After wearing it back, I became the demon king

Seeing that the flames were about to spread across Yu Chen's body, Di Ling gave Lang Li a look, "It's almost done."

Today is Lin Fusheng's birthday banquet, it would be unlucky if someone dies.

Lang Li's eyes were dark, and he didn't intend to stop, "He deserves to die."

Di Ling reached out and patted his arm, "Be obedient."

In the end, Lang Li reluctantly stopped, his brows were stern, and he could see that he was in a gloomy mood.

Yu Chen's clothes were burned to the ground, and his skin was scalded with blisters. If Di Ling hadn't told Lang Li to stop in time, he might have suffered severe burns soon.

A pair of warm hands were suddenly placed on Di Ling's eyes, and Lang Li's deep and pleasant voice came from above, "Dirty things, don't look at them."

Yu Chen lowered his head and opened his eyes suddenly, glaring at Lang Li angrily, gnashing his teeth, his eyes turned into vertical pupils, "I remember you!"

As soon as the words fell, Yu Chen disappeared in place.

Di Ling pulled Lang Li's hand away, snapped his fingers at the monitor, and erased what happened just now.

"Don't do anything outside next time." Di Ling turned his head and warned.

Lang Li raised his brows and looked a bit fierce, "He bullied you."

"No one can bully me." Di Ling's eyes were calm but determined.

Lang Li didn't know how powerful Di Ling was, but he just instinctively wanted to protect Di Ling, and his chest suddenly became congested. He had too few words to express, and he couldn't confide in words to Di Ling clearly.

Di Ling suddenly saw a trace of grievance from Lang Li. He opened his arms and smiled lightly at Lang Li: "Hug?"

Although Lang Li didn't understand his mood, he knew that he liked to hug Di Ling.

He hugged Di Ling tightly, resting his chin on Di Ling's shoulder, tilting his head to sniff Di Ling's scent lightly, brushing Di Ling's fair neck with his warm lips, arousing a burst of itching.

Di Ling shrank his neck and tried to avoid it, but Lang Li pursued him closely. He was so addicted to Di Ling's smell that he even had the urge to bite the snow-white neck. His wildness seemed to be awakened at this moment.

"Hiss—" There was a sudden pain in Di Ling's side neck, followed by a hot, moist and soft touch.

The whole body felt like an electric shock in an instant, and Di Ling's sensitive nerve endings were touched, and the scorching heat swept across his cheeks like the scorching sun in midsummer.

Di Ling pushed him away, covered his wet neck, felt the bite marks left by his teeth with his fingertips, and it was very hot.

Lang Li's drowsy brain gradually woke up, and he realized what he had just done. He opened his eyes wide in disbelief, panicking: "I'm sorry..."

What was he doing just now?Is he going to eat Di Ling?How could he have an appetite for Di Ling? !

Lang Li was shocked and guilty, "I didn't do it on purpose, I don't want to eat you at all."

He told Di Ling more like he told himself.

At this time, Lang Li, like a child who made a mistake, was anxious and distressing.

Di Ling put down his hands, took the initiative to hug him, patted his back, and comforted him: "It's okay, I know."

How could I forget that Lang Li was just a cub not long ago and didn't understand anything. Even if this behavior was a bit out of bounds, as far as Lang Li was concerned, it didn't involve any ambiguous thoughts.

Lang Li buried his head in Di Ling's shoulder and said sullenly, "I won't eat you even if I'm starving to death."

"You must trust me."

Di Ling patted his generous back, "I believe in the little light bulb."

The big wolf cub hugged Di Ling and acted like a baby, very clingy.

At Lin Fusheng's birthday banquet, Di Ling did not find any news about Chu Han's painting, but he did get a lot of contact information from bigwigs, so it was a worthwhile trip.

Xiong Duojin sent Di Ling home. Before getting out of the car, he hesitated for a moment and said, "Mr. Di, a member of the family wishes to meet you."

"Same family? Pandas too?" Di Ling asked.

"No, no, I mean, he is also a monster." Xiong Duojin waved his hand, touched the tip of his nose and said, "He is originally a rat."

Rats?

Di Ling half-raised his eyebrows. He hadn't seen the Rat Demon before. Since he could ask Xiong Duojin, he should have good strength and status. "What is his status in the human world?"

Xiong Duojin said: "As far as I know, they are scientific researchers, and they are often accompanied by guards. They need to keep secret what they are researching."

A name suddenly flashed in Di Ling's mind, "Is it Shu Boyan?"

"Wang!! You actually know him!" Xiong Duojin was shocked and heartbroken. Isn't he the richest man more famous than a scientific researcher?Why has Wang heard of Shu Boyan, but not him? !

"I listened to the news network." Di Ling didn't deliberately understand it. Just when the channel was changed, the news network was talking about Shu Boyan.

He has great achievements and is a scientific research leader.

Di Ling knew so much.

Xiong Duojin exhaled, but still couldn't stop the soreness in his heart, "It's Shu Boyan, he is a dead house, he doesn't like to go out, he stays at night and stays up late. I got news of your present life, and hope to meet you."

Originally, Di Ling was worried that another Xiong Duojin or Bai Zhenzhen would come, but when he heard that Shu Boyan was a dead house, it shouldn't be like the two of them startled and quarreling with headaches.

After pondering for a few seconds, Di Ling said, "You arrange the time."

Seeing Di Ling's decisiveness, Xiong Duojin immediately turned into a lemon tree. He tried his best to find him, but Wang turned his back on him. Why did Shu Boyan treat him so well? !

Xiong Duojin felt that his position as chief executive was not guaranteed.

"Okay." Xiong Duojin forced a smile.

When Di Ling and Lang Li returned home, it was already late, so they took a shower and went to bed.

