The Bad Man of Another World

Although Lin Lin's handwriting is neat, it's not pretty, and his strokes are very jerky, like a child who has just started learning calligraphy.

It's not as good as Layton's.Draven chuckled, destroyed the note according to Lin Lin's instructions, and walked out of the toilet calmly.

During the meal, Lin Lin pretended to be normal on the surface, but actually kept paying attention to Delevingne. Since there was a Leighton between him and Delevingne, Lin Lin was afraid that Delevingne would kick the wrong person, so he deliberately kicked both of them. Put your feet in his direction, but Draven didn't move until the meal was almost over.

Lin Lin was a little anxious. He watched Wright and Layton and his son leave the table one after another. After much deliberation, he decided to take the initiative to kick De, and Levin kicked him.

With Delevingne's gentle temperament, he shouldn't have rejected him. Could it be that he forgot?

Lin Lin kicked it, and Delevingne just stood up. Lin Lin missed the kick, and his body swayed. He quickly looked at Jacob, but luckily he didn't notice.

"Uncle, cousin, eat slowly." Delevingne put the chairs away and left the table.

Lin Lin watched Delevingne walk out of the kitchen, then lowered his head, looking at his half-remaining rice bowl, feeling empty in his heart.

"Lin Lin, don't you have an appetite?" Jacob asked Lin Lin worriedly, and piled the dishes on the table in front of him.

"No." Lin Lin raised his head and grinned at Jacob, picked up the cold rice bowl and started to pick it up.

After tidying up the dining table, Lin Lin took the dish basin to the yard to wash the dishes. It is so inconvenient in another world without water pipes, and this is the Western Continent where there are few water resources, so every household must have a large water tank.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, Lin Lin was stunned, and saw that Delevingne was competing with Layton.

At this point in time, he thought Delevingne had gone back.

The yard was very dark, and Draven and Layton fought very fast, so Lin Lin couldn't see clearly. Even so, he stood aside with a sink in his hand and watched with relish for a long time. It wasn't until my hands were sore that I took the dish basin to the side of the large water tank and put it down, then opened the lid of the water tank, picked out the water ladle from inside, and scooped water into the wash basin.

After wiping the soap horns on the dishcloth a few times, Lin Lin squatted on the ground and began to wash the dishes, looking up at the yard from time to time.

"Yes, the fighting skills have improved, but it's a bit fancy." Delevingne pointed to Layton over there, and Layton listened carefully, and then Delevingne patted him on the back: "Go into the house, It's almost time for me to go."

Layton obediently entered the house, and only Delevingne and Lin Lin were left in the dark yard. Lin Lin was a little nervous, but continued to wash the dishes with his head down calmly.

The sound of "rustling" footsteps gradually approached, Lin Lin's hand covered with foam slipped, and the porcelain bowl fell into the sink, making a "ping-pong" sound when it collided with other bowls and chopsticks inside.

Lin Lin was a little embarrassed, was he too nervous?

"Are you okay?" Delevingne's voice came from above.

"Yeah." Lin Lin picked up the bowl and looked at it. There was a small hole missing, but it was still usable.

"I'm sorry I didn't reply to you at the dinner table just now." Delevingne apologized politely, her voice was as calm and gentle as ever: "I will come over on my birthday."

Lin Lin's mood improved a little, and he raised his head to look at Delevingne and smiled: "Okay, then I will make the meal a little bigger that day."

Lin Lin paused, and added regretfully: "I originally planned to help you celebrate, but I'm afraid Dad would mind."

"Actually, you don't need to care too much." Delevingne reminded Lin Lin kindly: "You want to keep your two-year promise, right? But don't forget that we are cousins, so let's take it easy."

Let nature go?It’s really not painful to stand and talk, but I like you.Lin Lin slandered in his heart.

Delevingne stayed on purpose to reply to Lin Lin, but if he had a meal on his birthday, there was nothing wrong with it, and besides, he was with Jacob and the others, and the reason why he didn't kick Lin Lin with his toes at the dinner table was because I think his way of asking for a reply is too ambiguous and inappropriate.

"Then I'll go back." Delevingne said to Lin Lin. He wanted to reach out and touch his head, but he thought about touching Lin Lin's head last time, so he withdrew his hand silently.

Lin Lin saw that he was about to withdraw his hand, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, he quickly grabbed Delevingne's hand and took the initiative to move his head over, letting his big palm cover his head.

Draven was slightly stunned, Lin Lin chuckled: "We are cousins, right? Is it normal to touch your head?"

Delevingne looked at Lin Lin with deep eyes for a while, and then smiled gently, "Well, it's normal."

Delevingne's big hand touched Lin Lin's head a few times, and then he went back in the night. After Lin Lin finished washing the dishes, he returned to the room excitedly, lit the oil lamp, opened the drawer, and took out a half-knitting The headband began to be braided seriously and carefully.

Although Delevingne told him that it is fine to send food on his birthday, but how could Lin Lin listen, considering that orcs need to transform, clothes and weapons must not be given away?Orcs are mostly used to hand-to-hand combat, decorations?It feels like Draven will put it in a corner of the house to collect dust, drugs?Orcs are often injured, but it is not auspicious to send this.

Lin Lin thought for a long time, and finally decided to send a headband. Delevingne's hair was almost reaching his ass, so he would definitely use it.

It’s really like a gift that a little girl would give. Hey, it would be much more convenient if it was on earth. Watches, belts, and sneakers are all good choices for boys.

