The Bad Man of Another World

In the dining room, Wright was drinking wine in silence, while Jacob was sipping food. The atmosphere was quiet, but not so depressed.

Layton looked up at them for a while, then turned his head to look outside, fidgeting, and after a while, he said worriedly: "Brother Lin Lin and cousin have been out for a long time, or... I'll go out and see Bar?"

"It's okay, if it's Lin Lin, he will definitely comfort Delevingne, let them get along with each other." Jacob said in a complex and gratified manner, and then urged Layton: "Eat quickly, or the food will be expensive." It's cold."

Layton obediently stretched out his hand and tore a roasted pork leg and began to eat it, but he was still restless, and still turned his head to look outside from time to time.

I don't know what Brother Lin Lin is doing outside with his cousin.

The scene of Lin Lin intimately pinning Delevingne on the chair in the afternoon came to mind again, and Leiden felt a tightness in his chest and couldn't breathe.

Both Wright and Jacob noticed his abnormality, and Jacob asked him strangely: "What's wrong?"

Layton put down the roast pork leg in his hand, hesitated for a while, and then asked Jacob hesitantly: "Is father going to let Brother Lin Lin pursue his cousin like this? But... isn't Brother Lin Lin's two-year vow still to come?" Is it half a year?"

"In the beginning, I was too stubborn to force Lin Lin to make the agreement. In theory, it was my fault, so Lin Lin didn't have to keep the agreement at all." Jacob thought that he had treated Lin Lin like this before. He was cold and regretted without considering his feelings at all. It was obvious that the child had always regarded them as important relatives.

Wright put down the wine bowl in his hand, and looked at Layton with a slight frown: "What's the matter, Layton, don't you agree with Lin Lin's pursuit of Delevingne?"

"No, no..." Layton lowered his head.

Wright stared at his youngest son thoughtfully for a while, and then warned him with a somewhat stern tone: "Brother Lin Lin is not easy, you need to support him more."

"...Mmm." Layton lowered his head and continued to gnaw on the roasted pork leg. Although he responded verbally, he still felt stuffy and uncomfortable in his heart.

Lin Lin and Delevingne didn't enter the kitchen until the three of them finished their meal. The three of them went out to check the situation, and saw Delevingne lying on the grass in the yard, sleeping on Lin Lin's lap serene.

Wright put his arms around Jacob's shoulders, the couple looked at each other and smiled, and turned back to the room, while Wright stood at the gate and looked at the two people in the yard blankly. After a long time, his brows frowned. He strode forward and walked over.

Lin Lin heard Layton's footsteps, he turned his head to look at him, and then stretched out his index finger to his lips, signaling Layton to be quiet, but Layton seemed to be against him on purpose, and spoke loudly to the two. The man said, "Brother Lin Lin, cousin, it's time to go in and eat."

When Layton yelled, Delevingne, who was sleeping on Lin Lin's lap, woke up immediately. Because he drank strong alcohol before going to bed, he felt a little pain in his head, so he leaned on Lin Lin's thigh and frowned to touch his own. He turned his head and turned over, but his face was buried in Lin Lin's stomach.

So fragrant...

Delevingne squinted his eyes for a while, then realized that he was lying on Lin Lin's lap with his face pressed against his belly. He sat up stiffly, and talked with Lin Lin in a daze. Look at each other.

"Are you awake? Did you sleep well?" Lin Lin smiled at Delevingne, but in his heart he scolded that brat Layton.

He couldn't see that it was brain damage, and Layton had woken up Delevingne on purpose just now.

Delevingne looked at Lin Lin's delicate and clean face, he supported his head and let out an embarrassed "hmm".

"How long have I been asleep?" Delevingne rubbed his temples to relieve his headache.

"About an hour."

"So long?" Delevingne was a little surprised, he thought he just squinted for a while.

Thinking of his unhappiness with Wright in the dining room, Draven stood up from the grass, looked towards the house, and asked Layton, "Are uncle and uncle still in the dining room?"

"Father has gone back to the room with dad." Layton replied to Delevingne, but stared at Lin Lin. Seeing him staring at him, Lin Lin stared back, not to be outdone, and the eyes of the two brothers collided in the air. Intense sparks come.

Lin Lin: You little bastard, did you come here on purpose to make trouble?Didn't you see that I'm getting along well with Delevingne!

Layton: Brother Lin Lin is really too much, even though it is a reunion dinner only once a year, he is having an affair with his cousin in the yard!

The two brothers stared more and more fiercely, and Delevingne looked at them suspiciously: "What's wrong with you?"

The two looked away at the same time: "Nothing."

Delevingne knew that the two of them were weird, but instead of asking, he said to Layton: "Since uncle and uncle have already returned to the room, I will go back first, and you can tell them for me that I will come back tomorrow."

As soon as Lin Lin heard that Delevingne was leaving, he quickly said, "Didn't my cousin have dinner yet? It happens that I haven't eaten either, why don't you stay and eat with me?"

Delevingne thought for a while and agreed. Seeing that Lin Lin was still sitting on the ground and couldn't get up, he stared at him for a while, and suddenly understood something. He immediately squatted down to check Lin Lin's legs, and asked him, "Is it true?" Are your feet numb?"

