In fact, there is no need to respond Weiran, and there is no need to say anything. Ranbai can guess what Weiran did. She didn't ask again. The slender eyelashes drooped the fine shadows, half covering the cold and sharp peach blossom eyes, biting the young man's neckline, with great force.

The bartender's tall figure froze slightly, and he groaned, his throat rolled, and his eyes were very dark.

Ranbai took a bite and quickly let go of his hand, "If you do it, it's better not to let me see it."

Wei Ran chuckled softly, his narrow eyes raised slightly, and his light brown eyes were as affectionate as a flower: "It's okay."

He rubbed his thin lips with a touch of the white side face intimately, and his voice was hoarse and nice: "Brother is willing to let you arrest you."

Ranbai glanced at him.

The young man's fair and thin neck had obvious bite marks. He reached out and touched it, happily curled the corners of his lips, and said lazyly: "Brother, I'll make a bartender for you."

The forensic doctor was cold and didn't speak.

Weiran's thin lips had a erratic curvaceous curve, and his slender and distinct fingers were lazy to pick up the mixing glass. His long eyelashes drooped slightly, and his side face was clean and clear.

Wearing the skin of a god, and bewitching the demons.

All the noise in the bar seemed to have nothing to do with him. Just leaning against the bar so lazy, it exuded a bad and charming atmosphere, but it was bad and charming.

Very gentle and scum.

The colorful blurred light hit his body, and his delicate and deep face was half hidden in the light and shadow and could not be seen clearly. The ink-colored short hair was trimmed neatly. When he lowered his eyes, his eyelashes seemed to have a faint glow.

Standing there, he looks charming and looks good in his posture, and his bartending techniques are elegant and gorgeous. The technique of interpreting the word stunning to the fullest is dazzling and difficult to capture, leaving only the full of marvel and shock.

I have to say,

When the pair of slender and cold fingers quickly swayed out the afterimage, the elegant and romantic cocktail mixing, the diamond ring on the tail finger set off the glass.

It's very deadly.

Several colors blend into each other in the wine glass, as beautiful as a rainbow, adding ice cubes, stirring with a bartender spoon, and finally, it looks particularly beautiful and mixed into a dreamy color of amber, which seems to reflect light.

“amberdream.”

At the moment of the preparation, Weiran slowly pushed the wine glass to the forensic doctor, and his fingertips were as white as moonlight, staring at Yanbai aggressively. His upward-tuned narrow eyes were hazy in color, and his shallow pupils were as beautiful as amber, as if a glass of sake was sealed, intoxicating and intoxicating.

He spoke in a low voice.

The voice is clear and lazy, like a gentle recitation of the church, with a hint of affection and a bit of smile that always makes people feel alienated, but it becomes real at this moment.

amberdream.

Amber's Dream.

"Thank you." Ranbai said.

She reached out, took the glass of wine, and shook it a little.

The wine collided with each other, like a gem, with a layer of light on it.

She lowered her eyes and took a sip.

The wine flowing through the lips and teeth and finally sliding into the throat has a unique and stunning taste.

Ranbai looked at Weiran's eyes.

When I first met,

The young man's hands when he leaned over to pick up his business card and when he walked towards her, his light-colored eyes left a deep impression on her.

His eyes, which always smiled, were very clear and light brown, like amber color. It was separated by a layer of cold glass, and the mist was invisible to see clearly, but it was extremely beautiful.

"Baby." Weiran leaned over there, a light reflected from the black cufflinks, and he just curled his lips, "Do you know what the fourth gift is?"

He gave her roses four times in total.

Each time symbolizes surprise.

"What." As for that gaze, Ranbai felt a blurry and hazy thought in his heart, but the forensic doctor's expression was as cold as ever, and his side face outlined the coldness of a stranger who seemed to be difficult to approach, the kind of person who was cold and arrogant and abstinent, had never changed.

A laugh.

Weiran's fingertips brushed his thin lips, then pressed his fingertips on his white lips. The light-scarlet lips contrasted with his fair fingertips, inexplicable desire.

