Days and nights of pursuit of Dottore

Chapter 266: Different Attack and Defense

Cheng Yan's chest was hugged so tightly that it hurt. His voice, which was always calm and cold in the past, became soft in his ears, and one could even hear low, restrained sobs.

The worry and guilt in my heart were overwhelmed by another surging emotion.

Cheng Yan used his fingers to pry open Dotorre's face, forcing him to tilt his head back, with excitement and enthusiasm in his eyes bursting out.

He bit down without hesitation, using the tip of his teeth to exert force, and tasted the blood as he wished.

The light eyelashes trembled in front of him, and Cheng Yan was so excited that his hands pressing on Dotole were shaking.

So cute, love it...so cute.

The unspeakable joy in his heart was so great that Cheng Yan almost had to run around Xumi dozens of times to vent it, and now it all poured out on these lips.

I want to kiss you till the end of time.

Time seemed to stand still in the room, and only the touch of their lips could be felt.

Numbness, tingling, and more importantly, endless satisfaction.

Dotole almost squeezed into Cheng Yan's body, raising his neck to pursue the only touch that could bring him happiness.

It lasted so long that he could no longer suppress his rapid and heavy breathing. The moment they separated, Cheng Yan's eyes lit up as he stroked Dotore's earlobe.

"Kiss me again."

Dotore's usually clear and sharp eyes became confused, revealing a somewhat tempting look that could drown people.

His mind was blank and he only knew to do everything the person in front of him said. As soon as Cheng Yan finished speaking, Dotole half-knelt, raised his head and put his lips close to Cheng Yan's.

"boom--"

The door was suddenly pushed open and Guo Beng walked in, looking contemptuously at the two people hugging each other in the room.

Cheng Yan blushed for a moment, but since it was Guo Beng who came in, he could still accept it.

He swallowed and was about to ask Guo Beng to leave, but a man in green walked in right after him.

The muscles on Wendy's face twitched and she looked at them accusingly.

"You, you... I've been looking for you for so long..."

She wanted to say something reprimanding but she was too weak. Wendy was devastated and felt a throbbing pain in her head. She couldn't raise her fingers and they fell down.

"Boom."

Another person fainted in the room, face down on the ground.

When Wendy was about to fall to the ground, Cheng Yan rushed over to catch him, but unfortunately he was a little far away. Seeing the bruises on his fair face, Cheng Yan felt distressed.

Cheng Yan picked up the person and looked around the room anxiously, but apart from the bed where Dotole was, there were only a few stools in the room.

Cheng Yan looked at Wendy in his arms, then looked at Dotore who was lying on the bed, looking lost and sad again.

Oh my god! Split me in half!

I gritted my teeth and carried Wendy to the next ward.

Cheng Yan pulled out Guo Beng, who was looking at Duo Tore with his arms crossed.

"Bengzi, help is needed, please help me take care of one!"

Cheng Yan clasped his hands together with a pleading expression.

Guo Beng's face darkened, "Do you still remember that you came out to accompany me to relax? Now you want me to be your slave?"

Cheng Yan grabbed his shoulders and shook him, "I'm in a dilemma, Bengzi, you don't want to see me heartbroken, do you?"

Guo Beng pulled his hand away, "I can help you, but between the two of them, I'll choose first. I'll only take care of the one I choose, you're not allowed to interfere."

Guo Beng bit the word "take care" very heavily.

Cheng Yan felt a little nervous, "Bengzi, you're not going to pick...Zan Zan, are you?"

Guo Beng narrowed his eyes, "You call me so affectionately, is he more important or am I more important?"

Cheng Yan's heart tightened. He never expected that Bengzi would be the first to ask such a question.

He turned his head to avoid the question, "Bengzi, go ahead and take care of Zanzan."

Guo Beng pursed his lips, his expression showing a bit of evil.

"Don't worry, I will take good care of him."