In this way, Lin Lin hand-knitted a simple black hairband for Delevingne with a complicated and expectant mood.

In late September, autumn sandstorms began to blow in the western continent. Fortunately, there were high walls to protect the tribe, and the impact on the tribe was much smaller.

On the 27th, Delevingne's birthday, he arrived as promised.

When Delevingne came, Lin Lin was the only one at home, Wright was in the administrative hall, Jacob was in the shop, and Layton went to the Colosseum to exercise.

good chance.Lin Lin immediately ran back to the room to get the gift, he was afraid that if he didn't give it now and waited for Layton and the others to come back, he would not have the chance to be alone with Delevingne.

Lin Lin came out grabbing the small wooden box containing the hairband, and saw Delevingne standing by the bed in the living room, slightly lifting his chin to look at the weather.

The sky was a little dark and gloomy.

"It seems to be a sandstorm again." Delevingne stretched out his hand to feel the wind. Although he didn't look back, he knew that Lin Lin was behind him: "There is sand in the wind."

Lin Lin glanced at the sky, and it was indeed dark and abnormal, so he frowned slightly, planning to hurry up, otherwise he might be bumped into by his family members who came back early.

"Cousin, present." Lin Lin walked to Draven, smiled and handed him the small wooden box in his hand: "It's not something expensive, I hope you like it."

Looking at the sky, Draven's eyes sank, and he turned his head to look at the small wooden box in Lin Lin's hand after a while, but he didn't reach out to pick it up immediately, but asked Lin Lin first: "Can you tell me what's inside? "

"Hairband." Lin Lin looked at Delevingne's long golden hair: "Isn't my cousin's hair very long? It's quite windy here, so it's more convenient to tie your hair up."

Delevingne was silent, then sighed, and refused: "I appreciate my cousin's kindness, but I can't accept it."

Lin Linyou thought about such a situation, so he immediately said: "Cousin, don't think too much, I sent you as a cousin."

"Sorry." Delevingne insisted: "Even as a cousin, I can't accept it."

Lin Lin was a little unhappy, frowned and asked: "Why?"

"A hairband is a personal and everyday thing, which is more suitable for gifting between partners." Draven thought for a while, softened his tone, and coaxed Lin Lin with a gentle smile: "Cousin, did you celebrate my birthday?" I am already very happy with this feeling, obviously everyone will not remember the birthday of the beastman, it is really very sweet."

"But..." Lin Lin still didn't give up. This hairband was the first time he tried to make a gift for others by himself. If he didn't give it out, he would not only be unwilling, but would probably leave a psychological shadow.

Draven reached out and touched Lin Lin's head, and coaxed: "Don't make things difficult for me, okay? I know you are the most understanding cousin."

After Draven finished speaking, he smiled at Lin Lin with a soft light effect.

After Delevingne boasted and smiled like this, Lin Lin felt a little flustered, he relaxed for a moment, and nodded his head: "Then... alright."

The smile on Delevingne's face deepened, and he patted Lin Lin's head a few more times as if rewarding him: "So good."

Lin Lin came back to his senses, cursing himself for falling into the "beauty trick" again, he clenched the small gift box in his hand, struggled for a while, then raised his head suddenly, staring at Delevingne with piercing eyes , intending to get some money back: "I admit that you don't want my gift, but on my birthday, I want you to give me a gift!"

Delevingne remembered that Lin Lin had talked about this with him before, and he thought about it a little bit, and got the impression: "Cousin wants a kind of earrings that can be worn on the ears, right?"

"Yeah." Lin Lin nodded, "I've drawn the structural diagram of the earrings for you, and it's very simple to make."

Draven felt that it was inappropriate for him to give Lin Lin jewelry as a gift, but he had just rejected Lin Lin's gift, and it was too bad to refuse him again, so he had to compromise: "Okay, then you can bring the blueprint. "

But Lin Lin refused: "It's still a month away from my birthday, I'm afraid you will relax if I give it to you so early."

Draven doesn't care, anyway, he just needs to make it for him according to Lin Lin's drawings.

At this moment, Delevingne heard footsteps, and reminded Lin Lin: "Someone is back."

Lin Lin turned his head and looked at the door nervously, clutching the small wooden box and was about to leave, but stopped after walking a few steps, turned back and whispered to Delevingne:

"Happy birthday! Cousin."

Delevingne, who was looking at the scenery outside the window, was taken aback for a moment, then lowered his head and smiled.

"Thank you."

Later, Layton and others came back one after another. As Delevingne said, no one would remember the birthday of the orc. Lin Lin saw them neither remembering nor reminding them. A sumptuous dinner on the table.

"Oh! Today's food is good!" Layton, who didn't know anything, ate with relish.

Lin Lin smiled, and glanced at Delevingne quietly, wondering if he was moved by it, anyway, he was quite satisfied doing so.

Is this just for fun?Lin Lin flicked the black hairband, laughed at himself, put it back into the small box, and put it in the deepest part of the drawer.

Opening another drawer, Lin Lin took out a few drawings, which were the patterns of several men's earrings that he had carefully drawn.

Lin Lin opened it for a while and smiled.

Forget it, let's keep working hard!

However, he failed to send out the drawings of these earrings.

One day in October, Draven received a letter from the southern tribe. After reading the letter, he left the tribe immediately, in such a hurry that he didn't even pack his luggage.

In a small tribe in the Southern Continent, someone saw a pair of wandering couples who looked like Yan and Dels.