Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 3404 Mr. is a scumbag 【Fan】

   Judging from what Wei Ran did before, it is indeed convenient for him to go alone, but it is a bit far from now.

  Since Ranbai met Wei Ran, he has never seen any friends around him. This person looks gentle and elegant, like a real noble, not arrogant or impetuous, just right, and occasionally shows a bit of arrogance.

  But it has not been close, his alienation is melted in his bones, and the sense of distance is inherent.

  If you don’t encounter dyeing white, Weiran might live a life like this, or feel bored and choose to die to end the boring life.

   Wei Ran once said that dyeing white is the only accident in his life.

  To his favorite surprise.

  Ranbai didn't know much about Wei Ran's family situation. All she wanted was Wei Ran and nothing else. Wei Ran didn't care or shy away from it, so she told her briefly and concisely.

  My parents died in the murder. Wei Ran was four years old that year. There were no relatives, no troubles, no complicated interpersonal relations and financial debts, no friends, but many partners.

  Don't care about anything with him, because he is the only person.

  W.R. fairy tale is very close to the police station,

  No need to drive, two people walking on the street.

  It’s late at night. Although there are very few streets on this road, the old and dilapidated street lights have been renovated. The dim lights have become brighter, and they can emit soft and clear light and shadow without struggling.

  The shadows of the two people were drawn obliquely, sometimes overlapping each other.

  Weiran took her hand and walked across this street like countless ordinary lovers in this world.

  This feeling is pretty good.

  Even he is a little obsessed.

   "Forensic kid." Wei Ran suddenly called out.

  The forensic doctor looks exquisite, just looks cold, like winter ice and snow, slightly pursed lips, the role is dull, a little indifferent, and he responded: "Huh?"

  The night is dim, and the light of the stars and the shadows of the street lamps are crumpled and intertwined, forming a brilliant and fragmented road.

The young man’s voice was a little vague in the night, but it was still clear, a rare smile without any playfulness. In this and the usual countless ordinary late nights, it showed an unusual and unspeakable solemnity: "Let’s always be like this. ."

  Weiran has always said whatever he wants to say. He is sloppy and accustomed to being alone and playing the world. He never thought that one day he would fall into it.

  He rarely wants to keep anything.

  Dyeing white is the first and the last.

  He really, wants to keep doing this.

  Go on in this world where he has been cold and bored for a long time.

   "Okay." She only said one word.

  This sentence came too suddenly and without warning, but Ranbai did not ask why. Maybe this is a unique tacit understanding between them, and it does not need too much words to know what the other party is thinking.

The husband took her hand tightly and interlaced his fingers slowly. The color in his eyes was very light, as if the world's most gentle and enchanting color was coated with a bright color at the moment. There seemed to be shimmering ups and downs, brightening the pupils. He smiled, with joy hidden in the corners of his eyebrows, and said, "How come my brother likes my forensic kid so much."

  The feeling of seriousness is back again.

  The tone was a little joke, like a calm and drunken mood, exciting.

  Yan Bai coldly tossed her lower lip, the light and shadow hit her side face, the cool white, the tone was flat, nonchalant and hopeless: "I like it to kill you."

   casually uttered a sentence, but she did not expect that after hearing it, Wei Ran thought for two seconds, chuckled, and echoed slowly: "Yes."

  The forensic doctor couldn't help kicking him.

  Weiran really didn’t hide, so she kicked her, laughing and teasing: “Why did you bring your brother to do something about it?”

"roll."

   Then Weiran obediently rolled around and embraced the thin shoulders of the forensic doctor, with a jade-like sneer, half-jokingly said: "That brother is here."

  "……"

  Forensic doctors are often speechless by Wei Ran. She doesn't understand Wei Ran's brain circuits different from ordinary people.

   Realizing that the forensic doctor did not speak any more, Wei Ran raised her eyebrows, poked her fingertips on her profile, and asked softly: "Angry?"

  Not enough, but the forensic doctor did not speak.

  She was cold-looking, and her expressionless face was time to look even sharper and colder, without a trace of human touch.

   Wei Ran thoughtfully, leaned over to her ear, and whispered: "Brother asked you to move your hands and feet."

  He was smiling, the light and shadow shattered in his eyes, like stars falling into the world: "I like it."

   Dyeing in white silence for a long time, then said: "...M?"

   "If S is a kid." Wei Ran laughed slowly, saying: "Please also forensic adults to pity your brother."

   "Don't worry, sir." The forensic doctor said with a cold face and a low air pressure.

   Wei Ran curled her eyebrows with a smile.

  He walked forward half-holding the person, the night diminished his voice, and he seemed to say: "Thank you for your kindness."

  W.R. fairy tales are still open late at night, the sweet and greasy smell of desserts lingers in the air, the light is warm and bright, it seems to be a quiet world in this world.

  There are not many customers in the store at this time, only a few people.

  "Does the kid have supper?" Wei Ran opened his mouth casually, and the corner of his lips tickled: "Brother will make it for you."

  Almost the same scene, the same thing, it seems to be back to that day, nothing has changed, they are still them.

  The curvature of the corners of the white-dyed lips is very restrained and difficult to detect: "Whatever."

  The clerk who was standing next to him blankly and was fed a bite of dog food was numb, and he was used to all the vicissitudes of life.

  Weiran made desserts on the first floor, and dyed white back to the second floor.

The door of   W.R.'s fairy tale was pushed open by young guests late at night. She was a girl, wearing a loose T-shirt and denim shorts, showing a pair of white and **** long legs, and her dress was very delicate.

  As soon as she opened the door, she just saw the slender and elegant figure of the young man, and there was a touch of surprise in her eyes that could not be concealed.

  The impulse went beyond reason, she took a step forward and said softly: "Hello."

  Weiran was holding a plate of dessert with one hand, and just about to go up to the second floor, a person suddenly appeared in front of him, and he lazily raised his eyes.

  After seeing the face from the front, the girl was more surprised and asked boldly: "Can I add a WeChat."

  After Wei Ran listened, he squinted his eyes, not knowing what he thought of, and slowly raised the corners of his lips. He actually smiled, and said calmly: "Also."

  The girl was a little surprised, and then she heard the young store manager Sven say.

   "But I still have three girlfriends. If you don't mind playing games together, add them."

  This sentence suddenly fell on the girl's ear, like a bolt from the blue.

  She was stupid.

  After struggling for a minute, he looked at Wei Ran with complicated eyes, and finally he said: "Scumbag!"

   Then she ran away without even eating dessert.

  　 There is a chapter outside Weiran, but QAQ is not being reviewed, and it has been a lot of waves. After the modification, it has not been passed. The method is not to be (cover the face). In this case, I will directly release the full version to the v group.

  (End of this chapter)