The Bad Man of Another World

When Lin Lin arrived home, Delevingne had already returned and was cooking for him in the kitchen. Lin Lin walked over to him with a smile and hugged him from behind, stroking his thigh a few times with his hands.

"Will you cook for me?" Lin Lin tilted his body to look at the contents of the pot. Fried carrots and white radishes, dry fried, didn't smell very good.

Delevingne only recently started to learn to cook. He used to only know how to cook.

"Yeah." Delevingne was working outside today, but he kept thinking about Lin Lin in his heart. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that his behavior last night was out of line. Cook and eat, with the thought of redemption.

He actually made Lin Lin sleep with something like that yesterday, what was he thinking at that time?Delevingne put aside his thoughts and asked Lin Lin: "Where did you go all day today? I didn't see you when I came back at noon."

"I went to my father's shop." Lin Lin replied, he didn't tell Delevingne that he also went to Yann, saving him a lot of messy thinking.

"Oh." Draven responded lightly.

Lin Lin saw that his reaction was so calm, he thought about it, and smiled wickedly: "Then I met my younger brother on the way back just now."

"Oh."

"He said he liked me."

Delevingne paused while cooking, then turned to look at Lin Lin behind him, guessing the truth of his words.

Layton was shy by nature, and Lin Lin made friends with him again. Even if he liked Lin Lin, it was unlikely that he would openly show his love to Lin Lin on the street, so Lin Lin's words were not credible.

I guess I just said it casually to get my attention.

"Oh." Delevingne didn't want him to do so.

However, I regretted it after I finished speaking.

Seeing that he was still indifferent, Lin Lin couldn't help being annoyed, grabbed Delevingne's trousers with both hands and pulled them down, then squatted down and opened his mouth to bite his ass hard.

"I'll go back to my room and change into my pajamas." Someone left after biting his ass.

"..." Delevingne asked the sky speechlessly, Junyi's face turned red and then pale, and after Lin Lin left behind him, he immediately pulled up his pants and put them on.

Sometimes Lin Lin's behavior really made him not know what to say.

At night, the newlyweds went back to their room to lie down after dinner, Delevingne took out a book to read, Lin Lin leaned his head over after practicing flexibility for a while: "What are you reading?"

"History." Draven thought for a while, reached out and hugged the small Lin Lin into his arms, let him sit on his lap, and read it with him.

Compared to being hugged by Delevingne, Lin Lin prefers to hug him, but the size difference between the two is too big, so he can only do so.

Fortunately, the atmosphere is good.

"Do you understand?" Draven asked Lin Lin. Lin Lin, who came from another world, learned spoken English quickly, but he was much clumsy in calligraphy, and his handwriting still looks like it was written by a child.

Lin Lin glanced at it, "I can roughly understand it."

"Read it to me."

"Okay." Lin Lin readily agreed, leaning on Delevingne's broad chest and began to read: "In 6877, the great orc Ai..."

"Amus."

"The great orc Aimus protects the few females from the wild beasts... um..."

"Assault."

"Assault, decided to build a five-meter-high city wall around the tribe... five meters? Isn't the city wall more than ten meters high?"

"It was raised during the renovation later, and it was only five meters high at first."

"Oh." Lin Lin understood, and continued to read according to the history book. Occasionally, when he encountered a word he didn't know, Delevingne would teach him. When he read until his mouth was dry, Delevingne would read it to him. Lin Lin enjoyed this peaceful night, and unconsciously became sleepy.

"Wash up before going to sleep." Delevingne put the book aside, went out to boil hot water for Lin Lin to wash his face and feet, and when he came in with water, Lin Lin was already asleep on the bed.

Delevingne put the washbasin on the table, went to the bedside and looked down at Lin Lin, seeing that he seemed to be in a deep sleep with his eyes closed, so he didn't intend to wake him up, so he took a towel, soaked it in hot water and wrung it out carefully. Help Lin Lin wipe his face, try not to wake him up as much as possible.

Lin Lin suddenly opened his eyes.

