The Bad Man of Another World

Delevingne stood quietly at the door, looking at Lin Lin with complicated eyes, watching him staring at him with excitement, his face that was still pale due to the operation was slightly flushed, and he seemed a little fanatical.

Draven had just arrived, and although he only heard part of the conversation between Lin Lin and Charlie, it was enough to understand that Lin Lin already knew everything.

When did he know?tonight?or earlier?Thinking of Jacob telling him that Lin Lin stayed with Charlie so well, he couldn't help feeling a little heavy in his chest.

If Lin Lin knew about that lie when Jacob told Lin Lin, then he must have pretended to be indifferent with a sad heart.

This little man always likes to show off his strength with a smile.

Delevingne looked at Charlie and asked him politely, "Can I come in?"

Charlie naturally nodded, he was happy that Delevingne came to Lin Lin by himself, so he broke up with Lin Lin early.

It wasn't that Charlie cursed Lin Lin, or that he didn't want Lin Lin to have a good life, but that the second he knew that Yann was back, he knew that Lin Lin was gone.

Delevingne just now entered the room. He walked towards Lin Lin, and wanted to hold his hand, but he stopped halfway through the hand, and then put it back.

However, a slightly cool little hand took the initiative to shake it. Lin Lin tightly grasped Delevingne's big and generous palm, smiled at him, and led him to the guest room where he lived temporarily.

Stop laughing... Delevingne frowned slightly, and his chest was a little dull again.

When the two entered the room, Delevingne closed the door without hesitation. He had just turned around when Lin Lin pushed him onto the door. Lin Lin jumped up and hung on him, wrapping his feet around his waist to fix it. Holding his body, he held his face with both hands and kissed him fiercely.

Lin Lin was too short for Delevingne, just below his chest, so if Delevingne didn't cooperate and bent down and lowered his head, Lin Lin could only kiss him like this.

Lips and teeth rubbing together, noses touching, exhaling intertwined, coupled with Lin Lin's intentional or unintentional hip thrusting, from time to time gently hitting his abdominal muscles with his lower abdomen, Delevingne inevitably lost his breath.

The erotic atmosphere was gradually exuding in the darkness, Delevingne looked at Lin Lin who was hanging on him and tried to tease him with his tongue, he sighed silently, raised his hand to grab Lin Lin's hand holding his head, carefully and firmly He opened his fingers one by one.

Lin Lin grabbed his hair and refused to let go, her lips slid down Draven's chin, and began to suck his neck.

Lin Lin sucked extremely hard, as if he wanted to suck out Draven's blood through the skin. Draven's heart trembled. According to Lin Lin's sucking method, there must be some marks on his neck. It's not good for Yann to see.

Delevingne didn't care about Lin Lin and Lin Lin pulling his hair, and he just tore Lin Lin off his body. Lin Lin wanted to hook Delevingne with his feet, but Delevingne dodged, and Lin Lin then Feet in the air, buttocks first.

It is late at night, and there are no oil lamps in the house, so Lin Lin can only vaguely see a figure of Delevingne and the pair of dark eyes, but he knows that Delevingne, who has excellent night vision, can see clearly. his everything.

Including the tear stains on his face.

The tears flowed from Lin Lin the moment he fell to the ground. He himself was surprised, so he quickly raised his elbow and wiped his eyes. When he was sure that nothing could flow from his eyes, he looked at Delevingne again, and pulled Make a laugh.

"Why push so hard? My butt hurts from falling." Lin Lin complained, got up from the ground, patted the ashes on his butt with a nonchalant expression, and then went to light the oil lamp on the table.

Turning around, Draven stood there with complicated eyes. Lin Lin looked at him for a while, walked to the bed and sat down, and patted his side: "Come and sit."

Delevingne didn't go over, he still stood there straight, and after a while he whispered: "When did you know Xiao En came back?"

Xiao En?It's really intimate.Lin Lin sneered in his heart, before when Yann was not around, he didn't feel much when he heard Jacob and the others call Yan Xiaoen, it was just a nickname among family members, but now that Yann came back, Lin Lin would listen again Draven called him that, and felt very uncomfortable.

