Chapter 229
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Chapter 229: The Young Man Whimpered a Phrase From His Throat
Although Lin Lin has never experienced the so-called "spring fever," she has seen the animal world.
At the very least, she has raised two hamsters.
Hamsters, like dragons, are solitary animals. Lin Lin gave each hamster its own cage, but sometimes when the cages were placed close together, the two hamsters would bare their teeth and confront each other through the bars.
Now, she has locked the two male dragons in one room.
Lin Lin felt that Safir’s decision not to hit him was the greatest respect.
"I’m sorry!" Lin Lin felt truly anxious as she hurried back to Layton, who was lying back in the chair, trying to figure out how to get this problem back home.
The young Red Dragon must have been experiencing such a sad spring for the first time; his once bright metallic eyes were cloudy. He was filled with dependence on Lin Lin and reached out his hand to rest his head on her arm when she came close.
One of Lin Lin’s arms was wrapped by him, and then the human woman looked expectantly at the owner of the room.
"Lord Safir," Lin Lin asked, "he’s feeling very bad. How can I help him?"
The breath that the Sapphire Dragon had been holding suddenly stopped, and Safir could hardly believe what he heard.
Under the gaze of those sapphire-like eyes, Lin Lin felt Layton’s warm arm turn cold. Faced with Safir’s sudden air of pressure, Lin Lin bit her lip and added more.
"Do I need to get him a healing spell or something?"
Lin Lin thought she had made herself very clear.
"No need," Safir said, looking down. The feather earrings by Sapphire Dragon’s ears fluttered slightly in the soft breeze. "Just leave Layton to me; you can go now."
Lin Lin didn’t understand the Dragon race’s rules, but she could read Safir’s expression, and the situation was looking very bad.
Although Lin Lin didn’t know how Safir would treat his own kind, based on his lessons to the Demon King and her own experiences, she felt that Layton wouldn’t want to fall into Safir’s hands. The worst part was that she was the one who had brought Layton here.
Layton had come a long way to take this beating, and Lin Lin was partly to blame.
Lin Lin desperately tried to save Layton, "I… I’ll just take him back and not disturb Lord Safir anymore."
Lin Lin carried Layton’s arm over her shoulder. The boy from the Red Dragon clan was already feeling dizzy. The Dragon race was more sensitive to the scent of the opposite gender in spring. When Lin Lin lifted him to her shoulder, he lowered his head, and his warm nose brushed against the side of Lin Lin’s face.
"Sister, you smell so good."
Lin Lin heard the sound of the teapot breaking, and she slowly closed her eyes.
Good words are hard to use on a stubborn ghost.
Lin Lin heard Safir speak; he only made one sound, "Hmm?"
Lin Lin gently placed Layton back in the chair. Even though the boy had a puppy-like expression, looking as if he didn’t want her to leave him, Lin Lin’s attitude was very firm.
If Safir doesn’t deal with you, he will deal with me.
When it comes to friends or poor paths, Lin Lin always knows what to choose.
Lin Lin kindly helped Layton adjust the open collar of his shirt, making him look a little tidier.
"I can only help you with this," Lin Lin thought.
Lin Lin stepped to the side to make room for Lord Safir and said, "I’ll go first."
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Lin Lin walked up the stairs.
It was late at night, and in Demon King Castle, there were many different kinds of beings. Some rested during the day and others at night, but most followed the Demon King’s schedule, working during the day and resting at night.
As Lin Lin walked down the long hallway, she saw a beam of light on the red carpet.
The light was spilling out from a crack in the door to the Demon King’s office.
Lin Lin paused for a moment.
Besides the spell Lin Lin cast on the office door on the first day to teach the Demon King a lesson for being lazy, she later realized there was a lot of work to catch up on. She had told him not to worry too much and to rest normally at night.
The Demon King smiled and agreed, just like usual, but Lin Lin didn’t expect him to still be in the office late at night.
How should I put it? Lin Lin felt a bit confused.
The Demon King’s usual image should be someone who agrees to work cheerfully, but secretly lazes around, definitely not someone who agrees to work overtime at night.
Could he be possessed by a piece of the God of Darkness?
You terrifying workaholic! Bring back the real leader of Demon King Castle! It seems like the God of Darkness would be the type to check attendance!
Lin Lin hurriedly pushed open the office door.
A wave of sweet fragrance greeted her; there were piles of pastries on the table, and she could hear the sound of tea being poured into cups.