In the early morning of the next day, Di Lingsheng woke up with a fever. He seemed to be leaning against the stove with sweat on his forehead. Unconsciously, he raised his hand to push the stove away, but the stove didn't move at all, and even pressed closer.

Frowning, Di Ling slowly opened his eyes.

No wonder I was like a ghost pressing the bed, Lang Li held him tightly in his arms, probably felt hot at night, he kept moving to the side, so that when he opened his eyes, he saw the two of them huddled next to the bed, but whenever he moved , will fall out of bed.

Di Ling wanted to push Lang Li away, but his hands were trapped in Lang Li's arms, his whole back was pressed against Lang Li's chest, and the corners of his clothes ran up from sleep, and a part of his waist was touching Lang Li's abdomen, Di Ling was stunned. Startled, and reacted slowly, the pajamas Lang Li wore last night disappeared.

Skin and flesh touched each other without hindrance, Di Ling's mind went blank for a second, then he struggled to break away from Lang Li's arms and jumped off the bed.

When the child is older, he should sleep in separate beds.

Lang Li sat up in a daze, the morning light fell on his flesh and blood Yunting's upper body, his fair skin seemed to glow by itself, he rubbed his messy black hair, heard the sound of water in the bathroom, lay down peacefully, hugged Di Ling's pillow, buried his face in it and continued to sleep.

After Di Ling came out of the wash, he saw Lang Li curled up in bed sleeping soundly, with only a bit of curled black hair showing, he thought it was a bit cute.

Lang Li's hands and feet were slender, and when he stretched his legs, the quilt might not cover his feet, so he always liked to curl up into a ball, with a big bulge on the bed, and Di Ling suddenly saw that his pillow was gone, and there was no one under the bed.

He froze for half a second, touched his earlobe, and muttered softly, "What a wolf cub."

After leaving breakfast for Lang Li, Di Ling took his textbooks and prepared to go to class, when the doorbell rang outside.

He glanced at the display screen, it was the police.

"Are you Di Ling?" the policeman asked.

"En." Di Ling nodded.

"When was the last time you saw your brother Di Yao?" The policeman stared at him with sharp eyes.

Di Ling frowned, and told the truth: "Last night at around eight o'clock, I attended a birthday banquet, and he happened to be a waiter there."

The police questioned him again, and finally told him, "If Di Yao contacts you, please call the police immediately."

After closing the door, Di Ling thought about what happened to Di Yao, the police will come to him.

A few days later, Di Ling got the answer.

Di Yao's arrest warrants came out, overwhelming, everywhere.

"Di Ling, are you alright?" Chu Han was careful not to irritate him.

"It's okay, I don't have a good relationship with him." Di Ling said bluntly.

Chu Han twitched the corner of his mouth in embarrassment. He was not familiar with Di Yao. Di Ling hadn't taken the initiative to mention Di Yao to him. He had learned from his aunt that there was such a person. Ling, my aunt doesn't like him very much.

"Hey, how could he kill people? He's still his teacher. I saw someone broke the news that the two of them seem to have an unusual relationship."

Di Ling had never seen the deceased, and he and Di Yao could not speak a few words throughout the year. Even if Di Yao had something with his teacher, he would not know about it, let alone know about it.

"Forget it, let's not talk about this topic." Chu Han felt weird, and Di Ling didn't seem interested.

"Let's ask Shang Luyao to have dinner together later," Chu Han suggested.

"Yes." Di Ling agreed.

At lunch time, Di Ling followed Chu Han to a studio near the Academy of Fine Arts. After Lu Yao moved out, he worked here to tutor high school students in art exams.

When they walked to the studio, Lu Yao was changing the painting for the students. He turned his head to tell the students where the problems were and how they should be corrected. His concentration was quite teacher-like.

Di Ling noticed that his painting level had improved a lot, Chu Han and You Rongyan bumped into Di Ling's shoulder, "I thought he had aura in his paintings at the beginning, but recently he showed me his new works, which are totally fine. Use an idiom to describe."

"Break out of a cocoon and become a butterfly."

Di Ling nodded slightly, he had indeed become a butterfly from a cocoon.

Lu Yao was talking to the students, and met Di Ling's eyes outside the glass window unexpectedly. He was immediately elated, and hurriedly opened the door to go out after teaching the students.

"Great God, seniors, why are you here?"

Chu Han teased, "It's rare that you can still see me."

Lu Yao lowered his head in embarrassment, scratching his red face, "Isn't that because the Great God is so radiant?"

"I know you are a little fan of the great master, so we came to ask you to go out for dinner, are you free, Mr. Lu?" Chu Han smiled.

Lu Yao blushed, "No...it's not considered a teacher, senior, stop teasing me."

"Wait for me a moment, I'll be right out."

After Chu Han made a reservation for the restaurant, the three of them walked over. Before entering the door, Di Ling suddenly noticed a gloomy gaze. He turned his head suddenly, and the crowd was crowded around him, and the target disappeared.

"Master, what's the matter?" Seeing him standing at the door, Lu Yao asked with concern.

"It's okay." Di Ling looked away and walked into the restaurant.

A thin figure came out from around the corner. He was wearing a sweater, a hood on his head, and a mask on his face, revealing only a pair of lifeless eyes.

"How did you walk? You didn't apologize for hitting someone." The man who was hit grabbed the collar of the sweater.

Due to too much movement, the hood on the top of the head fell down, and the man felt that this person looked familiar.

The other party pushed him away hard, pulled up the hood and ran downstairs quickly.

Not right.

The man thought carefully, "Fuck! Catch the wanted criminal!"

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-03-0621:00:02~2021-03-0721:00:01期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottles of perilla;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!