Lin Lin couldn't help but think of the scene when he first met Delevingne. Walking in the dark forest, he was suddenly hugged by a tall man who was coming towards him, hugged him tightly, and called: "Little kindness.

It's ridiculous to say that at that time Lin Lin thought that Delevingne was saying "like" to him, because "Xiaoen" sounds very similar to the Chinese "like", but there is a slight difference in tone.

"As soon as Charlie took me over yesterday, I realized something was wrong. Although he is smart, his acting skills are not very good." Lin Lin said truthfully.

Delevingne was silent, and then asked again: "Why didn't you tell uncle?"

"He lied to me before I could confess. I didn't want to embarrass him, nor did I intend to embarrass him." Lin Lin explained calmly.

"You let uncle relax like this, but you put all the pressure on yourself. Why bother?"

Lin Lin stared at Delevingne for a while under the dim light, and then smiled slightly: "Then can you help me share the burden?"

Lin Lin was trying to test Delevingne, and what he asked meant that Delevingne would join hands with him through thick and thin, that is, become husband and wife together.

With Delevingne's mind, it is impossible for him not to understand the meaning hidden in his words.

Lin Lin looked at Delevingne expectantly, waiting for his reply, but Delevingne disappointed him. He lowered his eyes in silence, avoiding meeting Lin Lin's gaze.

Lin Lin clenched his fists tightly. After thinking and thinking, he decided to open up and said that although he could continue to deceive himself, it was really painful.

"Are you regretting it?" Lin Lin tried his best to look calm, but his trembling voice still betrayed his emotions: "Now that your little lover is back, you don't plan to want me anymore?"

When Lin Lin said the word "little lover", he was sarcastic. Even though he knew that Yann could not be blamed for this matter, he still inevitably angered him.

Draven didn't answer, Lin Lin stood up suddenly from the bed, strode towards him, grabbed his collar tightly with both hands, and tugged unwillingly: "Answer me! Yes, yes! No, no !"

Delevingne looked at Lin Lin who became emotional, and then he said slowly: "I don't regret it, it's just...the situation is different..."

"Slap!" Lin Lin slapped Delevingne hard on the face, and he stared at him with red eyes: "I didn't hear you clearly, please say it again."

Delevingne could of course avoid Lin Lin's slap, but he didn't because he deserved it.

"The situation is different..."

"Slap!" Lin Lin slapped his palm again, and he smiled with a ruthless heart inside: "Sorry, I still didn't hear clearly."

Draven closed his eyes and sighed, then slowly opened them, and continued stubbornly: "The situation is different, Yann is about to give birth..."

"Snapped!"

"Ders will be expelled from the tribe..."

"Snapped!"

"There needs to be an orc to take care of their father and son..."

"Slap!" Lin Lin slapped with the greatest force, his palm had turned red, painful and numb, but he didn't care, he just stared at Delevingne, his face twisted, looking fierce but desperate Through the bottom.

"So you came to be that kind person?" Lin Lin sneered, "Are you stupid? Are you really planning to help others raise their children?"

Although Draven was slapped many times by Lin Lin, his left cheek was only reddish. For the orc with a strong physique, Lin Lin's slaps were not enough.

"I am willing." Draven replied calmly and firmly, not to mention that the child was conceived by Yan and his brother, even if it was of other orc species, Draven didn't care.

Children are innocent after all.

Lin Lin laughed, as if he had heard a big joke, he let go of the hand holding Delevingne's collar, and couldn't stand up straight from the laugh.

"Hahahaha...God, you are so funny...you actually took the initiative to jump into the fire pit...hahaha...to raise children for others? Hahahaha...I have never seen someone as stupid as you... ..." Lin Lin laughed until tears came out, he seemed to have a stomachache from laughing, so he squatted down on the ground, lowered his head and laughed for a while, then raised his head with tears in his eyes, his dark eyes were full of despair.

