Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 3376 Forensic Master, please arrest (61)

Wei Ran leaned over, pressed down the tall and tall figure with ease, and directly pressed the person on the operating table. He casually imprisoned the forensic doctor's hands and folded them on the top of her hair, and his long legs bent strongly against her legs. At that moment, the young man half-downed his eyes, looking a little bit of cold-blooded feelings, but because of such actions, he was a little bit more frivolous and ambiguous.

The murderer pressed people on the cold operating table, his eyes were deep and gloomy, and he stared straight at the forensic doctor who was pure and abstinent. The white coat was meticulous and solemn, and the corners of the pale lips also showed a sense of coldness, which is easy to cause a kind of destruction. Desire, especially now that it is under the control of others.

Wei Ran let out a low smile, her slender fingers hooked her white neckline gracefully and romantically, and slowly opened it, revealing the nobleness of a gentleman, but also the contradiction. His fingertips rubbed the side of her neck, and the tone was frivolous and delicate: "I like very much."

  Weiran's hands were stained with blood, and blood beads were still flowing. With his movements, it invaded the forensic's snow-white neckline, quickly winding like a rose, and accidentally stained the side of the white neck with blood.

The young man cast his eyes down, his thin lips kissed her neck, the tip of his tongue licked the blood on the side of the forensic doctor's neck a little bit, the tip of the snow-white teeth was so lightly pressed against the dark blue blood vessels, and he bit on the thin forensic doctor's thin. On the neckline, he seemed to be obsessed with such movements, revealing ambiguous elegance, and asked in a lingering and weird tone: "Is this a return?"

"Do you think so..." The neckline was kissed closely by the murderer, and his lips were opened again. The force of licking caused a blank shudder. The forensic doctor squinted Qingmo's eyes slightly, and lowered his eyes with discomfort. Stretching out a slender and fragile arc, she tilted her eyes downwards, her fingertips moved slightly, and her tone was still flat: "Just forget it."

The murderer seemed to have been pleased by such a sentence, and he gave a low laugh. He pulled open the forensic neckline, bit on the tight and thin neckline, and slowly followed it down. He spoke romantically, like the most loving confession: " I really like you."

He calmly pressed people down, pressed his slender fingers on the forensic doctor’s slender waist, and put his fingertips into the hem of her clothes, rubbing her waistline under the drape of the white coat, and drew a little bit, a little frivolous: "Our detective's waist Why is it so soft."

  It seems that it will break after a little effort.

   Wei Ran rarely hesitates.

   "Not as soft as you."

  The forensic doctor said three words indifferently.

  The next second, in the murderer's slightly startled expression, Yen Bai suddenly bit his slender and sweet lips, and then licked the corner of his lips with the tip of his tongue.

   Wei Ran's movements paused there for an instant, completely froze.

  The touch on the thin lips is strange to the extreme, but it is strangely soft.

  Intruded with another breath, the temperature was hot.

  Wei Ran watched as the forensic doctor broke away from his grip and pulled his collar with one hand, forcing him to lower his figure... and kiss.

There is still a scar on the murderer’s neck, oozing blood, the neckline is torn apart, the semi-transparent cold white skin rubs against the cloth under rough movements, and a faint red mark appears. The delicate clavicle line is looming, on the shirt collar. When half-concealed, it becomes more charming and sexy.

White's movements are cold, and the corners of her eyes are still clear. Under the murderer's gloomy gaze, she kisses him unscrupulously, and bites closely along the youth's beautiful lip line. Before she knows it, she shifts her position and presses Weiran on her body. Next, hold his neckline and kiss him.

Wei Ran remained silent, letting the forensic doctor move, and his messy ink hair knocked down. He half-squinted his light and deep eyes, and his eyes seemed to contain the most dangerous abyss in the world, reflecting the white shadows. .

  At this moment, she was shattered and fascinated, her eyes were red, blurred and gorgeous, and her panting tone was **** and bewitching.

  The forensic lip flap directly crushes the murderer’s thin lips, seemingly without any skill and temperature game.

  The smell of blood filled their mouths, like broken rose petals, ambiguous and cold.

  The faint sound was annihilated in the sound of kissing, and the cold touch touched Wei Ran's wrist.

No one knows what it is better than him. Wei Ran has already guessed it, but he still kisses the forensic doctor regardless of it. In the extreme, there is a sense of madness. The voice of low laughter breaks between his lips and teeth, and his kiss is fierce and seductive. , With a sense of bewilderment that is totally unmatched.

   "Click."

  The crisp and air-cold voice broke the silence and depression in the room.

  The silver handcuffs have already clasped the murderer’s wrists.

  The cold temperature makes people sober.

  The perishable **** gradually faded, and Ran Bai stopped kissing.

The man gasped, and the ending sound was dull. He raised his hand to block his eyes, his long eyelashes trembled lightly, and the thin lips under the straight and tall bridge of the nose became more and more red and shiny, with a little sparkling water and crimson. Extravagant, like crushed rose juice smeared on the lips and teeth.

  After a while,

  Wei Ran slowly opened her eyes, and looked at the forensic doctor on her body quietly, her expression inexplicable, and the forensic doctor looked at him condescendingly.

"Calculate me?" Wei Ran squinted his eyes lazily, and there was an unfailing **** between his eyebrows, which became more attractive. He glanced at the silver handcuffs that clasped his wrists, and laughed from his throat. , Seems dangerous, like bewitching.

   "So what?" The forensic doctor looked down at him, his expression still cold, but his lip color was a little more glamorous.

  Wei Ran’s throat rolled in a **** arc, her voice was dark and muffled, she seemed to mutter to herself, the tone was strange, cold and romantic: "Kiss me."

  This is Wei Ran’s first kiss.

  Compared with the slightly bored disdain in the past, it seems...

not bad.

He lifted his slender fingers, and with his careless movements, the handcuffs on the white wrists swayed slightly, making a cold and crisp sound, and the silver-white color was glowing with cold light, reflecting the dim scene at the moment. The murderer was also pressed by the forensic doctor during the operation. On the stage, the clothes were messy, and the ambiguity was faintly brutal.

  "Don't continue?" Wei Ran didn't mind the handcuffs on. He licked Yingrun's thin lips and said lazily, "Crossing the river and demolishing the bridge, the detective is quite comfortable."

  Leng Ran, the forensic doctor said: "It's quite good."

The murderer half-squinted his eyes, his eyes straight and dangerous, staring at the quiet and solemn figure in front of him, his eyes were dark and dark, after the atmosphere condensed for a while, he moved suddenly in that posture, and the other one did not. The long fingers that were not confined by the handcuffs used three points of force, and suddenly buckled the waist of the forensic doctor!

Across the thin white coat, the touch under his fingertips was slender. He pressed the person who was about to straighten up against him, then lifted his delicate chin slightly, and his thin lips were fierce and **** covering the stained lips in the dark. On, forcing the forensic doctor to kiss him.

  The forensic doctor was directly pressed on him again.

   Breathing intertwined, he raised the bridge of his nose lightly against the woman's side face.

Wei Ran pressed his white waist and pressed the person tightly to his cold chest. He opened his eyes. For the first time, those light brown and deep eyes became misty and squiggly, as if a faint mist was engulfed in them. Hidden a dangerous and deadly abyss, just looking at the figure close at hand.

  (End of this chapter)