The Bad Man of Another World

Lin Lin blinked his eyes and raised his chin to look at Delevingne, looking quite sober.

"Why are you here?" His voice was hoarse.

"Take care of you." Draven replied calmly, looking down from his angle, he could just see Lin Lin's private place, so he looked away, "I will stay here to take care of you until your body recovers. "

Lin Lin was stunned. He didn't expect that he would be willing to take care of him now that he was plotting against him yesterday. To put it bluntly, it was his own fault that he would become like this.

He vaguely remembered that Jacob and Wright had visited yesterday, and Lin Lin felt a little stunned, guessing in his heart that Wright ordered Draven to stay and take care of him.

Thinking of this, Lin Lin, who was quite happy at first, was a little disappointed. He looked at Delevingne in silence for a while, and then asked him with some anxiety: "Then... what about after recovery?"

Delevingne's eyes dimmed, and he didn't look at Lin Lin, but replied indifferently: "I will continue to take care of you."

Lin Lin's heart beat faster, he seemed to have guessed something, and he couldn't help but look forward to it: "How long?"

Draven closed his eyes and replied with a sigh: "Forever."

"...Okay." Lin Lin couldn't help smiling, with satisfaction and joy.

But there is also a bit of indescribable melancholy.

Charlie, who was giving Lin Lin a bath, looked up at the two of them. Although Draven hugged Lin Lin, there was no such intimacy between the two, which was mainly reflected in the fact that Draven only let Lin Lin She was in his arms, but she kept her hands on her sides and didn't want to hug him, and she didn't want to rest her eyes on Lin Lin.

Sure enough, I was very reluctant, right?Is it really okay for them to be together like this?Charlie couldn't help feeling worried for Lin Lin.

Lin Lin, I can only help you so far, the rest is up to you to work hard on your own, please be happy, otherwise...

Otherwise, all he is doing now is harming the two of them!

Charlie straightened his lips, suddenly feeling heavy psychological pressure.

After Charlie gave Lin Lin a bath, Lin Lin felt much refreshed. Although it would be the middle of the night and he had taken antipyretics again, he didn't feel sleepy at all.

Charlie wanted to stay in the house and take care of Lin Lin, but the big fool stood outside the door and stared at him, so Lin Lin thoughtfully told Charlie to go back to sleep.

Charlie hesitated: "Is it really not uncomfortable?"

"Yeah." Lin Lin looked at Charlie softly, and was really grateful for this good brother: "Don't worry, there is a cousin watching me."

Charlie glanced at Delevingne, only a little bit relieved, he told Delevingne worriedly: "Keep an eye on him, change the towel on his forehead every 3 minutes or so."

"Okay." Delevingne replied flatly.

Charlie left, and the atmosphere in the room suddenly became a little depressing as soon as he left. Lin Lin lay on the bed and looked at Delevingne, thought for a while, and then stretched out his hand to lift the quilt on himself, "There's only one bed, lie down next to me Bar."

"I want to change the towel on your forehead." Draven politely refused, and covered Lin Lin's quilt back properly.

"Charlie said that it will be changed every 3 minutes. You can lie down next to me and get up and change it for me when the order is ordered." Lin Lin refused to give up on the invitation.

"No, we're not together yet." Delevingne bluntly refused this time. In order not to let Lin Lin continue to entangle, he took off the slightly warm towel on his forehead, then walked to the table and soaked the towel in the hot water. In the basin, shake it and wring it dry, then return to Lin Lin's side and gently apply it on his forehead.

"But haven't we done more intimate things?" Thinking of the charming affairs during the day, Lin Lin smiled slightly, his face was not so pale, and there was a little blush. He looked at Delevingne's knuckles. The big hand was right in front of his face, and he wanted to raise it to grab it, but his body was so weak that it was difficult to lift his arms, so he twisted his head and kissed Delevingne's fingertips.

Draven withdrew his hand suddenly, as if frightened.

Lin Lin lay on the bed and stared straight at him: "You obviously fucked me over and over again in the morning, why bother to be restrained with me?"