"Yeah." Lin Lin nodded. In order to make Delevingne sleep comfortably, he didn't dare to move. As a result, his feet were numb from the pillow, and he couldn't move for a while. It was so painful that he probably had to slow down for a while.

Draven pressed Lin Lin's legs apologetically, and asked him considerately while pressing, "Will this be better?"

"Hmm." Lin Lin's cheeks blushed a little, and when Delevingne pressed his inner thigh, his toes hooked up, and he felt itchy and numb where he was pressed, which made him want to call out.

"Don't... press there..." Because it felt so strange, Lin Lin's voice changed its tone, and the voice became thin and sharp, very charming.

"Snapped!"

Layton slapped Lin Lin's head with a slap, Lin Lin's hair exploded instantly, and he turned his head and stared at him viciously: "What are you doing!"

Layton said with a sullen face, "I don't want to hear Brother Lin Lin moaning."

"Moan what a woolen thread!" Lin Lin was annoyed, but he noticed that Delevingne was looking at him out of the corner of his eyes, so he was embarrassed, coughed and regained his composure.

I will settle accounts with this stinky boy later, because there is no need to lose his image in front of Delevingne.

Draven continued to press Lin Lin's legs, but avoided his inner thighs. I have to say that Lin Lin's changed voice just now...is very attractive.

He got goosebumps because of it.

After Lin Lin's legs could move, the three of them returned to the dining room. Although the food was cold, Lin Lin still ate happily with Draven's company.

It would have been better without Leighton watching over him.

Delevingne was going home after dinner, Lin Lin wanted to keep him overnight, but Delevingne insisted on going back, Lin Lin couldn't force him too much, so he had to send him to the gate of the courtyard.

When Draven's figure disappeared into the darkness, Lin Lin turned around and grabbed Layton's collar, raised his fist and beat him up. Layton is a strong orc, so he didn't feel any pain when he was beaten by Lin Lin. But still jump up and down to avoid his fist.

"You hide! How dare you hide, you brat!" Lin Lin raised his foot and kicked Layton's ass, angrily scolding: "Are you not opposed to what you agreed? Why are you always sabotaging me tonight!"

Layton couldn't answer, and he didn't know why he wanted to sabotage Lin Lin's pursuit of Delevingne. Anyway, he just felt uncomfortable.

Seeing that Layton didn't answer, Lin Lin became more and more annoyed, and couldn't help asking him angrily: "Sure enough, you still want Delevingne and Yann to be together, right? You don't want me to take away your brother's lover, right?"

Layton lowered his head and thought about it, then nodded hesitantly: "Maybe yes, seeing you chasing after cousin makes me... feel uncomfortable."

After getting the exact answer, Lin Lin blushed furiously. He grabbed Layton by the collar and asked him unwillingly: "I have been your elder brother for two and a half years, and I have always loved you as my own younger brother. , I care about you and take care of you with a clear conscience, am I still inferior to Yann? Is my biological brother really better than someone I know from outside? "

"No..." Seeing that Lin Lin was so angry, Layton panicked and stammered to explain to Lin Lin: "Brother Lin Lin is very kind to me, and I like Brother Lin Lin very much, but...but ..."

"But what!" Lin Linte pressed unwillingly.

"But..." Layton looked at Lin Lin who was standing next to him, his heart beat faster, and his childish face also turned red quietly.

"Say it!" Lin Lin grabbed Layton's collar and shook his head. When he thought that he was so good to Layton but still couldn't get his support, he got angry!

Layton's dark golden eyes looked at Lin Lin, his pupils trembled and shrank slightly, and it took a long time before he uttered: "I don't know..."

Lin Lin gritted his teeth, feeling that he had raised a little white-eyed wolf. He looked at Layton with a gloomy face for a while, and just when Layton thought he was going to beat him up, Lin Lin let go of his clothes as if discouraged. Collared hands.

"Forget it, if you don't support it, then don't support it. I always thought that when you were young, you would accept me more easily than my father and father. I didn't expect that I was wrong." Lin Lin said with lowered eyes, and turned to the room in frustration. walk.

Seeing Lin Lin's disheartened look towards him, Layton chased after him anxiously and grabbed Lin Lin's hand: "Brother Lin Lin! No! I have accepted you a long time ago! I like you of!"

Lin Lin gave a wry smile, as if he didn't believe it, he gently shook off Layton's hand, and continued to walk towards the house, but Layton grabbed his hand again relentlessly.

"Trust me! Brother Lin Lin!"

Lin Lin saw that Layton was holding onto his hand, he stopped helplessly, and sighed: "I believe you, it's just that you like Yann more than my brother."

After Lin Lin finished speaking, he reached out and touched Layton's head: "It's okay, I can understand."

Although Lin Lin said so, Layton was still very uneasy. He wanted to say something to Lin Lin, but he didn't know what to say to him.

Lin Lin withdrew his hand from Layton's, then let out a long breath, forced himself to relax, and went back to the dining room to clean up the table.

Layton went up to help, but Lin Lin didn't refuse, but he didn't talk to him. After tidying up the kitchen, Lin Lin returned to the room silently. Before closing the door, he glanced outside through the crack of the door. I saw Layton standing quietly in the corridor looking at him, his dark golden eyes glowing faintly in the darkness.

Lin Lin narrowed his eyes, and slowly closed the door under Leiden's gaze.