Delevingne was not shocked, and looked at Lin Lin scratching his head calmly.

"I'm asleep?" Lin Lin blinked a few times, and saw that Delevingne had a hot towel in his hand, so he threw his face on it, and rubbed his head from side to side.

"Wipe well." Delevingne stuffed a hot towel into Lin Lin's hand, and went outside to wash himself in cold water.

It was dark and quiet outside, the wind was a bit strong, and there was fine sand inside. Judging from Delevingne's experience, it was estimated that the last sandstorm of the year would blow.

Then winter came.

Delevingne couldn't help but think of Dels on such a night, his younger brother who was still tied to the stake. Delevingne only saw him on the day Yann came back, and beat him up severely, wanting to It wasn't Wright who went up to stop him and probably killed him.

After that, he never went to see Dels again. He really didn't want to see him, and he didn't know how to treat this younger brother who abruptly changed the trajectory of his life.

It is estimated that the tribe will deal with Dels before winter. Yann insisted not to abolish his feet. A few days ago, Dels asked to see their children, but Yann did not reply for a long time.

Thinking of this, Draven frowned slightly, and felt a little depressed. He wiped off the drops of water on his face, and returned to the room in the dark, only to see Lin Lin sitting on the bed in high spirits, with a stick in his hand. male form.

Draven remembered what happened last night, and Lin Lin's seductive gesture, which seemed painful but not painful. His heart beat faster, and he hurried over to take what Lin Lin was holding.

"Not tonight." Delevingne put the things back into the wooden box and stuffed them into the drawer.

"Charlie said that after starting the training, it is best not to stop, otherwise the muscles will become tense again." Lin Lin explained, feeling a little weird.

If you say you like it, you actually don't like it, and if you say you don't like it, you are obsessed with the feeling of being with Delevingne. If you really want to talk about it, it is your heart that feels happy, and the physical comfort is secondary because the heart is satisfied.

Delevingne's heart was pounding, a little flustered and a little excited, he turned his head to look at Lin Lin, his eyes fell on his fair face, and then on his neck.

Lin Lin's collar was open, his Adam's apple was slightly protruding, and his collarbone was clearly defined. There were some red marks on the large white skin, which he made yesterday.

Delevingne looked away: "You are not in good health yet, and you have just started to receive training again. Take it easy for a day or two. We are not in a hurry, take your time."

Lin Lin narrowed his eyes when he heard this.

Not urgent?Take it easy?Lin Lin felt a little perfunctory and reluctant when he heard these words. Could it be that his body has no allure at all?

I'm so anxious, the feeling of being alone and wanting to get close to each other is so lonely.

Lin Lin scanned the room, and his eyes fell on the long towel. He thought for a while, picked up the damp towel, and rolled it up to cover his eyes.

"Come and play."

Delevingne looked over and saw Lin Lin blindfolded with a towel, his hands tied behind his head.

"Playing what?" Draven didn't know why.

"hide and seek."

"Ok?"

Lin Lin covered his eyes and curled his lips into a smile, with a charming meaning: "If I catch you, you will let me fuck, if I don't catch you, I will let you fuck."

Delevingne was stunned, his expression changed slightly: "You want... to fuck me?"

"Thinking about it... thinking about it for three years!" Lin Lin rushed towards Delevingne.

Delevingne dodged subconsciously, but fortunately there was a bed under him, and Lin Lin threw himself on the bed.

"I don't understand." Delevingne looked at Lin Lin on the bed, frowning slightly: "What are you thinking? What are you anxious about? What are you anxious about?"

He could see that Lin Lin didn't really want to play hide-and-seek with him, but he couldn't figure out his true intentions.

"Of course you don't understand how I feel. Anyway, you'll just say calmly: don't worry."

The less anxious you are, the more anxious I am...

You don't love me, of course you don't understand.

Lin Lin rushed over again.

……

Lin Lin naturally didn't catch Delevingne, which was within his expectation, so he simply lay down on the bed and signaled Delevingne to do whatever he wanted.

