The Third Thousand Three Hundred and Ninety-Three Chapters Forensic Adults, Please Arrest (Seventy-Five)

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After about a few seconds, Wei Ran let go of her hand, and her long fingertips lightly pressed against her white-stained shoulders, pushing the person out.

"Okay, brother, go take a bath." He half-smiled, his voice hoarse: "I can't hold it anymore, my brother's self-control is not so good."

would love to.

Like crazy.

The forensic doctor took the initiative to let go of the young man's wrist, got up, sat next to him, and looked at him coldly.

Unsurprisingly, the young man's wrists were flushed red. He stood up lazily, his legs were long and slender, his black shirt was half-open, his buttons were messy, his chest was looming, and the hem of his shirt was pulled out from the belt around his waist. It can be seen that his waist and abdomen line is thin and beautiful, containing strength and bewitching beauty.

"Sir's waist is quite thin." The forensic doctor was silent for a moment, and then said something out of nowhere.

Wei Ran suddenly heard such a sentence, walked to the bathroom for a while, and glanced back at her. Those light brown eyes were very amber, as if brewed with fine wine, very intoxicating and unclear.

"Can your brother understand that this is molesting?" He half-raised his eyebrows, and the curvature of his lips seemed specious.

The forensic doctor was indifferent: "wash yours."

Sitting on a chair, she could see the gold wire glasses placed there, playing with them in her hands, and could hear the sound of water flowing from the bathroom, although she couldn't see any pictures, but just listening to the sound was enough to make you feel Heart blushing.

She looked down at the glasses in her hands.

I don't know how long it took,

The bathroom door was pushed open.

The young man is slender and tall, with a very oppressive height. He has just taken a shower at this moment, and is only wearing a black silk bathrobe. The belt is loosely tied, which outlines a sexy arc of the waistline. The bathrobe is slightly open, and the collarbone is slightly open. If it is looming, the crystal water droplets are swirling, and the complexion is cold and white, but the lips are bright red, like crushed rose juice, which is very suitable for kissing.

It is obviously a solemn and pure black bathrobe, but he is wearing a lazy and unruly temperament, which is particularly charming and bad.

"The gold master has made my brother so miserable." He walked out of the bathroom with a casual tone: "I took a shower twice in the morning, but it was still cold water."

He stretched out his long legs, approaching the dyed white, with one hand resting casually on the back of the chair where the forensic doctor was sitting, and taking off the diamond ring on his tail finger.

The lazy and joking voice fell, and the voice was hoarse and hoarse, giving a sexy illusion that the lust has not faded: "Is there anything you want to say about the gold master."

The cool and clean fragrance shrouded her body, it smelled good, and it was also aggressive.

Ranbai didn't think twice, neither cold nor indifferent: "I can let you wash it again."

Wei Ran looked at her with a smile and laughed.

He tapped his lower jaw and asked lazily, "Have you eaten breakfast?"

After Wei Ran finished asking, Ranbai suddenly realized that she hadn't eaten yet.

As soon as he saw the look of the forensic doctor, he could guess it. He smiled slowly, dragged his mouth very sternly, and said frivolously: "You don't need to go out to eat, my brother will make it for you."

"Have you not tasted my brother's crafts yet?" His slender and fair fingers stroked the bridge of the dyed white nose naturally and intimately, a little spoiled, and his voice was clear and lazy: "Let us forensic doctors today. The adults are knowledgeable."

With a sullen face, Dianbai said, "Don't poison me."

Wei Ran's deep and beautiful pupils glanced at her, a little funny: "How much do you look down on brother?"

"Don't worry, the poison won't kill you." He casually.

It has everything in the basement, with a separate bathroom and kitchen, which is very convenient.

The young man stood there with a long body.

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He changed his clothes, Svenwen was well-dressed, the black shirt was solemn and clean, the hem was tucked into the trousers, the belt was tied around the waist, the metal buttons were gleaming, and the lines of his legs were slender and straight.

Wearing a pair of gold wire glasses, with a thin silver-white chain hanging down, the side face is warm and handsome, the lines are clean and clear, the color of the diamond ring on the tail finger is cold and attractive, and the bones are long and fair.

Ranbai stood at the door of the kitchen, "Mr. standing there thinking about life?"

"It is said that to grasp a person's heart, you must first grasp her stomach." Wei Ran took a slow and unhurried manner, which is the elegance of a nobleman, "Brother is not thinking about how to show off his skills in order to capture the gold master. stomach?"

Yanbai pulled his lower lip, speechless.

"As for the gold lord, you don't need to watch here, just wait." The murderer chuckled, and Ya Zheng said, "Brother can't poison, you don't need to look at brother here like a prisoner."

"Sir, isn't a criminal?" The forensic doctor's official attitude showed a cold sense of order: "It is the duty to supervise criminals."

Wei Ran glanced at her incredulously, smiled, and followed Ranbai's words: "Then please let the forensic doctor supervise my brother well, preferably 24 hours a day."

Ranbai leaned against the door and watched Wei Ran cook lightly.

It has to be said that it still looks pleasing to the eye, as elegant as when making desserts.

After twenty minutes,

Wei Ran picked up the thin china plate with his slender fingers, and his fingertips were three points whiter than the fine white china. He walked out of the kitchen unhurriedly, paused as he passed the forensic doctor, leaned over and whispered to her. He said something ambiguous in his ear, his tone was low and bewitching: "Kissing criminals is not a duty, nor is illegal imprisonment."

After the words fell, Wei Ran smiled at her and walked to the dining table.

The forensic doctor stood there, expressionless.

Wei Ran put the prepared breakfast on the table, and the fragrance lingered for a while, which was pleasing to the eye.

His gentleman gave Rianbai a chair.

The forensic doctor sat down and looked at the breakfast on the table.

Wei Ran is a perfectionist, he pursues perfection in everything, and since he has done it, no flaws are allowed.

Crime is, dessert is, and so is cooking.

"Take a taste of your brother's craftsmanship." Wei Ran sat lazily next to Dianbai afraid, tapped the table with his fingertips, and said playfully, "Let's see if we can poison our forensic lord."

The forensic doctor gave him a cold look and took a slow taste. The etiquette at the dinner table was engraved with elegance.

White didn't say anything.

What he did was always to her taste.

Since the dessert is, the practice will not be bad.

Wei Ran looked at Ranbai Eat, her thin lips hooked lightly, and she joked lazily: "Brother is also a man who can go to the hall and go to the kitchen."

Ranbai took a sip of warm milk, silently looked at the young man's warm and sullen appearance, and said something she didn't even believe herself: "...Mr. virtuous."

Wei Ran smiled casually: "Thank you for your praise."

After a breakfast, Wei Ran cleaned up the table. The thin silver-white chain hanging from the frame made him look elegant and gentle. After a while of silence, he suddenly looked at Ranbai and said with a light smile. After saying a sentence, the tone is sturdy and elegant: "Don't mind, after all, there will be more outrageous things in the future."

He was responding to the last words he had just said to Ranbai when he was in the kitchen.

Wei Ran half-squinted his light and deep eyes, the color was gentle and bewitching, the smile was not a smile, and he meant something, and the words were vague and his voice was lowered: "For example, do..."