Draven lowered his eyes, neither refuted nor spoke, but went to the table silently and sat down, staring at the pot of hot water with his dark golden eyes, stood up after a few minutes, and took off Lin Lin's head He put on the cold towel, soaked it in a hot water basin to reheat it, and then applied it to Lin Lin's head.

Seeing that he ignored him, Lin Lin curled his lips in boredom, but he didn't blame Delevingne, after all, he had plotted against him. He was very surprised that he didn't get angry at himself but was willing to take care of him.

But Delevingne must be very sad, right?

Lin Lin watched Delevingne slowly return to the table and sit down, staring at the basin of hot water again, with a little lifelessness in the silence, he sighed in his heart.

"After we get together, I will treat you well." Lin Lin promised Delevingne with a hoarse voice: "I will definitely give you happiness!"

Delevingne's eyes were half closed, and he still didn't say anything.

After that, Lin Lin fell asleep. In his sleep, he could vaguely feel that someone was constantly changing the hot towel on his head, which made him feel very at ease.

After waking up, the high fever had subsided to a low-grade fever, and Delevingne was not there, but Sicily was sitting on the edge of his bed.

"I already know, Charlie told me." Seeing Lin Lin woke up, Sicily lowered his head and smiled, but with a somewhat melancholy expression, he opened his mouth and scolded Lin Lin: "Fool, why are you doing this?"

Lin Lin smiled and laughed at himself: "I know that doing this will make the relationship between me and Delevingne very stiff, but if I just watch him and Yann together, I will die of anger. Well, I will struggle with it for the rest of my life, how depressing it is to live like that, why not just do what you want, at least feel happy."

"What are you happy about? Look at you, you are so tormented by him that you can't get out of bed."

Lin Lin didn't feel any pain at first, but when Sicily said this, he immediately felt uncomfortable all over, especially a certain place under his body, which was hot and swollen obviously.

At this time, there were footsteps outside, and then the door opened, and Delevingne walked in with a cloth bag in his hand. He saw Sicily in the room, nodded politely to him, and looked at Lin Lin again, seeing him Woke up, so I greeted him too.

"woke up?"

"Yeah." Lin Lin didn't want to lie down, so he struggled to sit up, but his butt hurt from being rubbed against the sheet. Seeing this, Sicily, who was sitting on the side, hurried up to help him, erecting the pillow for him to lean on.

"How about I go back first?" Sicily asked in a low voice next to Lin Lin's ear.

Lin Lin nodded.

"Take care of yourself, and I'll come see you tomorrow." After Sicily finished speaking, she stood up, without saying a word to Delevingne, and strode away, passing him a sideways glance.

Draven noticed Sicily's cold stare, and he walked to the table with the cloth bag indifferently, and took out the contents one by one.

Lin Lin leaned on the head of the bed to watch, all of them were food, and they were all his favorite things.

Lin Lin's heart warmed up: "Go out and buy it for me?"

"Uncle made it, let me bring it to you." Delevingne explained, walked over with Jacob's chicken soup, and sat down on the edge of the bed.

The lid of the casserole was opened, and the aroma of chicken soup wafted out immediately. Delevingne took a spoon and took a sip, and it was a little hot.

"Can you move your hands?" Delevingne asked Lin Lin. Lin Lin naturally shook his head. Although he could lift it up, he definitely couldn't hold the small pot of chicken soup.

Draven then started feeding Lin Lin. Since the chicken soup was a bit hot, he blew it before feeding Lin Lin.

Although Lin Lin was very happy that Draven acted so "virtuous", he felt a little uneasy.

"Aren't you angry with me?" Lin Lin looked at Delevingne who was blowing chicken soup for him, and planned to have a good talk with him, otherwise it would be very annoying to always get along with each other in such a seemingly estranged way.

Delevingne handed the cold spoonful of chicken soup to Lin Lin's mouth, his handsome face showed no expression: "This is the end, it's useless to be angry."

"Is this a confession?"

