The Bad Man of Another World

Lin Lin was stunned. He obviously didn't expect Draven to react like this. He looked at the tender Draven who smiled at him, and couldn't help but softened his heart, but suddenly remembered something, ruthlessly Shaking off Draven's hand from holding him.

Fake!This smile is fake!

he!hatred!I!

Lin Lin was so ashamed and annoyed, he gave Delevingne a hard "bah": "Continue to be with you? Continue to let you abuse? You think it's beautiful! From today on, we will sleep in separate rooms, and I won't let you You touched it!"

Lin Lin got up angrily after speaking, and went back to the room, as if he couldn't take it anymore.

Delevingne watched him leave, his heart was dull and he was a little short of breath. He could tell that Lin Lin had lost the most basic trust in him.

It seems that it is not as easy to coax as I imagined.Draven sighed, looked at the plate of persimmons on the table, got up slowly, and started cooking for Lin Lin.

Lin Lin only ate two slices of persimmons for lunch, he should be hungry soon.

However, when Delevingne knocked on Lin Lin's door with a plate of egg fried rice, Lin Lin didn't buy it.

"Egg fried rice?" Lin Lin seemed to have calmed down. He leaned against the door frame and raised his eyebrows: "How do I know if you poisoned it?"

Delevingne knew that he said this on purpose, the purpose was nothing more than to make him feel bad, he did not explain to Lin Lin, but picked up a spoon in front of Lin Lin and ate a mouthful of fried rice with eggs, telling him by action that there was no poison in it .

Passed the egg fried rice again, but Lin Lin still didn't take it.

"I won't eat what you've eaten, for fear that I'll throw up." Lin Lin curled his lips into a smile, looked at Delevingne's eyes as cold as ice, and then closed the door forcefully with a "bang".

Be disliked...

Draven stood silently at the door with egg fried rice, and turned away after a while.

The bowl of egg fried rice Delevingne was warming in the steamer. Lin Lin saw it when he came out to cook in the evening. Delevingne was in the kitchen at the time, watching Lin Lin while skewering the prey on the grill.

Lin Lin silently looked at the steamed egg fried rice in the steamer, then took it out of the steamer, Delevingne smiled slightly, and in the next second, Lin Lin took the bowl Fried rice poured into the lame bowl.

The lame leg wagged its tail and buried its head in the food bowl, happily eating.

Delevingne's eyes darkened, feeling an indescribable feeling in his heart.

Lin Lin obviously made up his mind to draw a clear line with Delevingne. He cooked his own meals, washed his own dishes, and even separated their belongings. In the cupboard, there was a pile on the left and a pile on the right, with an empty space in the middle. With a large piece.

Delevingne knew that he was making trouble, so he followed him in everything, and offered his courtesy silently. Although Lin Lin refused to accept anything, he still persisted patiently. After thinking about it for a long time, Lin Lin would naturally soften his attitude .

After all, the two are partners, living under the same roof, even if they live in separate rooms, they still see each other every day without looking up, how long can they fight the cold war?

However, things were different from what Delevingne thought. When he came back from hunting one day and saw Lin Lin sitting on a chair in the living room with a long bong and puffing away leisurely, he realized that Lin Lin was the only one who knew what Lin Lin was doing. Pro is not just as simple as being awkward.

Delevingne put the prey directly at the gate, frowned and walked to Lin Lin, stretched out his hand to him, and said in a stern tone, "Bring it."

Lin Lin squinted his eyes, opened his mouth slightly, and let the white mist slowly escape from his mouth, covering his fair and handsome face.

"Who are you?" A very arrogant sentence.

Draven was not very happy to see Lin Lin smoking a cigarette, but now seeing his tone so aggressive, his two eyebrows could not help but wrinkle even tighter.

"Your partner." Delevingne saw that Lin Lin would not hand over the bong in his hand, so he went to grab it himself.

"My partner? Bullshit, I think it's Yann's partner, right?" Seeing Delevingne trying to grab his cigarette stick, Lin Lin quickly dodged with the stick and kicked him in the stomach by the way.

He was merciful, otherwise he would have kicked Delevingne's balls.

Although Lin Lin dodged left and right with the cigarette stick, he was no match for Delevingne, so Draven confiscated the stick after ten seconds.

"Give it back to me!" Lin Lin was furious, frowning and glaring at Delevingne with a ferocious expression.

"Smoking is bad for your health." Delevingne saw a box of tobacco on the table, so he confiscated it.

"Do you care about my health?" Lin Lin said coldly, what's wrong with the man smoking a cigarette?Besides, he is not addicted to cigarettes. It's just that he has been feeling irritable these days, so he just wants to smoke a cigarette to relieve his worries.

As for drinking, forget it, once he gets drunk, he won't even know who he is.

Seeing Lin Lin glaring at him fiercely, Delevingne sighed silently, knelt down in front of Lin Lin, and held his hand.

"I know you're upset, but don't do anything that hurts your body. If you want to calm down, I'll let you hit me." Draven said softly, and looked at Lin Lin softly.

Lin Lin looked at Delevingne who was squatting in front of him, and smiled.

"Why, do you feel sorry for me?" Lin Lin leaned on the chair, smiling smugly.

"Ah."

"Really? How do I know if you're pretending?" Lin Lin mocked, and pulled his hand out of Delevingne's: "You are the best at pretending, even better than me. , comparable to an Oscar winner, still loves me? Give me back the pipe if you feel sorry for me."

