The Tang Dynasty’s Female Forensic Doctor

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"Xiao Yuzhi." Yan Yan sounds soft.

She is a cold-hearted person, but sometimes the softness of the heart is touched, and it will naturally soften. It was because there were not many gentle times, so it was particularly moving at this time.

"Don't make trouble." Xiao Yu gritted her teeth, gently pushed her away, got up and walked to the case, sat down on the mat and took out a roll of papers. "You have to rest earlier. I have more things in the official office recently."

Xiao Yu really does not think about the lower body at any time.

Is this a failure? Although it is expected as early as possible, it is inevitable that there will be some disappointment. Yan Yan leaned on a few, sighed, hesitating whether or not to continue to paste, she usually does not like to stick people, and occasionally do things that entangle people, quite a bit unaccustomed.

The tears of a woman can make a man's strong heart wall collapse. When Yan Yan thinks of Liu Qingsong, she can't help but frown. She seems to be born with a lacrimal gland, no matter how difficult or frustrating, or her loved ones have passed away, she has never cried so easily, it is very difficult for her to shed tears.

So... Yan Yan is ready. She took the immersed syrup from her sleeve and covered it on her eyes. The syrup irritated her eyes and the tears could not stop falling.

Xiao Yu’s eyes fell on the case, but he did not look into the word because he was sitting behind him.

After a moment of meditation, I regained my thoughts and browsed the case. He has a wealth of experience in solving crimes, and he is used to picking loopholes in the case. Therefore, the speed of handling the file is much faster than that of the average person. However, he has always been cautious in his actions, and he usually does not have a problem. He will read it several times. This is what I have seen before.

He quickly invested in the case and looked at it several times before he wrote the words that had been read and approved at the end of the file.

When I finished writing it and put it aside, I reached out and took another roll. Suddenly I thought that Yan Yan didn’t seem to have gone, hesitated, and turned around and glanced.

This look, but he was shocked.

Yan Yanzhen sat on the mat, under the dim light, a drop of crystal tears hung in her delicate chin, the feathers were stained with tears, and the eyes were swollen, apparently crying for a while.

Xiao Yu’s heart stunned, as if he had been twisted by a man, and now he couldn’t take any more gas. He got up and walked over to her side, reaching for her shoulder and gently turning her over. “Ayan ""

Yan Yan slightly raised her eyes, but the tears were more turbulent, and the slightly red eyes were extraordinarily wronged.

"Don't cry, don't cry." Xiao Yu was busy helping her tears, and the tone was full of pity.

Yan Yan slammed his hand over his neck and buried his face between his neck. The tears instantly wet his skin.

The warm tears fell on Xiao Yu’s body but it seemed so hot. The sting seemed to flow from the blood of the neck veins to the whole body. He reached out and hugged the slim waist that was so thin and weak, and softly comforted: “Yan Yan, Don't cry, I won't be angry with you."

Xiao Yu’s voice is mellow and magnetic. When he is gentle, he swayes the heartstrings. In his favorite tone, Yan Yan really feels wronged, and tears are not clear about true and false.

Xiao Yu gently stroked her back and talked softly to her.

This is not Xiao Yu’s woman crying. In fact, he is tired of crying women. He can be a tough person in Yan Bone. Even if he experiences more frustrations, there are more terrible things, and he has never been in front of him. Flowing through the tears.

"Let me swear." Xiao Yu turned his head. "Is there a cat?"

Yan Yan’s heart has already despised himself. When he heard him, he was even hot. “Don’t treat me as a child.”

Xiao Yu patted her gently and sighed. "How come you cry? Really can't be angry with you. It's still me who is uncomfortable at the end."

Yan Yan’s heart is slightly sour. It’s really a pampering for Xiao Yu. Even a few tears can make him feel soft. If he doesn’t care about her, how can he force himself to force himself? Swallow. Even though this tear is a fake, but Yan Yanxin also made up his mind that he will not repeat this kind of thing in the future.

