Days and nights of pursuit of Dottore

Chapter 349: Nawei·No Interest·Wright

Cheng Yan looked at Villette's lonely back and lifted the veil that had become wet and heavy in the drizzle. He wanted to run into the rain and pull Villette under the tent to shelter from the rain. As soon as he took a step, an exquisite lace-decorated umbrella was handed to him.

Cheng Yan reached out to take it, opened the umbrella and complained inwardly: I usually wear all black, but today I really wear white.

Cheng Yan took two quick steps to catch up with Villette and held the umbrella over his head.

That Villette stopped walking, her tone calm and without any emotion.

"The photo has been taken, you don't have to act anymore."

The fine rain suddenly became heavier as he said this, crackling on Cheng Yan. The umbrella was not big, so he stretched it all over Villette's head. His delicate clothes were wet, and the rain seeped into his skin through two or three layers of clothes, making him feel a little cold.

That Villette held his wrist, placed the umbrella over Cheng Yan's head somewhat forcefully, and then walked firmly into the rain again.

"You don't care about me anymore?"

Perhaps it was because of the rainy day, Cheng Yan suddenly felt a little stuffy in his chest.

"Then I'm leaving?"

It was meant to be a tentative question, but as soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a pain in his wrist.

The water ripples wrapped around the gilded black bracelet suddenly took shape, turning into a thin water line, tightly wrapped around Cheng Yan's bony wrist.

"hiss……"

Cheng Yan felt pain, and the next second, his wrist suddenly moved forward uncontrollably, and Villette used the water line to pull him to his side.

Cheng Yan immediately raised his hand to look at his wrist, and saw an obvious red mark that was about to bleed.

Cheng Yan raised his eyes and looked at Villette accusingly, "Can't you just say what you want to say nicely? I didn't say I wanted to run away."

Villette closed her eyes, unstable emotions surging in her deep pupils, as if there was a storm hidden in her eyes.

"Feel sorry."

Cheng Yan's cheeks were puffed up, and he looked a little unhappy. He reminded himself several times in his mind that "when you are under someone's roof, you have to bow your head." He stared straight at Villette's face and spoke after a moment.

"Let me pinch your face, and I won't be angry about you hurting me."

Villette was stunned, and before she could react, in just a millisecond, her cheek was quickly stroked, and the touch felt like a feather.

"Okay, we're even now. Next time you have something to say, you should speak nicely. It's not like I won't cooperate with you. Don't be so rude."

The rain stopped, Cheng Yan put away the umbrella and shook off the water stains.

Then he raised his wrists and said, "Or else just handcuff me and remind me that I'm a prisoner. Otherwise, I will continue to offend you."

Cheng Yan spoke with confidence, and Villette came back to his senses and answered him honestly.

"As long as you have a trace of the water element I condensed on you, you will be under my control. However, if you really want handcuffs, I can also satisfy your request."

Cheng Yan felt upset again after hearing his words.

"You are such a straight man who doesn't understand romance!"

But her personality is weird, like a little girl.

He still likes someone like Zanzan, who can fully understand his little thoughts, is very interesting, and is very generous to him.

"Straight... male, what do you mean?"

Cheng Yan crossed his arms and snorted, "He is just a person who has no sense of humor, does not understand other people's thoughts, and only knows how to talk to himself."

Villette was silent.

"I...have?"

Cheng Yan tilted his head and stared at him, "Of course, otherwise why would you leave suddenly when we were just talking peacefully?"