Days and nights of pursuit of Dottore

Chapter 215: Forgetting Beauty...

Cheng Yan pursed his lips and stared at his wound, then reached to his waist and pulled off everything hanging on his waist.

"Yes, I have several that suddenly appeared before."

Two identical Eyes of God that radiate the power of rock emit the same light, and next to them there is an emerald green Eye of God that seems to be the Eye of God of the wind element.

Dotole took it from Cheng Yan, stared at it for a few seconds, and then put it back into Cheng Yan's hand.

"Since they gave it to you, just take it with you."

Cheng Yan blinked more slowly and spoke in a lower voice.

"I thought Zanzan would be angry if he saw me carrying these."

Dotole slightly relieved himself and leaned on the half of Cheng Yan's body that was supporting him.

"These are useful to you, why am I angry?"

It would be better if we could collect more treasures from those people. The more protection Cheng Yan has, the more at ease he will feel.

Although I still feel that these things are a bit annoying.

The Rock God is fine, but what about that green guy?

After only knowing Cheng Yan for a few days, he already calls himself his fiancé.

I get angry when I think of the many people I met when I went to Liyue.

He turned around and glared at Cheng Yan. He wanted to ask him to promise, but when he saw the worry on Cheng Yan's face, he couldn't say the words.

As soon as Dotole stretched out his hand, Cheng Yan immediately shook it eagerly.

"The competition is over, let's go."

Although there were some unexpected situations, this was actually more in line with the outcome he had imagined for this competition.

Cheng Yan helped Dotore off the stage. All the Fatui they met along the way were astonished.

Piero did not appear at the scene, but he saw everything that happened on the two rings.

Not to mention Tartaglia, he was barely tied with Sandoni, but manufacturing machinery is Sandoni's real strength. From this perspective, Tartaglia's strength is still inferior to Sandoni's.

As for the young man next to Dottore...

Piero's eyes sank slightly. The young man named Cheng Yan was a real Liyue person, and he was carrying a token containing the power of the God of Rock. How could such a person become the executor of Winter Solstice?

Thinking of the Queen's order, Piero restrained his expression.

Forget it, since Her Majesty the Queen said so, he would just do it. Maybe Her Majesty has other plans. Liyue is indeed the force that Zhidong hopes to make friends with.

Cheng Yan stood shoulder to shoulder with Dotole, supporting him with all his strength. The whole weight of Dotole was on Cheng Yan, which made him even more worried.

“Zan Zan, are you injured so badly?”

Dotore tilted his head, the mask was broken, and he had taken it off.

At this moment, the red eyes met the dark pupils, and she could clearly see the undisguised worry in Cheng Yan's eyes.

A feeling of satisfaction rose uncontrollably in his heart, and Cheng Yan's worry made him happy.

"It's just a minor injury, not worth mentioning, but this will help you show how strong you are."

Cheng Yan stopped for a moment and looked at the calm expression on Dotore's face.

He raised his hand and twisted Dotore's waist.

His tone was slightly angry. "I'm worried about you. If you're fine, why do you want me to support you? I don't want you to support me."

Dotore grabbed Cheng Yan's arm forcefully and said, "You hurt me, you have to take responsibility."

Cheng Yan was angry, "You just said you were not injured."

It has been a long time since I saw Cheng Yan throwing a tantrum, and Dotore actually missed this feeling a little.

"I'm injured. Even a minor injury is still an injury. Look, there are still wounds."

As he spoke, he took a step forward and put his cheek close to Cheng Yan.

Cheng Yan looked at the shallow scar on the handsome face in front of him and couldn't help feeling distressed.

He held Dotore's hand again and said, "You look so nonchalant even though you're injured. This is your face. What if you get a scar?"

Dotore's expression changed as he listened to the hidden tone in Cheng Yan's words.

"What if I have a scar on my face?"

Cheng Yan glanced at him with his eyes tilted, and although he didn't say anything, the meaning of his eyes was very clear.

Dotore's eyes narrowed dangerously, "You don't like it anymore because your face is hurt, right?"

"I didn't say that." Cheng Yan turned his head and didn't look at Dotole.

"I'll abandon you after you've made love with me. Once today's business is done, I'll show you how I'll deal with you."

Cheng Yan seemed to have just sensed a sense of crisis and pulled Dotore's wrist and shook it.

"Come on, Zanzan, how could I possibly do this? I like you so much."

Dotore walked forward, leaving Cheng Yan behind.

"It's too late. You have time to explain now. Why don't you think about how to beg for mercy tonight? If your attitude is sincere, I can reluctantly forgive you."