Just smelling that fragrance made Lin Lin calm down.
This recipe, with two-thirds of the blood flowing with syrup, must be from the Demon King himself; she suddenly felt at ease.
It was clear that Your Majesty the Demon King had a feeling before Lin Lin opened the door, but he was still surprised, "Why are you here at this time?"
"I want to ask you, why are you still in the office at this hour?" Lin Lin frowned as she entered the room.
Although there were indeed many pastries piled up in the room, it was clear that not much had been eaten; instead, the work of Your Majesty the Demon King had been getting less, as he seemed to have completed most of it.
At this moment, Lin Lin felt no desire to praise him.
"There’s no need to be in such a hurry," Lin Lin said.
It was clear that before, the Demon King had covered his ears and told Lin Lin, "Nine to five, no talk of work after five o’clock."
Hearing Lin Lin’s words, the Demon King showed a dull expression, "I thought you would be a bit happier."
She seemed to have poured cold water on his enthusiasm, and Lin Lin quickly explained, "It’s nice that you care, but I’m just really worried about your health."
The Demon King did not seem very cheerful today; although Lin Lin expressed her concern for him, he did not appear particularly happy.
She just took the pen back and placed it on the table, saying, "Okay, I’ll go rest now."
He looked like he had something on his mind.
Except for special occasions, the Demon King always looked cheerful, as if nothing could make him sad.
Even when he trapped Lin Lin in that time-freezing barrier, His Majesty the Demon King still had a bright mood every day.
Sometimes, Lin Lin even thought that he was too cheerful, which didn’t really match the label of a Demon King.
Although the Demon King had many worries now, he didn’t have the gloomy pressure of a villain; instead, he looked rather pitiful.
"Do you want to go to the nurse’s office?" Lin Lin asked.
Soon, Lin Lin remembered that she had already taken two people to the nurse’s office in a short time; if she brought this third one, the doctor would probably collapse.
"Um, why don’t you tell me first and see if I can help," Lin Lin said, feeling very guilty as she said it.
Normally, the Demon King would take this chance to make a request, like asking for a head pat or a face touch.
But this time, His Majesty the Demon King shook his head and said, "I’m going to rest."
"No, please," Lin Lin quickly grabbed two pieces of snacks from the table and stuffed them into his mouth. "Eat! Eating this will make you feel better!"
Lin Lin had to admit that her method was a bit of a stereotype, but honestly! It had worked before!
The Demon King’s snacks, even at midnight, were incredibly delicate, looking beautiful and tasting wonderful.
A snack the size of a plum was forced into Lin Lin’s mouth, and her body, which loved sweet food, began to automatically produce saliva.
The young man whimpered softly, "I don’t like this flavor…"
He tilted his head, and Lin Lin’s fingertips accidentally brushed against his lips and teeth.
Lin Lin was still looking at him with worry.
The deep brown eyes sparkled under the light.
The water in his mouth soaked the soft pastry, and the Demon King swallowed it whole without chewing.
His warm, wet tongue curled around, rubbing the rough surface against her fingertip and licking up the crumbs from Lin Lin’s finger.
Lin Lin widened her eyes; it wasn’t just about how the Demon King felt anymore, she was afraid he would choke.
"You don’t need to chew? Just swallow? Is your throat okay?" Lin Lin pried open the Demon King’s mouth, tilting his head back so she could see inside.
She wasn’t tall enough, so she jumped onto the table, anxiously watching.
The young man worried she might fall and tightened his hand around her waist.
Swallowing something small wasn’t a big deal for the Demon King, but he didn’t want to change form and let Lin Lin see him swallowing a bear or an elephant.
He tilted his head again, the strange feeling of loss still making him uncomfortable.
Thinking about how busy Lin Lin has been lately, she hasn’t come to check on him much, and the Demon King lowered his gaze.
His heart felt very tight. It was strangely both sour and bitter.
Lin Lin confirmed that the Demon King’s voice was fine, sighed in relief, and looked down at his purple eyes, hidden behind long eyelashes.
Lin Lin blinked and suddenly thought, "Could it be because of that? Is spring here?"
The Demon King looked at her for a moment. His eyes were clear, and his beautiful face was full of confusion, thinking her words were quite strange, "Spring has been here for many days already."
Ah, Lin Lin paused for a moment.
His awareness seemed very thin.