He looked at her in this world with a smile, half-down his eyes, and the light brown eyes were only the girl's reflection, as if she was gentle and bewitching, as if the whole world was the whole world.

Weiran only said one word.

"I."

When he spoke, he was elegant and romantic, with the gentlemanly demeanor of a nobleman, but after he spoke that word, he faintly felt arrogance that almost broke through his bones, arrogance and desire, so that even the smile on his thin lips seemed like a casual provocation.

Ranbai's movements were paused.

"Give me my brother to you." He rubbed his fingertips on the white lips and pressed them lightly. His fingertips were very scrubbing, his movements were ambiguous and straightforward. He leaned over to look at her, his eyes blatantly and unscrupulously liked colors, light colors, and shimmering, hidden pathological possession. "Add to my forensic doctor."

His eyes were a little red, and he whispered in a low voice, "Do you want it?"

The forensic doctor was silent for a while.

She held Weiran's wrist and tried a little hard.

"It seems that I haven't officially told you." The forensic doctor's voice has always been calm and calm, and his tone is cold, but it is very solemn at this moment. "I'm not the kind of person who is irresponsible."

"It seems a bit unreasonable to borrow the words of Mr. to take advantage of you so many times."

Weiran's fingertips were a little hot and his eyes were hot.

"Can you understand what I mean?" Ranbai looked at him, his eyes clear and bright, as if there was a layer of bright color, and his tone was calm.

Weiran said aloud, and he couldn't help laughing out loud, licked his thin lips, and said very gentle and scum: "My brother's understanding ability is a bit slow. Can the forensic doctor explain it clearly?"

"It's clearer to be..." As soon as Ran Bai said halfway, she drank the glass of wine that Weiran had prepared for her. All the amber wine slipped into her throat. She drank very quickly and quickly. A few drops of wine flowed along the arc of her jaw and fell silently into the collar along the thin neckline. In Weiran's slightly deep eyes, she suddenly reached out and pulled Weiran's collar and kissed her up.

Tell him in the most direct and enthusiastic way.

The bar is full of lights and wine, and is full of luxury.

No one noticed this corner of the bar, in the dim light.

The doctor pulled the bartender's collar and kissed him neatly, and the two figures were affectionate and ambiguous.

"Sir." She said as she kissed, "I'm responsible."

It's something Weiran has always wanted to hear.

The laughter crushed between the lips and teeth, and the amber wine was poured into Weiran's lips and teeth in this way. It was rich and passionate, filling the mouths of the two people. He lowered his eyes and looked at the person in front of him, and let Ranbai kiss him without taking the initiative or rejection. It was so close that he clearly saw the forensic child's long eyelashes and the seriousness in his cold eyes.

I like it for a long time and like it for a long time.

It's a deliberate thought.

It's also been planned for a long time.

"Baby." His eyes and eyebrows couldn't hide the pleasure. He sighed softly without any scruples. He reached out and pressed the doctor's thin and delicate neck in his direction, and kissed him fiercely with aggressiveness.

The wine was in the mouth of the two people, and a few drops of it slid down the jaws along the lips and teeth. The strong wine chased the throat and felt sweet. Weiran pressed the person in his arms and lowered his eyes and kissed him little by little. He let the amber wine into Ranbai's mouth for her to drink. Seeing her always cold eyes dyed with mist, the cold arc of the lips could not be tense, which was what he wanted to see.

"I like you." Weiran's kissing method was crazy and confused, full of possessive desire. The light brown eyes were lustful, ignited with fire, and faintly exposed to the danger of bright red. He murmured in a sick way, obsessed and bewitched.

At this moment,

Ranbai finally got what he wanted and heard Wei completely messed up, with no rhythm, and his heartbeat was so fast that he was so crazy.

The bar rock music continues, the light is colorful, dim and ambiguous.

But all this has nothing to do with them.

They drank a glass of strong wine together while their breaths were intertwined, and they could only hear each other's heartbeat. In addition, the world in front of them was only the other, and they were confused and sinking in the abyss.

They kissed in the darkness.
Chapter completed!