Delevingne was helpless: "I didn't pretend."

Lin Lin sneered, and was noncommittal to Delevingne's words. Seeing that Delevingne was determined not to return the bong to him, he said indifferently, "No, right? Then I'll buy it again, and it's not impossible to get it."

Delevingne was at a loss for a while. Lin Lin was very popular and had a wide network of contacts. As long as he wanted, he could get anything, and cigarettes were still common items.

After thinking for a while, Delevingne reluctantly returned the copper long bong to Lin Lin, but said, "Only ten puffs are allowed, and I'll count them for you."

Lin Lin was amused: "Ten mouths? Are you trying to coax a child?"

Delevingne didn't speak, he sat down on a chair beside him, sat upright, looked at Lin Lin seriously with his two dark golden eyes, and really planned to watch him smoke.

Lin Lin found it interesting for a while, so he lay down on the bench, propped his head with one hand, and held the long tobacco rod in the other, and started to smoke in the posture of a drunken fairy. His two dark and deep eyes looked at Delevingne , the corner of the mouth raised a nasty arc.

Lin Lin likes to smoke, not because of the smell, but because he likes to use it to annoy others, such as his brother, such as Delevingne. As for his parents, he has kept it a secret. First, he doesn’t want them to worry. I'm afraid they won't give me pocket money.

Lin Lin was smoking a cigarette, and remembered that when he smoked for the first time, he was bumped into by his brother. In a panic, he spit a puff of smoke on his brother's face, and his brother was instantly livid with anger. Lin Lin is still deeply impressed by the sense of revenge-like pleasure.

Lin Lin then hooked his finger at Delevingne, signaling him to come over.

Draven passed by, Lin Lin held the thin cigarette holder and took a puff of the cigarette in his mouth, then reached out and grabbed Draven's collar, pulled his head off, and passed the cigarette mouth to mouth past.

There was a smell of smoke between his lips and teeth. Perhaps it was because men were born with a special feeling for smoke, so Delevingne didn't dislike Lin Lin putting the smoke into his mouth. Looking at Lin Lin in front of him, he felt that the way he squinted and puffed out smoke was special...

sexy.

This is the first time Delevingne has seen someone smoke so much. Females rarely smoke. Everyone knows that smoking too much is not good for your health, so orcs will control their female partners, and orcs There are not a few people who can smoke in the middle school, but they have nothing to do with the word sexy.

Lin Lin let go of Delevingne after crossing the cigarette, and looked at him with a smile on his hands, his eyes were provocative and disdainful.

"You think this is fun?" Delevingne reached out and touched his lips, which still had the smell of smoke and the touch of Lin Lin's lips.

"It's fun." Lin Lin took another puff of cigarette, raised his chin and slowly exhaled towards the ceiling, the slender neck stretched out a beautiful arc, which made the small Adam's apple protrude.

Lazy, sexy, and seductive, that short man exuded a deadly aura. Delevingne was a little dazed for a while, and there was a commotion in his heart.

"I think smoking is super-cool." Lin Lin spoke in a drawn-out tone on purpose, smiling frivolously, and suddenly saw Delevingne's face in front of him, Lin Lin was taken aback, and before he could react, Delevingne kissed him Son.

Draven wanted to touch Lin Lin, and if smoking was also Lin Lin's trick on him, then he succeeded in arousing his interest.

Delevingne kissed Lin Lin, smelling the smell of cigarettes, touched his slender waist a few times, and then reached into his clothes.

Suddenly felt a heat in the lower body, Delevingne looked down, it turned out that Lin Lin put the burning tobacco pipe close to his crotch.

"I told you not to touch me again, right?" Lin Lin no longer had a smile on his face, he looked at Delevingne coldly, and then brought the fiery pipe closer to his crotch, as if joking. Threat: "Be careful I burn your balls."

Draven looked at Lin Lin with a cold face, then at the very hot pipe, and got up from Lin Lin silently.

By the way, he took away the cigarette stick in Lin Lin's hand.

"Ten people are here." Delevingne said calmly, but his heart was turbulent.

After being rejected by Lin Lin, he rejected him again.

Lin Lin gave a "tsk", and pointed his middle finger at Draven angrily. Draven didn't know the meaning of that gesture, but he knew it was insulting.

Delevingne walked to the door of the big house with a cigarette stick in his hand, and picked up the prey on the ground. Before entering the kitchen, he tried to ask Lin Lin: "Cooking together tonight?"

The two of them had their own meals these days, and Lin Lin no longer ate at the same table with Delevingne, but if Delevingne sat down next to him with food, he would not deliberately avoid it.

Lin Lin smiled perfunctorily: "No, you cook first."

Delevingne was a little disappointed: "Okay."

The two of them passed the last few days of winter in such a stalemate. As the weather started to get warmer, Lin Lin went out to play longer and longer. Delevingne would pick him up every time, unremittingly using actions to soften the situation. Lin Lin's tough attitude had little effect.

Lin Lin intends to use the relationship of marriage to bind Delevingne. Naturally, he will not let the people in the tribe know that he and Delevingne have "divorced within marriage", so when Delevingne comes to pick him up, he will pretend to be joking with him , but it was just a joke, and did not have physical contact with Delevingne, it seemed that he didn't even bother to touch him.

Delevingne was a little depressed about this.

However, although Lin Lin concealed it well, one person still noticed something strange, and that was Charlie who had been paying attention to his and Delevingne's marriage.