The Third Thousand Three Hundred and Forty-Seven Chapters Forensic Adults, Please Arrest (Twenty-Nine)

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The clerk watched the forensic doctor go upstairs, immersed in grief and unable to extricate himself.

Ranbai just went up to the second floor, the neat and solemn white clothes were soaked with a slight dampness, and when he looked up, he saw a tall figure leaning against the edge of the bedroom door.

The young man had probably just woken up, heard the movement downstairs and came out of the room, leaning against the door lazily, looking drowsy, wearing a snow-white shirt, the hem of the shirt was tucked into black trousers, the pair of long legs Straight and bewitching.

The shirt was not worn properly, not very serious, loose and unbuttoned, revealing the delicate and charming line of the collarbone, the cold and jade-like chest looming half-open, and the line of the abdominal muscles extended and constricted. In the shirt, this half-covered hazy feeling is even more seductive, restrained and lustful, somewhat messy and wild.

He looked a bit like the cat nesting in the corner downstairs, lazy and arrogant.

"A rare guest."

After seeing the forensic doctor, Wei Ran slightly raised his blushing thin lips. He still held the pair of golden glasses in his fair and delicate hands. He slowly put them on for himself. After wiping the slightly swaying thin chain, it glowed with a slightly cold luster, and the eyes under the lens were clear light brown, as beautiful as amber. Deep sexy, unprovoked plucked heartstrings.

The forensic doctor stood on the spot, did not step forward, looked indifferently at the beauty of Ya Zheng's cold desire, opened his lips lightly, and said word by word: "Please put on your shirt before you talk to me."

Wei Ran let out a low laugh, her voice was lazy and charming, and she was very gentle: "How did I know that the forensic doctor suddenly came, and I didn't say anything in advance."

The young man's black hair was messily hanging down, he stretched out his hand, and his long and slender fingers slowly buttoned the silver and white clothes buttons, covering the reverie beauty. Seriously did not buckle, revealing half of the clavicle line, the arc of the Adam's apple above is charming.

this person.

Even buttoning a button can reveal the meaning of desire, silently bewitching.

Unconsciously, the unhappy owner tilted his head innocently and said with a slight smile, "Now a certain forensic lady can say what is your job?"

There is indeed an expensive forensic doctor who opened his lips coldly and said bluntly: "Macaron."

Wei Ran: "..."

"Um?"

After the forensic doctor made a succinct statement, he did not speak again.

Wei Ran understood.

Someone found this and wanted to eat macarons for no other reason, or did he make them himself?

He was afraid that instead of seeing a favorite prey, he invited a little ancestor.

Wei Ran squinted and glanced at a certain little ancestor, his thin lips tugged lightly, and he smiled, politely, and said yes.

His gentleman said: "Please wait a moment for the forensic lord.

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Then he stretched his long legs and walked downstairs.

Still the same as last time.

Ranbai sat in the original position, while Wei Ran sat beside him lazily and looked at her sideways.

The cat who was curled up into a small ball in the corner of the wall woke up at some point, the pair of cat pupils stood up and glanced around, then arrogantly took the catwalk and lightly jumped to the side of the youth, meowing.

"Be obedient." Wei Ran didn't look at the little guy, but was lazy and didn't pay attention, and said a little bit unhappily: "Let's play."

The cat tilted its ears and meowed again, without disturbing Wei Ran, and ran away consciously and obediently.

The forensic doctor asked coldly, "You raised it?"

Wei Ran snorted, narrowed her eyes slightly, and replied with a smile, "I picked it up."

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He said casually: "Since I found it, I will keep it."

It was also a rainy night.

The sound of the rain was the same as it is now, pattering down without stopping, perhaps even louder than it is now.

Wei Ran had just been drenched in blood. Under the extreme excitement and calmness, his heartbeat was strangely slower than normal people. It was icy cold and beating slowly, as if even his blood was cold and not warm.

He was holding an umbrella, and his clear, light-colored eyes were faintly covered in blood, making him more perverse and dangerous.

A small, broken, and even trembling cry of a cub rang out in the rainy night, so low that it would be broken at any time by the wind.

Wei Ran saw a stray cat not far away, curled up in the rain, its fur stained with mud, and its original color could not be seen, and the two cat ears were pulled down. The small one was trembling pitifully. .

A killer's heart is cold, and so is his blood.

He walked forward indifferently.

But I never thought that the kitten was not afraid of life, and walked to him tremblingly, its little body was still shaking unsteadily, and it would fall at any time, but it still stubbornly stopped at his feet, and slapped it with its dirty cat paws. The young man gathered clean trousers with straight long legs, looked up at Wei Ran pitifully, and called out in a soft voice. Those cat eyes were blue and clear, which was rare and beautiful.

Wei Ran was interested at the time. He has always been a little bit more loving and patient with the prey he likes, so he, who has always been obsessed with cleanliness to a perverted level, even tolerantly didn’t care about the cat touching him with muddy claws. took it back.

In line with the attitude of stocking, it has been raised until now.

Ranbai's tone was calm: "That's really not easy."

"Um?"

The forensic doctor was expressionless: "It can live to the present."

Wei Ran was stunned for a moment, and after being quiet for a while, he suddenly laughed out loud.

"Miss Forensic... a little cute."

His voice was low, mixed with a vague illusion of frivolity.

Dyeing white: "..."

Weiran's way of making desserts is really good, and it is the most unique taste that dyed white has ever tasted.

It was still raining outside the window until she finished eating the macarons.

"Come out with me." Ranbai said.

"Isn't it?" Wei Ran glanced lazily at the rain outside the window, his tone was playful, whether it was true or false, it was always unpredictable, so it was even more attractive: "It's making dessert and going out on a rainy day, Mr. Tell me what you have to say."

He propped up his fair chin, his lips curved in a provocative manner, his light-colored pupils were like fog in the rain, and the color was hazy: "I promise to change it."

Ranbai ignored Wei Ran's specious words at all, and asked coldly, "Can't get out?"

"go."

There was no gap in the dialogue, Wei Ran answered very neatly and sincerely.

Facing the forensic doctor's tepid glance, the young man smiled gently: "Since the forensic doctor warmly invited me, how can I refuse it?"

There was a smile in his pupils, the light color was glittering and charming, as beautiful as glass, and the yuppie's playful tone made people blush and heartbeat, but when he spoke, he looked very serious: "Not to mention the accompaniment One day a gentleman, Bomei people smile. This is an honor."

For Wei Ran's remarks, Ranbai directly gave a four-word evaluation, and the words were indifferent: "Sweet words."

"How can the forensic doctor be sure that I'm not sincere?" Wei Ran narrowed her eyes lazily, her eyes cold.