at once. Not only did he fail to impress Zazan, but he also sacrificed his own butt.