Draven vaguely got some clues on the way of "playing", but it was not clear, so he reached out to touch Lin Lin's body, and sure enough, Lin Lin's breathing was disordered, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Delevingne pressed on Lin Lin as if he was asking for proof, and the movements of his hands became a little anxious, observing Lin Lin's expression with his dark golden eyes.

Lin Lin was blindfolded with a towel, half of his small face was covered by the towel, but he couldn't hide the satisfied look on his face.

Are you looking for a sense of security through physical contact?Only then did Draven confirm that Lin Lin didn't want to have sex with him, but wanted to feel love through doing it.

It turned out that he knew very well that he... didn't love him, so he was anxious, restless, and worried.

It's my fault.Delevingne sighed in his heart, and began to kiss Lin Lin's body. While pleasing Lin Lin, he was also thinking about how to appease his uneasiness.

In fact, it's good to fall in love with Lin Lin, it's very simple.

But it's also difficult.

Delevingne felt that he cared about Lin Lin, and if he didn't care, he would not have proposed to him at the beginning, but because that care was based on Lin Lin's forcible teasing of him, it was not so easy to turn it into love.

He likes Yann from the bottom of his heart, and when he is old, it seems to be a matter of course. When he realizes this, it is very natural, but Lin Lin is different. If he hadn't deliberately approached and flattered himself, and even kissed and stripped naked for him to see , he guessed that he would never have any feelings for him in this life, he would just treat him as a cousin in a very ordinary way, or a cousin who joined their family halfway and was not very close.

Not to his liking, even if he was chased back for three years, he just cared about falling in love, now that Yann is back, how should he love?

But if they are in a company, they can't do without love, and Lin Lin is particularly prone to feel empty.

Delevingne felt a headache, he thought about it again and again, leaned close to Lin Lin's ear, opened his mouth and whispered to him: "I love..."

Before the word "you" came out of his mouth, Yann's beautiful face flashed across his head, abruptly preventing Delevingne from finishing speaking.

However, Lin Lin was already excited.

"I'm listening!" Lin Lin reached out to lift the towel over his eyes, and looked at Delevingne with fiery black eyes, as if encouraging him to finish speaking.

Facing Lin Lin's eyes, Delevingne became more and more speechless, he was guilty, and he was not a liar.

Lin Lin waited for a while, and seeing that he hadn't spoken for a long time, he pursed his lips and decided to confess first.

"I love you." Lin Lin held Delevingne's face, forcing him to look directly at himself: "What about you?"

Lin Lin gave Delevingne a step down. He had already said the word "I love" just now, and everyone knew what he hadn't finished saying.

It's nothing more than three words, just saying these three words can make Lin Lin feel at ease.

Draven supported the bed with both hands, looked down at Lin Lin below him, struggled for a long time, and finally spoke again: "I..."

Lin Lin was so nervous that he couldn't help holding his breath, and looked at Delevingne without blinking.

"I like you."

The fire in Lin Lin's eyes was instantly extinguished.

Like is not the same as love, otherwise there would be no such word as "lover".

Just like it... Lin Lin was disappointed, because he had huge expectations before, so his heart would be empty now, and he couldn't bear such a big sense of gap.

Delevingne saw Lin Lin's disappointment, and he felt guilty about it, but he really couldn't say "I love you" to Lin Lin, because he had Yann in his heart, so he could only make up for it. , leaned closer to Lin Lin's ear, and said, "I like you, really."

If you have to choose between likes and dislikes, then yes.

Lin Lin felt so sad that he didn't want to talk. He turned over and didn't want to talk to Delevingne anymore, but suddenly remembered that when he first met Delevingne, he said "like" to himself.

Although the "like" is actually called "Xiaoen", it really sounds like the Chinese "like".

Lin Lin thought about it, and turned around again.

"I actually have a nickname." Lin Lin knew that he was just deceiving himself, but now he really wanted to hear those three words.

Thinking of distressed.

"Nickname? What is it?" Delevingne asked without thinking too much.

Lin Lin said in Chinese:

"'I love you'."