Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 3330 Forensic Master, please arrest (15)

  Yanbai took out the disinfectant and cotton swabs. Although taciturn, she moved neatly. She looked at the young man's face.

I have to say that he was born with a good skin that confuses people, his bones are exquisite and perfect like a god's mansion, and his skin is clean and cold white, so that a scar suddenly appeared on the beautiful side face, with **** bewitching, how many Divided into the messy beauty of desire, the gold-wired glasses further set off the temperament of gentle scum.

   also smiled at her Yazheng.

The white-dyed and cold fingertips gently spurred the young man’s beautiful chin and pinched it, staring directly at the face nonchalantly, wiped off the blood, and pressed the cotton swab soaked with disinfectant on the wound coldly without force. How merciful.

A slight tingling sensation hit Wei Ran's back against the sofa, with an indifferent figure in front of him, with his jaw being raised. Such a posture was somewhat restrained, but he didn't care much. The clear eyes reflected under the lens. With cold eyebrows, the thin silver-white chains falling into the golden thread's eye sockets shook a little with the cold and rough movements of the white dyeing, and hit his side face.

  Wei Ran lazily squinted her eyes, and smiled in a not serious manner: "My forensic doctor personally gave me the medicine..." His voice was a little low, like sake brewed for a hundred years, filled with intoxicating desires, "flattered."

  Next second,

  The strength on his side face suddenly increased, and he pressed hard against the wound.

   Wei Ran hissed softly, looked up at the forensic doctor, a little stunned: "Take it lightly."

   Dye Bai did not make a sound, and his strength became heavier.

   Wei Ran: "..."

alright.

  He laughed shortly, letting the forensic doctor move.

   "Thanks a lot today." His thin lips curled up with a specious smile, and his voice was clear and clear: "How can the forensic master be so powerful."

   Then Wei Ran exchanged two words coldly.

"To shut up."

After dyeing the wound, closing the medicine box, standing condescendingly looking at the young man, her cold fingertips firmly pinched Wei Ran’s jaw, forcing her to lift her eyes slightly. She leaned over, coldly abstinent, and looked at the beauty gold wire glasses. With a gentle appearance, thin lips opened lightly, and he said word by word: "It seems that the store manager does have a miserable face."

  Not only can provoke women, even men can provoke.

  The strength of the forensic doctor was slightly cold and hard, and the severity of the jawbone was slightly painful. Wei Ran gently squinted her narrow and narrow eyes, still talking and laughing, a little lazily: "No way."

He straightened up a little bit and approached the forensic doctor. The bridge of his nose almost touched her. The light-colored eyes and pupils were unclear, and the corners of his lips were smiling. The breath was cold and eager. : "Why don't the forensic master accept me?"

  The clear and pleasant fragrance lingers, with a slight cedar-like coldness, and the oppression that belongs to another person alone. It is not so annoying, and the white dyed glance at him and withdrew his hand.

   Wei Ran laughed.

"Miss forensic doctor saved me, don't mind staying for a dessert." The youth's complexion is semi-transparent and cold white, glowing with the coldness of the first quarter moon, the scars that shouldn't have appeared, and the chin glowing. The reddish life brings out a three-point torturous beauty, coupled with the ever-changing elegant aura and the arrogant and arrogant leaked from the bones, it is easy to arouse people's desire for destruction. He looks at the white with a smile, slender fingers Pointing lightly touched the side of his lips, the red and white set off differently deceptively, "As a thank you gift."

  Yan Bai did not refuse.

The corners of Wei Ran’s lips are slightly deeper, and her light-colored eyes are like early morning fog. In the middle of the night, when the dark and thick fog is everywhere, no one can watch emotions. When she lowers her eyes, the gentleman smiles: “A certain lady is a rare face to show her face. It seems I have to do it myself to be worthy."

  The clerk was trembling on the first floor, finally cleaning up the mess, and then wondering what their store manager and forensic doctor were doing on the second floor.

Ms.   , don’t be fooled by the innocuous look of the shop manager’s gentle scum! ! !

   Just when the clerk was nervous and brainstorming, he suddenly saw two figures walking down from the second floor, and he was greatly relieved.

"Please." Wei Ran, tall and long, went downstairs first. He pulled away the chair with his slender and white fingers. He stood there in an imposing suit, and the sun penetrated his outline, deep and handsome, and looked towards the white with a smile. , Is a cold and romantic gentleman demeanor.

That kind of people.

  It's hard to provoke.

  Once you provoke it, it's hard to get out of your body.

When    was dyed white, it had a sense of indifference. When he walked over, he indifferently pulled the chair opposite to the young man and sat down, even his sitting posture was rigorous.

  Strict self-discipline to the extreme.

  See here,

  The young man’s slender arm slightly bends, against the edge of the bench, his white fingers propped his bewitching jaw, but he didn’t laugh or irritate, and turned and walked into the back kitchen.

  The clerk was shocked to see their manager lazily making desserts.

  For so long, the clerk rarely sees Weiran doing it himself, and every time he does it, he makes it for himself. There are very few occasional glimpses, only the back is vaguely visible, but the bottom of my heart feels slightly weird, there is no reason.

   But I have to say,

  The appearance of the store manager making desserts is too dreamy, so beautiful and distorted.

  The clerk silently covered his heart and said in his heart three times that I was straight.

  Until the slender and handsome young man held a tiramisu with one hand, he walked out unhurriedly.

  Come step by step.

   Against the light.

The golden silk frame is dangled with a thin silver chain, and the clear light brown eyes melt with an erratic smile that can never be real. The color is beautiful as amber, and the tail of the eye outlines the seeming breeze and bright moon, but it is unreasonable. Of radians.

  Like a demon coming from **** to the world, disguised as a god’s fascination.

"Your tiramisu, please taste it." The devil stopped in front of the light, wearing the skin of the gods, cold and evil, ruining sentient beings, and the clear and lazy voice was low and sweet, like extremely quiet In the sacred church under the sun, the believers chanted softly, "Respected guest."

  He was smiling at her.

  The colorful foam that shatters like a poke.

  The forensic doctor is calm and self-sufficient, the cufflinks reflect the dazzling light when holding the silver tool, and the undesirable will always be solemn: "Thank you."

   Wei Ran leaned slightly, an old noble etiquette, the gentleman said: "You're welcome."

  The angle of this position directly faces the light outside the window, the summer is blazing, Wei Ran was dazzled, squinted, raised his hand to block, the light and shadow drifted between the cold and slender fingers, and still missed a beam and dropped into his eyes.

  Weiran didn't like it, and even felt a little bored.

  The light and shadow flickered in his eyes, he closed his eyes, and his slender eyelashes trembled, imperceptibly.

But he pulled aside the chair and sat beside the white, with his white fingers supporting his forehead, looking at the forensic doctor with a small smile. But it seems to be an illusion.

  (End of this chapter)