“The official office is very busy these days?” Yan Yan asked with a thick nasal voice.

Xiao Yu caressed her hair and said: "Well, it’s coming into the autumn, and the files around Beijing and Beijing are still backlogged, but that’s always the case in previous years."

These things, Xiao Yu used to get used to it, and did not feel difficult to cope with. The main reason for his exhaustion in these days is still because of anger and sadness. The anger is still second, and he has not tasted the sadness for many years. Because the day with Yan Yan is particularly satisfying, this sadness is especially difficult to bear.

"Actually... I didn't cry, this tear is that I will use the medicine to stimulate it." Yan Yan noticed that Xiao Yu's body was slightly stiff, and his hand tightened tightly. "I am worried, Liu Qingsong said that I am tempting you, you I will forgive me, but I still can't. I don't want to go on like this."

Yan Yan released her hand and looked at him fixedly, waiting for the verdict. She knows that if she does not tell the truth, Xiao Yu may not know, but deception is deception. She always feels embarrassed in her own heart. Yan Yan did not lie, but she did not want to deceive Xiao Yu.

Xiao Yu was silent for a moment, and then he smiled helplessly. "Where are you so accountable? If you do bad things, you must be strict and rigorous."

"Fei Jun." Yan Yan knows that he is forgiving her, and she smiles quietly on the face. "Some words, my generation only said once."

Yan Yan’s tears flowed for a long time, and his voice was dumb and low. "I would like to swear to God that this life is a husband and wife with Xiao Yu, whether he is rich or poor, sick or healthy, or the age of the old, or any For other reasons, I am willing to be with him, love him, take care of him, respect him, accept him, and always be loyal to him until the end of his life, and never give up."

Xiao Yuzhong, seeing Yan Yan slightly tilted, fell on his lips and kissed gently.

Speaking, Xiao Yu responded to her. His kiss was only gentle, and he turned into a fierce and hot, invading with a powerful momentum, and plundering, as if he was responding with a swearing in the face but swaying his heart. Only tend to linger.

"A Yan." Xiao Yu left her lips and gasped.

There are only a handful of love words that Yan Yan has said, but every time, he can make him feel **** and he can't calm down for a long time.

There was tears in the corners of the eyes, Xiao Xiaoran, and stretched out the slender fingers to help her wipe it off. "What happened?"

"The medicine has gotten a bit too strong." Yan Yan said.

Xiao Yu burst into laughter and laughed, and worried: "Can there be antidote? This is not the way to continue."

This kind of irritating medicine will stop automatically as long as the medicinal properties have passed, but it is really uncomfortable to always shed tears. Yan Yan said: "Without antidote, the water wash should be much better."

"I will take you there." Xiao Yu hit her and hugged her. It was dark in the meantime, and it was hard to walk downstairs.

Yan Yan felt that such a princess was not suitable for her, and quickly said: "You still carry me."

"All according to you." Xiao Yu let her down, turned and carried her back, and slowly walked downstairs.

The song blue was seen in the evening, and I quickly greeted him.

"Go back to the room to prepare warm water." Xiao Yu told the road.

The evening green sighed and ran back in a hurry.

The song blue trails behind Xiao Yu, waiting to be sent at any time.

The lanterns on the gallery have already been lit, and they hang two rows. They sway slightly in the early autumn, and the warm light falls on them.

“Can you feel uncomfortable?” Xiao Yu turned to ask Yan Yan.

"It's still good." Yan Yanxin sighed, afraid that it would add up the tears of the two generations.

"It's not stupid, it's not a stupid thing." Xiao Yu slightly blamed.

Yan Yanzhen was on his back and muttered: "Not because of you."

Xiao Yu took her up and smiled. "I was wrong."

Xiao Yu was afraid of her tears, her eyes crying, and she stepped up.

After returning to the dormitory and washing his eyes with warm water, Yan Yan was lying on the couch in a groggy way. It was really laborious and tearful, and there was a blank inside.

