Days and nights of pursuit of Dottore

Chapter 198 I have been craving your hot body for a long time!

There were fourteen people who passed the initial test. At this moment, these people were lining up and waiting for the next arrangements of the Fatui soldiers.

The soldiers of the Fools stood on a high place, standing straight and imposing.

"Congratulations on passing the preliminary test, but don't be complacent. Only if you pass the final test successfully can you become a member of the Fatui."

"Before that, you must..."

"Greetings, Master Doctor!"

"Your subordinate greets His Excellency Doctor!"

The leading Fatui soldier was halfway through his words when he was interrupted by the greetings of other soldiers around him. His body stiffened, and then he immediately bowed, bending his waist very low. He did not look condescending at all when he was talking to Cheng Yan and the others.

"Doctor..." Tartaglia murmured softly, and looked up imperceptibly, only seeing half of the face covered by the mask.

One glance was enough to make Tartaglia alert; the strength of the person in front of him was completely unpredictable.

With her lips slightly pursed, Tartaglia tilted her head towards Cheng Yan.

"Hey, who do you think is stronger, you or him?"

Tartaglia's voice was very soft, but it was loud enough for Cheng Yan to hear. However, halfway through the conversation, there was no response from anyone around him.

I couldn't help but turn my head to look at Cheng Yan, but the moment I saw Cheng Yan clearly, I almost shouted out loud.

"Hey...!" Tartaglia tried to lower his voice, "You're bleeding from the nose, what's going on?"

Could it be that he suffered internal injuries from the fight with me just now? That shouldn’t be the case. I didn’t touch him from beginning to end.

Cheng Yan opened his eyes wide and stared straight ahead without blinking. His ears automatically blocked out all sounds around him. In his eyes and in his heart, he could only see that face, only that familiar person.

“Great!”

Cheng Yan stared at every detail of the person on the stage almost obsessively, from his hair to the accessories on his shoes. His explicit gaze was fiery, as if he wanted to eat the person in front of him up completely.

His heartbeat uncontrollably quickened, and Cheng Yan had to pinch his palms hard to control himself from rushing forward.

Suddenly, something was handed to him, blocking his view of Zandik. Cheng Yan's face suddenly darkened and his aura became fierce.

"What are you doing..."

"Quickly rub it."

Tartaglia shoved the handkerchief into Cheng Yan's hand and said, "Why are you still watching now that everyone has left?"

"How is that possible? Zanzan was just..."

In the blink of an eye, the platform was empty and the figure that had just been engraved in his mind was only a fleeting sight.

"What about people?!"

Cheng Yan stood up suddenly and tried to rush onto the stage but was stopped by Tartaglia.

"He's an executive officer. He showed his face for us to worship. How could he just stand there and watch you? But judging from your reaction just now, do you know him?"

Cheng Yan clutched the handkerchief tightly, staring unwillingly at the place where Zandik had just stood.

"Of course I know him. He is the most important person I mentioned."

"He is your relative?"

Cheng Yan rubbed his nose hard with a handkerchief, wiping away the blood and leaving a light red mark.

"No, he is my love."

Tartaglia's pupils trembled and he raised his hand to rub his ears.

"Um, I don't think I heard it clearly. What is your relationship with him?"

Cheng Yan didn't answer anymore and just stared at the place where Zandik disappeared.

"Zan Zan, you saw me too, right? But you didn't want to take the initiative to talk to me. Are you still blaming me? It doesn't matter. I will make you forgive me..."

Elsewhere, Dotore was not as indifferent as Cheng Yan imagined.

He walked away from Cheng Yan and went to a quiet and deserted place, then Dotole raised his hand and touched his chest.

The feeling of his heart stalling in his chest was unfamiliar to him.

Cheng Yan's reaction when he met him made it even more difficult for him to control himself.

The moment he stood in front of Cheng Yan, thanks to the cover of the mask, his eyes never left Cheng Yan's face, and therefore, he saw every bit of Cheng Yan's reaction.

He must have had a nosebleed. It happened when he saw himself.

Does this mean that Cheng Yan still has desires for his current self?

Even though he was attracted by her beauty, Dotore couldn't control his desire.

The more intense Cheng Yan's reaction was after seeing him, the more leverage he had to keep him by his side.

This body and this face can attract him, so why not take advantage of it?

Now that Cheng Yan already knows my identity and background, the next time we meet should not be far away.