Ran Bai took out the disinfectant and cotton swab. Although she was silent, she acted neatly. She looked at the young man's face.

It has to be said that he was born with a good skin bag to confuse people. His bone appearance was as exquisite and perfect as a God's residence. His skin color was clean and cold and white, so that such a scar suddenly appeared on the beautiful side face, with blood color and bewitchment. He had a somewhat decadent and messy desire and beauty. Gold wire glasses were more lined with the temperament of gentle scum.

And a decent smile at her.

Dyed white and cold, the fingertip gently provoked the youth's arc, pinched the cold and beautiful jaw, looked directly at the face, wiped the blood, and the cotton swab stained with disinfectant pressed coldly on the wound, with little mercy.

A slight tingling sensation came. Wei Ran's back was against the sofa. In front of him was a cold figure, and he was also picked with his jaw. Such a posture was somewhat controlled by others, but he didn't care much. The clear eyes under the lens reflected the cool eyebrows and eyes, and the silver thin chain falling from the golden silk eyes shook somewhat on his side with the cold and rough action of dyeing white.

Wei Ran narrowed his eyes lazily and smiled solemnly: "the medical examiner personally drugged me..." his voice was a little low, like a hundred years of sake, with an intoxicating desire, "flattered."

The next second,

The strength on the side face suddenly increased and cold pressed on the wound.

Wei Ran hissed softly, looked up at the forensic, a little ruffian: "be light."

Dye white didn't make a sound, and her strength became stronger.

Wei Ran: "

All right.

He gave a short laugh and let the forensic move.

"Thanks a lot today." his thin lips were hooked with a specious smile, and his voice was clear and affectionate: "why is the forensic adult so powerful."

Then Wei Ran changed for two cold words.

"Shut up."

Dye white finished treating the wound, closed the medicine box, stood there and looked down at the young man. She pinched Wei Ran's jaw with cold fingertips, forcing people to look up slightly. She leaned over, cold and abstinence, looked at the gentle appearance of beauty's gold wire glasses, opened her thin lips, and said word by word: "it seems that the store manager really has a face of disaster."

It can provoke not only women, but also men.

The strength of the forensic medicine was slightly cold and indifferent. The jaw bone was slightly painful. Wei Ran gently narrowed his long and narrow eyes. He was still talking and laughing. He was lazy and rambling: "there's no way."

He straightened up a little and approached the forensic medicine. The bridge of Gao Ting's nose almost reached her. The meaning of light colored pupils was unknown, and the corners of his lips were still smiling. His breath was cold and lustful, if there was no sense of oppression. He joked and said: "why don't the forensic adult accept me?"

The clear and pleasant smell of light incense lingered, slightly showing the cold feeling of cedar. The sense of oppression belonging to another person was shrouded, which was not so annoying. He glanced at him and took back his hand.

Wei Ran smiled.

"Ms. forensics, I saved my life. I don't mind staying for dessert." the young man's skin color is translucent, cold and white, with the coldness of the first quarter moon. The scars that shouldn't have appeared and the slight red life on his jaw set off a three-point abusive beauty. In addition, the seemingly unchanging elegance and arrogance leaked from his bones can easily arouse people's desire for destruction, He looked at dyed white with a smile. His slender fingertips gently touched his lips. The bright red and snow-white set off another confused person, "as a gift of thanks."

Dyed white didn't refuse.

The radian of Wei Ran's lip angle is a little deeper. The light colored eyes are like the fog in the early morning. No one can see the mood when the dark fog rises in the middle of the night. When the eyes drop, the gentleman smiled: "it's rare for a little sister to give face. It seems that I have to do it myself."

The clerk was trembling on the first floor and managed to clean up the mess. Then he was wondering what their store manager and forensic were doing on the second floor.

Little sister, don't be bewitched by the harmless appearance of the store manager!!!

When the clerk was nervous and opened his head, he suddenly saw two figures coming down from the second floor. He was greatly relieved.

"Please." Wei Ran was tall and had long legs. He went downstairs first. His slender white fingers opened the chair and stood there. The sun penetrated his outline. He was deep and handsome. When he looked at dye white with a smile, he was a cold and romantic gentleman.

Such a person.

It's hard to provoke.

Once provoked, it is difficult to retreat.

When dyeing white eyes, there was a bit of coldness. When she came over, she indifferently opened the chair opposite the youth and sat down. Even the sitting posture also showed a sense of preciseness.

Self discipline and integrity to the extreme.

See this,

The slender arms of the young man bent slightly against the edge of the bench. His white fingers supported his bewitching jaw, but he didn't smile or get angry. He turned and walked into the back kitchen.

The clerk looked at them in shock and looked at their store manager lazily making dessert.

For such a long time, the clerk seldom saw Wei Ran do it himself. Every time he did it, he also made it for himself. He rarely caught a glimpse. He could only see his back, but he felt a little strange in the bottom of his heart. There was no reason.

But I have to say,

The appearance of dessert made by the store manager is too dreamy, beautiful and distorted.

The clerk covered his heart silently and recited it three times. I was straight.

Until the slender and handsome young man came out with a tiramisu in one hand.

Step by step.

Against the light.

The gold wire mirror frame is hung with a silver white thin chain. The clear light brown eyes are fused with a flickering smile that can never really see. They are as beautiful as amber. The end of the eyes outline a radian that looks like a breeze and a bright moon but is amorous and meaningless.

It's like the devil came to the world from hell and disguised as the bewitchment of God.

"Your tiramisu, please taste it." the devil stopped in front of the light, dressed in the God's leather bag, cold and evil to disturb all sentient beings. The clear and lazy voice was deep and sweet, like the gentle and affectionate chanting of believers in the Holy Church in the sun, "respected guest."

He is smiling at her.

Like a poke of broken multicolored bubbles.

The forensic medicine was calm and self-contained. When holding the silver ware, the Cufflinks reflected dazzling light. He was always strict without desire: "thank you."

Wei Ran bowed slightly, which was an ancient aristocratic etiquette. The gentleman said, "you're welcome."

The angle of this position was directly facing the light outside the window. It was hot in midsummer. Wei Ran was shaken, narrowed his eyes, raised his hand and blocked it. The light and shadow drifted between Lengsu's slender fingers, and still leaked a beam into his eyes.

Wei Ran doesn't like it, even a little careless boredom.

The light and shadow were fleeting in his eyes. He closed his eyes and his long and affectionate eyelashes trembled imperceptibly.

However, he opened his chair and sat next to ran Bai. His white fingers supported his forehead. He looked at the forensic doctor with a smile. The interest and color hidden in his eyes did not fade, but it seemed to be an illusion.