Xiao Yu untied his coat and threw it into the screen. Then he entered the couch. When he saw Yan Zhengzheng’s body, he reached out and gave her a sigh of Yangyang. Suddenly remembered the vows that Yan Yanfang said, he could not help but bend his lips and his eyes were full of joy. .

"Sleeping early tomorrow will be better." Xiao Yu pressed for a while, see Yan Yan did not move, thinking that she was sleepy, she solved the coat for her.

As soon as the belt was untied, the deep purple silky satin slipped down the exquisite body, revealing a close-fitting skirt.

The skirt is made of translucent silk, tightly wrapped around the body, outlines the bumpy body, the length of the skirt is exceptionally sloppy, only to cover the buttocks, as long as the face is slightly moved, you may see the spring, and the clothes There is a tulle on the top of the flower, and the other is a place where you can see the skin like a gelatin.

Xiao Yu swallowed and whispered: "A Yan?"

"Yeah." Yan Yan should have a voice.

Xiao Yu bowed her hand gently to kiss her forehead, kissed her cheek to the chest, kissed her through the clothes, and the palm of her hand consciously lifted from the waist to the chest, and the big hand gently glared at the two. The group is soft.

The candlelight made a slight sigh, and the gasps of both of them gradually rushed.

Xiao Yu’s hot palm is like a fire, so that Yan Yan’s body is dry and hot, and the lips and teeth inadvertently leak a few scorns. The emptiness in the body causes her to arch the waist and stick it to Xiao Yu.

The two bodies fit snugly together, and Xiao Yu's palm moves to her pretty buttocks, kneading and stroking, slowly sliding from the buttocks to the legs, and exploring the place where she only belongs to him.

Yan Yan opened his eyes, and there was still a trace of water in the scorpion. The deep and pity of Xiao Yu’s eyes, the softer the heart, the more he yearned for him, and turned into a spring water under his gentle and patient caress. .

The two looked entangled, and there was only an unbearable gasping in the house, and occasional scorn.

Yan Yan reached out to help him fade his pants, as he did, and loved him.

Xiao Yu snorted and leaned over to kiss her lips, and the body was lowered. The iron-like thing touched her and slowly invaded.

"Yeah." Yan Yan still has some pain.

Xiao Xiao paused, and the palm of her hand glared at her chest, and her lips and tongues were teased through the clothes. The intrusion of the lower body did not stop.

When they are tightly combined, both of them are already sweaty. The muscles of Xiao Yan are tightly stretched. The muscles of the neck, chest and abdomen are more distinct than usual. Under the infiltration of sweat, it is particularly attractive. Refers to gently sliding over him.

Although patience, but more enjoyable, only belong to each other's private affairs.

Xiao Yu slowly moved, and Yan Yan also greeted his movements as if he were tempted. Gradually, his movements are getting faster and faster, and he is getting more and more fierce. Because of his previous temptations, he can grasp her most happy direction, and every time it hits the depths of the soul, let her stay tight.

In the fierce collision, reach the highest point together. Xiao Yu snorted, squatting on Yan Yan, gently kissed her lips, and then did not understand.

Yan Yan pushed him and shyly said: "Xiao Yuzhi, you go out."

"No." The sound is mellow and dull, with a little bit of a spoiled meaning.

Yan Yan was crushed by him, unable to move, and he could only let him go. The charge between the accounts was still awkward. When I recalled it, Yan Yan really felt the taste of that thing for the first time.

"Yan Yan." Xiao Yu opened his eyes, a deep gaze, he smiled, but actually moved.

This time, unlike the previous gentleness, it is completely barbaric plunder possession, arrogant and fluent, and the face of the face is faint, and it is more and more blurred by such a wild action, and can only passively rise and fall in the waves.

A stabbing spurt, Xiao Xiao slightly hot with a sly hand to firmly grasp the two jumping jade rabbits in the chest.

Bamboo curtain light gauze room, Wushan ** 潇潇.

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