"I can't let you be criticized. You have already smelled of me, and it will be difficult to find an orc to accompany you in the future." Delevingne replied lightly, although he was worried, his tone was a little cold.

Is this resignation?No, there is nothing you can do about it.

"Well, indeed, you orcs are very sensitive to smell." Lin Lin understood, and looked at Draven with deep black eyes: "Then you don't mind that Yann smells like your brother?"

Draven glanced at Lin Lin, but didn't answer his question, and Lin Lin wisely didn't ask. Since he already knew that Draven had accepted his fate, he didn't need to worry too much.

As long as the two are together, he has plenty of time to coax Delevingne and calm him down.

Delevingne continued to feed Lin Lin chicken soup, and soon half a casserole of chicken soup went down, and then Lin Lin gently pushed Delevingne's hand away: "I'm full."

"Eat some more."

"I don't have a good appetite."

Delevingne then gave up, he put the casserole aside, and then said to Lin Lin calmly and indifferently: "I discussed it with my uncle and uncle this morning, and I think it is better for us to be together as soon as possible. As for the banquet, I will find you later. Make it up some time."

Lin Lin can roughly guess the reason why Delevingne doesn't want to hold a banquet. It's just that Yann is in the tribe now, and he has many friends. If they hold a banquet on a large scale, it will easily cause people's misunderstanding. In the tribe, it's really inappropriate for us to hold a large-scale banquet." Lin Lin said bluntly, echoing Delevingne's words.

Delevingne couldn't help but look at Lin Lin more after hearing the words, he didn't expect him to consider Yann's mood.

Can Lin Lin not consider it?Yann is the biological son of Jacob and Wright, if he wants to maintain a good family relationship with them, he must get along well with him, besides...

He had snatched Draven away from him abruptly, Lin Lin felt a little indebted to him.

Seeing that Lin Lin agreed, Delevingne said, "Then I will ask my uncle to publish the news of our partnership tomorrow."

"Tomorrow? So soon?" Lin Lin was surprised, a little surprised that Delevingne and the others would be in such a hurry.

"People in the tribe thought that you found Xiao En back only the day before yesterday, and someone saw me coming to you yesterday, so they can make them think that I decided to be with you as soon as possible to appease your emotions." Delevingne explained He said: "Otherwise, if any of your friends brings a partner to visit you, they will be exposed as soon as they smell your body."

Lin Lin thought about it, and felt that Delevingne's concerns were justified. Many of his friends were already together, and most orcs liked to run behind their own females.

"That's fine." Lin Lin agreed happily, and it would be better to announce it tomorrow morning, so as to save him from long nights and dreams. After thinking about it, he asked: "Then I can go to your house tomorrow?"

"Theoretically yes, but with your current physical condition, I think it's better to live with Charlie temporarily." Delevingne said.

"It's okay, I want to stay at your house. Tomorrow is our companionship day, right?" Lin Lin smiled: "Even if we don't hold a banquet, we should have a meal with our family."

Delevingne hesitated for a while, then nodded: "Then I'll take you home tonight."

Delevingne stood up after speaking: "Since you can't eat anymore, then I will go to my uncle to discuss tomorrow's dinner."

"Wait." Lin Lin stopped Delevingne, Delevingne looked at him, Lin Lin reached out and touched the back of his neck, and smiled: "Help me to the toilet first, I'm urgent to urinate."

"..." Delevingne's expression became a little embarrassed, but he still carefully hugged Lin Lin in the arms of a princess, and went to the toilet.

When they got to the toilet, Delevingne coughed and asked Lin Lin, "Can you do it yourself?"

"I don't have any strength right now. If you put me on the ground, I can kneel down." It's not that Lin Lin deliberately made things difficult for Delevingne, but that he's telling the truth.

Draven struggled, "Then... what do I need to do?"

Lin Lin thought for a while, and instructed Delevingne to ask: "Put one hand under my armpit to fix my body, and the other hand to help me take off my pants."

Delevingne complied awkwardly, but when he took off Lin Lin's pants, he froze.

I saw Lin Lin's buttocks were black and blue, as if he had been spanked thousands of times.