Yizilong's throat rolled, "I can give you some face and not smash your store. As long as you serve me well, kneel on the ground and kowtow to me three times, and then start taking the w.r. fairy tale to get out of this territory, don't compete with others for business without any gaze!"

The atmosphere was silent and dead.

The finely crafted tiramisu fell into the dust and was destroyed. The tempting fragrance spread in the air. Split pieces of porcelain plates splashed, and one of the sharp pieces splashed past the youth's side face. The sharp edges left a shallow scratch on the cold white skin, and fine red blood seeped out.

A blood mark suddenly appeared on the delicate and cold side face, which looked very dazzling. It turned its eyes down. The golden wire lenses obscured the color in the eyes, which was a temperature that could not be warmed by the sun. The falling silver-white thin chains set off the elegance and integrity, but for no reason, contradictory suppression of the dangers of darkness.

It was like a silent ferocious beast spreading its claws, and the sharp blade in the abyss leaked a trace of cold light.

Weiran's tone was still peaceful and calm, and there was no sign of anger or anger after being insulted. His thin lips were half filled with a gentleman's smile, which was a weird and cold-blooded elegance.

The deep facial features and deep eyes made him look like a vampire noble who appeared in the heavy darkness in the ancient century. The romantic and cold breath, the charming and dangerous bewitching are a fatal knife.

"Pick it up."

He said.

Not light or heavy.

The romance with cold voices seems to be a sacred prayer, a lowly chanted Bible, and a lingering song.

Somehow, Yizidao subconsciously took two steps back, and a chill that suddenly swept through the soles of his feet. In that moment, he swept his whole body, his hands and feet were cold, and he was so afraid that he didn't even know what he was afraid of.

The bloodstains meandered like roses, which were particularly dazzling on the skin that was too fair, but inexplicably submerged. The demon opened its huge black wings, covering the sky and the sun, leaving only darkness in his eyes, "Do you need me to teach you?"

A sword trembled.

The young man's smile became extremely evil in his eyes.

Ranbai didn't expect that he would take the initiative to come to the fairy tale like this. When he pushed the door in, he bumped into such a scene.

The atmosphere is depressed and condensed.

The young man leaning against the window was surrounded by several tall and big men, with his eyes slightly lowered, his ink-colored hair covering his eyes, and his handsome face with a sharp edge and angular face was eye-catching.

The porcelain plates on the ground, as well as a tiramisu, seemed a bit messy.

The young forensic doctor paused, his shallow eyes fell on Wei Ran.

Weiran moved his fingertips lightly, but he didn't expect to see Ranbai at this time, but it was so coincidental.

When the young man looked sideways, his light-colored eyes were beautiful and shiny, and his clear and white shadows reflected. He opened his mouth low and calmly bewitched: "Are you here to save me?"

He smiled, as noble as a painting. The original joke was brought out by him, and his cold voice seemed slightly hot: "Forensic Lord."

The forensic doctor stood there, glanced at the scene in the shop indifferently, staring at the wound on Weiran's face, his originally cold expression became even colder and chill filled.

Unlike the meaning of coldness, it is the real bone-bone chill.

The thin lips dyed white lightly opened, and the words were paused, and the voice was filled with chills. I asked without any emotion: "Who did you draw?"

The young man took the initiative to move towards the forensic doctor, stood behind Ranbai with a smile, and held the forensic doctor's slender fingers with a piece of snow-white sleeve that was so rigorous that there was no wrinkle at all. The long eyelashes just covered the faint red and beautiful color in his eyes. His fair jaw was lazily lit in the direction of a dragon. When he muttered in a low voice, his voice became clearer and affectionate, as if the injured cat went home and complained to his master with grievance. When he meowed lowly, his heart melted, "They all bully me."

The clerk who has been trying to reduce his presence and tried his best to shrink himself into quail eggs made a whisper in his heart, almost shouting out, looking at their store manager in shock.

OK, so good to pretend!

True tea words.

Unexpectedly, their store manager has the potential to be a novice!

The clerk was sure that if the forensic lady had not happened to come, then these people would probably not have stood here for good.

Ran Bai glanced at Wei Ran coldly, and the cold and small scalpel flew out of his hand. The blade slashed across his cheek in the terrified eyes of Yizilong, and a slight sting of hot pain came!

The next second,

The figure in white clothes standing there moved, cold and solemn.

Wei Ran half-squinted his eyes and watched a forensic lady knock down several burly men in less than a few minutes. His lips curled up a lazy smile, praised him in a low voice, and his voice was clear and magnetic: "My forensic doctor is so amazing."

Clerk: “…”

hetui!

When will it be your store manager?

Manager, do you want shame?

The forensic doctor was very unhappy and said coldly: "Shut up."

The young man who was raped had his long eyelashes trembled, and he was really obedient and didn't speak anymore.

At first, several burly men cried and cried, and ran out in a panic.

The store is a little messy.

"Please clean up." Ranbai calmly spoke to the clerk, then looked at Weiran, asking without any warmth, and his tone was plain: "Is there a medical box?"

"Yes." The young man replied obediently, with a half-smile on his thin lips, "upstairs."

The second floor of the dessert shop is a separate room, including a study, bedroom, living room, etc.

Wei doesn't come often, but sometimes he stays in the store.

After hearing the answer, Ranbai didn't even look at Weiran and walked up the stairs directly.

Weiran stood behind the forensic doctor, unable to see his expression clearly, but he just trembled with his long eyelashes, with a faint sense of pleasure and strange emotions in it.

When he went upstairs, he could see the forensic doctor in the living room, frowning over the medicine box with a cold face, dressed solemnly, the wrinkles at the cuffs were smoothed, and they looked meticulous. He knelt half-kneeled in front of the low cabinet on one knee.

Very...tempting.

From the tight white jaw to the neck, it stretches out a thin and slender curve.

Wei Ran stopped there, looked at the forensic doctor's figure, his eyes casually slid on the beautiful and fragile neckline, and the tip of his bright red tongue gently pressed against the tip of his snow-white teeth, and the Adam's apple on the neck of the shirt rolled up and down into a slightly sexy curve.

I really want to take a bite.

He thought.

"The medicine box is in the bedroom." He said, "I'll get it."

The forensic doctor paused for a moment, then stood up straight, cold and expressionless.

Although it is daytime, it is very strange.

The bedroom is locked separately.

However, Ranbai was not interested, until Weiran came out of the bedroom, holding the medicine box with her tall and fair fingers, and handed it to the woman obediently and lazyly.

"Sit down." The forensic doctor took it expressionlessly, and said in a concise tone. She opened the medicine box and the equipment inside was complete, as if it was professional.
Chapter completed!