Days and nights of pursuit of Dottore

Chapter 208: Flirting with women

With a changed mindset, Cheng Yan no longer hid his skills during training. After stepping onto the ring, he changed from avoiding fighting to attacking quickly.

He was so fast that his opponent only felt a few taps on his body before he collapsed and fell off the ring.

It was obvious that when he fought with Cheng Yan in the past, he always dodged left and right and never had a head-on conflict with others. Unexpectedly, he was so decisive and fierce when he attacked.

"The competition is over! Cheng Yan wins!"

"...Cheng Yan wins!"

"Cheng Yan wins!"

After the name Tartaglia, Cheng Yan's name spread in the camp at a faster speed. However, unlike Tartaglia's reputation of being strong and admired by people, what made Cheng Yan more widely known was his good popularity.

To be precise, it is the good popularity among women.

"The competition is over! Cheng Yan wins!"

As soon as the soldier who announced the victory lowered his hand, a group of women like butterflies rushed to Cheng Yan.

The ladies who were usually dignified and self-respecting seemed like different people in front of Cheng Yan. Not only did their expressions look bright, but their actions were also full of intimacy. They didn't look as rude to other soldiers as they usually were.

The Fatui who were defeated by Cheng Yan were originally breathing heavily, and they became even angrier when they looked up and saw Cheng Yan being welcomed.

He walked menacingly from the side of the ring to the group of other soldiers.

"Humph, he's just a man, look how happy they are, how could anyone want a woman who gives herself to him?"

"That's right, they are all pretty boys. Why don't we see Tartaglia being so close to the ladies? I think maybe Cheng Yan has similar interests with the ladies. He also likes embroidery and cooking on weekdays. He is just as petty."

A group of people sneered at Cheng Yan, but they couldn't hide the envy and jealousy in their eyes.

Cheng Yan tilted his head slightly. He had sharp ears and heard every word the group of people said. He understood their thought processes, but even if he didn't understand, he didn't care how others evaluated him.

But these people actually guessed some things right.

"Sisters, I haven't finished my training yet. After the training, I will go to the kitchen to demonstrate to you, okay?"

Cheng Yan had a beautiful smile on his face, but he sighed softly in his heart.

His dealings with these ladies could be traced back to the last time he got up early to make breakfast for Zazan. He was unfamiliar with the place and vaguely remembered where the kitchen was, so he wanted to get some ingredients and borrow a fire.

As soon as he arrived at the kitchen, he saw the lady whom he had knocked out last time in order to see Zan Zan. Cheng Yan still felt a little guilty. He slept well in Zan Zan's room that night, but this lady had been unconscious in the corner all night.

Cheng Yan was struggling over how to apologize when he accidentally revealed his figure and was seen by the lady. Unexpectedly, not only did she not doubt Cheng Yan's identity, but she mistook him for a Fatui soldier and even took out a newly developed dish for Cheng Yan to try.

Cheng Yan followed her instructions and tasted a few bites. The lady's eyes lit up and asked Cheng Yan to give her evaluation, which made Cheng Yan a little embarrassed.

When he evaluates food, he only considers whether it is edible or not. If it is edible, then its status in his eyes is the same.

Unable to give any valuable comments, Cheng Yan simply imitated the lady's recipe and made it once. The fragrance it emitted attracted all the ladies nearby.

And because of this... Cheng Yan is now surrounded by these ladies who want to improve their cooking skills, and every time he goes into the kitchen to cook for Za Zan, he is forced to extend the time by half an hour.

What an unexpected disaster. What an unexpected disaster.

I clearly wanted to learn how to cook from me, but in the eyes of these soldiers, it seemed like I was a philanderer.

This made Zanzan know how he could go to bed.