Ranbai and Weiran's life after they were officially together was actually not much different from before.

most……

The little lover, who had been "hiding the beauty in the golden house" by the forensic doctor, finally saw the light and moved from the basement to the master bedroom, where he could see people.

Then there is a certain beauty shop manager who asks for kisses and can't flirt with her, and she is definitely a gentle and scum.

God knows that Song Miaoyun suddenly felt shocked when she saw that there was one more person at home when she returned home.

The sky collapses and the earth breaks.

Weiran doesn't care much.

The great time when Ranbai and Weiran were together was Weiran sticking to people.

Weiran this person,

How to say it,

Being with him will never make you feel bored, because he will have different surprises every day, the innocence of the sky and the elegance of the nobles, and even just living in the same room and doing nothing, it is like a kind of enjoyment.

He is a person who can make people feel extremely fresh and secretly exciting.

Even if it is plain, it is still an indescribable romance on him.

Ranbai once told Weiran how long he wanted to take up her twenty-four hours a day.

The young and elegant gentleman just looked at her with a smile. His golden glasses were very gentle. His light brown clear eyes seemed to be the gentlest color in the world, containing some kind of bewilderment, his voice was lingering and affectionate. His answer was very natural and natural, and his tone was like the deep sea that made people sink into it.

"Of course it's all," he said.

Then Weiran was pressed back by the forensic doctor during working hours and received a calm answer: "You are too greedy sir."

There is an open and upright boyfriend in the forensic villa, and a fairy tale, and there is a cold, solemn and solemn wife of the store manager.

When I first learned about Ran Bai, the clerk who witnessed the forensic lady getting along with the store manager, cried silently after learning the news. I would have known that such a result would have been.

Recently, a murder case occurred in the city. The murderer's method of committing the crime was cruel and cold-blooded. The police station has been working overtime for several consecutive days. There is a tendency that the case will not be solved and will not go home.

So Weiran can spend time with Ranbai greatly reduces the compression.

Wei Ran was very displeased with this, but he didn't say anything. He knew very well forensic, so he just pressed the person on the wall and kissed him for a long time. His strength was gentle and fierce. Finally, he looked at the doctor's usual clear and cold eyes, which were filled with mist and mist, and he was willing to let go. He pressed her wrist and panted lightly in her ears, panting and sexy. His breath was hot and passed through the dyed white ears. The faint fragrance lingered in the faint fragrance and bit the dyed white ear tips, and said in a vague voice: "...Is your boyfriend not a case important?"

The forensic doctor suffocated for a few seconds and was a little anxious. She leaned against the wall, bent her long legs slightly, looked at Wei Ran calmly, and answered very objectively and ruthlessly: "The nature is different."

Weiran narrowed his eyes, his eyes deep and shimmering, as if he was filled with wine and abyss. He looked at her with a smile. His thin lips, which were as bright as petals, sparkled with water. He took a bite of his white chin, and his snow-white teeth were ground. The force was not heavy, and he couldn't bear to exert force. It was like some kind of punishment. He whispered lazily: "Can the forensic doctor hesitate for a second or two?"

"At least hesitation." He chuckled, his thin lips descended along the lines of the dyed white jaw, and the sound overflowed from the lips and teeth, showing a slightly vague and ambiguous ambiguity.

It sounds quite low.

"Is there a difference?" Ranbai obviously couldn't understand this sentence. The young man's kiss slowly fell on the side of her neck, showing a slight tremor, and the line of her neck was tense with a thin curve.

Wei Ran said lowly, and when the tone overflowed, he pressed the person against the wall, his slender and cold fingertips penetrated from the forensic clothes, pressed on her snow-white waistline, slowly moving upwards, like some kind of ritual romance.

"I want to do it." His fingertips stopped there, half-hung with thin eyelids, long eyelashes with fog falling, the curves were lingering and seductive, his pupils were as beautiful as the deep sea, and he indulged in it, staring straight at Ranbai. There seemed to be a dark fire in the depths of his eyes, dangerous and aggressive, his voice was hoarse, with a desire to confuse people, like a demon who invited people to sink into the abyss, bewitching the depravity of the gods.

Two simple words, low-key and sexy tone texture, and blatant desire.

Ranbai could feel the warmth of Weiran's fingertips, which was hot and the touch on her waist could not be ignored. She turned her eyes and staggered Weiran's eyes. She didn't see the beauty's seductive look, but just reminded him very calmly, concisely: "I'll go to the police station tomorrow. Work overtime."

Weiran paused for a few seconds when he heard the forensic doctor's words. He muttered lazily: "I really know how to pick things."

The tone seems to be complaining and confusing.

He didn't want to bother with others, but just pressed Ran Bai and kissed her hard. His thin lips crushed her lips and teeth. The faint fragrance and cold bewitched, and he sniffed in her ear with a smile, biting the word: "I will return it to me in the future."

The beauty shop manager let go of the hand and took a step back with the grace of a nobleman.

Weiran's kissing method was bizarre and romantic, with strong aggressiveness and possessiveness. Just like his bones, Ranbai's fingertips were not strong enough to lean against the wall. She moved slightly, as if she sighed lightly, "No need to go back in the future."

The young man was slightly stunned and looked at her.

Then in the next second,

Suddenly, he was pushed to the bed by Ranbai without warning.

Weiran lay on the black sheets without panic, raised his eyebrows, and the smile on his thin lips seemed to be true. He let the white movements, and the delicate and sexy Adam's apple rolled up and down, staring at her.

"Why do you always get jealous of the case?" Ranbai looked at him with his eyes down, his expression was indifferent, as cold as ever, but his answer was serious and solemn, "Sir, you have to be more respectful to yourself."

"Ah." Weiran licked the corners of the bright red lips, and the curve of the lips became deeper. "Can brother understand it, is this a disguised confession?"

"Yes." The forensic doctor said in a low voice, calm and self-control. Her white fingertips streaked across the young man's snow-white loose shirt, and down the lines of her beautiful waist and abdomen that were looming, cold and eager.

Weiran's breathing was slightly suffocated.

The eyes are deep and shallow.

...

The broken ink hair covered the eyes, and the long eyelashes were wet with the mist. The amber-like eyes were scattered in focus, and they were lost. They were precipitated with a beautiful color of ripples, filled with misty moisture, and the tail of the eyes was red, as if dyed with peach blossoms. Under the bridge of the high nose was a thin lips like rose petals, and a line of snow-white teeth was faintly exposed. Occasionally, one or two suppressed and restrained breathing sounds overflowed, becoming more and more sexy and bewitching in the darkness.

His shirt was half open, loose, and half-hidden.

A drop of crystal beads of sweat slid down the clear and beautiful lines of the waist and abdomen.

The slender and distinctive fingers clenched the pure black sheet beneath her. Because of the tight whiteness of the fingers, it became more pale against the black fabric, and the visual contrast was strong and seductive.
Chapter completed!