Days and nights of pursuit of Dottore

Chapter 237: Gun Suppression

After much effort, Cheng Yan finally managed to coax Dotore into submission, and with weak legs he returned to the Crolia Tavern.

Thinking of the close contact with Dotore just now, he still felt a little unsatisfied.

Cheng Yan believes that physical contact is the best way to express love, so when facing someone he likes, he wants to stick to the other person every second.

But so far, he and Dottore still maintain an intimate state of "just rubbing but not penetrating".

Cheng Yan felt very suffocated.

From Morax to Dotore, the feelings of the two towards him were clearly not false, but every time when it came to the most critical moment, the two always held back.

"Hiss... why?"

Cheng Yan was distressed. He had been struggling over whether to go to bed with Lord Emperor or Zazan for the first time. He thought that whoever took the initiative first would be the one to lie down. But the two of them seemed to have agreed on it and both stopped at the last step.

...Maybe.

Cheng Yan seemed to suddenly realize something.

"Master Dijun and Zanzan don't know how to do it with a man?!"

"No no no."

Thinking this way, I denied myself.

"I have drawn erotic paintings. Zanzan has seen them."

“Is the drawing not clear enough?”

It seemed like there was a huge problem in front of him, and Cheng Yan's frown was still there when he sneaked back to the Crolia Tavern from the roof.

"guest."

Anthony seemed to have been waiting for a long time. When he saw Cheng Yan return to the room, he immediately poured him a glass of juice and pushed it in front of him.

Cheng Yan casually waved his hand to indicate that he didn't need to worry.

"Hey, your name is Anthony, right? I want to ask you a question. Have you ever... done it with a man?"

Cheng Yan looked at Anthony seriously and with some distress.

After hearing what Cheng Yan said, Anthony seemed to remember something and his face turned pale in an instant.

Cheng Yan noticed that something was wrong with him and raised his hand to slap him on the mouth.

"Oh my, I'm sorry, you treated me as if I didn't ask, I'm offended."

Anthony's lips were tightly pressed together, and his voice was suppressed and hoarse.

“…I did.”

Cheng Yan felt guilty for bringing up his painful memories, but he didn't want him to answer his questions.

"That feeling... is worse than death."

Cheng Yan took a breath and pushed the person down on the chair.

"It's my fault. Stop talking. You won't experience that kind of thing again. I will take you away."

Self-blame and guilt surged in Cheng Yan's heart, and he kept apologizing to Anthony.

After a while, Anthony's complexion improved slightly.

"My guest, once you leave Mora, I am yours. You can ask me anything and I will answer it."

Cheng Yan changed the subject, "Okay, I just want to ask you something. Have you heard of the owner of this tavern, Ivan? He seems to have a very mysterious treasure?"

Anthony pondered, "I used to follow Inov all the time. He was Ivan's most trusted person. I could occasionally hear their conversations. Ivan's property was not in the tavern. It seemed that he hid it in different places in the winter, and it was difficult to find them all at once."

"No, I'm not asking about his property. I want to ask where all those weird collections of Ivan are?"

"If this is it, there should be a lot of them in the tavern. The most important thing is..."

Anthony recalled various occasions when he had had the opportunity to see Ivan.

"Once he was drunk and I changed his clothes. I noticed there was a layer inside his clothes. It looked quite big and should be able to hold some things."

Cheng Yan's inquiring expression immediately fell.

"Ah, I knew it. These businessmen are cunning and will carry anything of little importance close to them."

Although it is not difficult for him to find out the things that others carry with them, who wants to touch the body of an old man?