"Since you are so kind, why don't you pity me?" Lin Lin choked his voice, his eyes were so misty that he couldn't see the person in front of him clearly: "Yan, he has father and father, and Leiden, but what do I say?" nothing……"

Seeing that Lin Lin was crying, Delevingne couldn't bear to look away, frowned and comforted in a low voice: "You also have a father and a father, and you also have Layton."

"It's different...it's different..." Lin Lin seemed to remember something, and his expression became painful: "I'm at the back again. I'm no longer the favorite child of father and father. No matter what happens in the future, I will They will all be put in the second place of consideration...it is impossible to treat everyone equally..."

There is even a phenomenon of preference among biological brothers, let alone he is an adopted son?

"No, both uncle and uncle love you..." Delevingne comforted, but was interrupted sharply by Lin Lin.

"Shut up those who don't understand anything!" Lin Lin roared, his voice even became sharper, especially loud in the middle of the night.

Delevingne looked at Lin Lin who was falling into madness, his eyes became sad, and he wanted to hold him in his arms to comfort him, but...

It is no longer possible to be as close as Lin Lin.Delevingne's expression darkened, and he stood there silently accompanying Lin Lin. After a long time, maybe an hour, maybe even longer, Lin Lin stood up from the ground.

He seemed to have calmed down. Although his eyes were still red, his expression was no longer agitated.

"So we're breaking up?" Lin Lin asked Delevingne, unexpectedly indifferently.

Draven lowered his eyes, unable to look directly at Lin Lin because of guilt, and nodded his head lightly.

"I disagree."

Delevingne raised his eyes, and saw Lin Lin sneering, his eyes were terribly dark: "At the beginning, our relationship was a joint decision of two people, so it is natural for both of us to agree to break up. I gave it to you half a year ago. You chose the opportunity because you didn't stick to your original intention and chose to stay, so don't put on an affectionate face now, it's disgusting."

Delevingne remained silent, but his brows were slightly frowned, and Lin Lin continued: "And all Luo already know that we have agreed to be together. I don't accept sudden divorce or something."

After Lin Lin finished speaking, he approached Draven, and opened his hands to hug him, but Draven avoided him. A cold light flashed in Lin Lin's eyes, and he rushed over, but still missed.

Delevingne squatted on the window sill with a complicated and guilty expression, while Lin Lin looked at him with gritted teeth.

"Is this your decision? Not to break up?"

Lin Lin stood in the room laughing evilly: "I won't die."

The two looked at each other, and Draven let out a long sigh.

"I will publicly apologize to you when Yann gives birth to a child." Delevingne disappeared from the window after finishing speaking.

Lin Lin watched Delevingne leave coldly, instead of chasing after him, he just stared straight at the dark outside.

At this time the door was knocked, Lin Lin turned to look at the door, only to hear Charlie asking outside: "Lin Lin, can you come in?"

Lin Lin went over to open the door latch, and saw Charlie standing outside with a worried face. He first looked inside the room, and then looked at Lin Lin.

"Draven is gone?"

"Ah."

"How did he say?"

Lin Lin stroked his long hair and smiled happily: "Let's break up."

Seeing the smile on Lin Lin's face, Charlie became even more worried: "What do you mean?"

Lin Lin flicked his hair in a chic manner: "It doesn't matter."

Charlie was not surprised, he knew Lin Lin well, and he who seemed to be living freely was actually the most paranoid one.

Looking at Lin Lin's slightly red eyes, Charlie hesitated for a moment, but still said, "Lin Lin, you can tell me about anything."

It’s okay to cry, I’ll lend you my shoulder.However, Charlie didn't say this sentence, for fear of hitting Lin Lin's self-esteem.

Lin Lin looked at Charlie in front of him, and knew that he was worried about himself. It was obvious from the fact that he hadn't slept since he waited until now.

"Don't worry, I'm fine." Lin Lin gave Charlie a smile, paused, and then said, "If I have to say it, I feel like I'm going to go bad again."

Charlie was stunned, for a moment he didn't understand Lin Lin's meaning, but Lin Lin smiled at him again, his black eyes were bright.

"Good night, Charlie."

The door was closed.