The Tang Dynasty’s Female Forensic Doctor

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Xiao Yu has been doing such relatives from time to time, and Yan Yan did not care, but the next moment, the hot kiss suddenly fell on her lips.

The eyelids are slightly stunned, and the mind is like a broken line. It only feels hot between the lips and teeth. The nose is filled with a refreshing male taste, while the lower lip is gently sucked.

His movements are very soft, as if he is afraid of scaring her. A feeling of tingling is straight into the bottom of my heart. It seems that a small flame spreads in the body, and the breath of the breath is aggravated.

Xiao Yu couldn't help but reach out and touch her back neck and push her to herself. Her faint body fragrance and Perran's aroma blended together to become a scent of sorrow, quietly swallowing his consciousness, and the hot smoldering gas rushed to a place. He now only wants to follow the instinct to continue, but still The lucid thoughts and reluctance to sneak up on her without a marriage contract have been in a dilemma for a time. It is this dilemma that makes his ** more difficult to suppress and unconsciously deepens the kiss.

"Ayan..." Xiao Yu's hoarse and mellow sound is tremulous.

Late Green and Song Lan went out to pour out the water. They just returned from the outside and saw the situation inside the house without entering the house.

Xiao Yu took a smudged official uniform and stood in front of a few lips that contained Yan Yan, and Yan Yan sat straight on the table, some were dull, the picture was not bad, but the late green did not forget that Xiao Yu In the light and thin her mother, a "Deng Ting" has not yet slammed the exit, and then the song blue slammed into the mouth and dragged it to the side.

Although the sound of the late green and the blue is not big, but Yan Yan still heard, a spirit returned to God, and quickly turned his head away.

"I... I didn't hold back for a moment." Xiao Yu saw her face slightly angry, and her heart was somewhat remorseful. It shouldn't be so frivolous, but the swelling of the lower body made him unable to resist the taste of contact. He is really easy to be provoked by her.

Xiao Yu often entertains with her peers, and she is not close to a woman. It is just a soft body full of fat powder. He is interested in lacking, and there is no further interest, so I don’t know how to be provoked. It is like a spark, the momentum is difficult to control.

There was a trace of redness on the cheeks on the cheeks, and he stood up and hurriedly left the hall. She is now flustered, and her feelings are very complicated. I need to calm down and take care of it.

Xiao Yu followed two steps, and thought that she didn't seem to be angry, maybe she was shy, and she didn't catch up.

Yan Yan was originally prepared to put herself into the work and temporarily forgot about it, so she ran to the small cabinet. Kneeling beside the skull, clutching the mud used to act as a soft tissue for people, playing absently for a while, feeling that it can't concentrate, and there is no computer assistance in the restoration of appearance. She must be careful every step of the way, trying to achieve the best, a trace of distraction May cause fatal errors.

After the action stopped, I thought that it was still Xiao Yu’s house, and some uncomfortable, and led the evening green and the song blue to return to the government for a quiet afternoon.

In the carriage, there was silence.

After the evening, the words stopped again and again, until a few times, until Yan Yan couldn’t help but say: "If you have anything to say, don't make this expression if you don't want to say it."

The evening green laughed and whispered: "Mother, you are being thin by Xiao Langjun... What are you going to do now?"

Evening green words made Yan Yan a little bit of hair, glaring at her: "What is thin, I mean he wants to be thin and thin?"

"That is..." Late green opened his mouth. "Is it your thin Xiao Shi Lang?"

Song Lan smiled, she still remembers that when she was in Suzhou, Yan Yan was really thin and Xiao Yu. This time, obviously it is not Yan Yan initiative, but since it is not thin, is it willing?

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She squatted slightly, grasping the slightly cool sputum in her hand, and the hand that picked the curtain, and slowly let it go.

For a long time, I sighed.

Yan Yan admits that she is tempted by Su Fu. That person is just in line with her tastes. However, she can’t be greedy. She now has a sense of dependence and belonging to Xiao Yu, although this feeling is not yet Deep, but she has never been.

No one will wait for you all the time, and if you want to hold everything in your hands, you will end up with only a good fight.

The general feelings are getting deeper and deeper with each other. She and Su Fu are not married or married, and one is not uncleful. The unclear feelings of the past are with the passage of time. Unswerving efforts can only be turned into dust.

This is a tube, still close it up...

Yan Yan squinted his eyes and quietly.

When the carriage passed the east gate of Pingkangfang, because of the gathering place of the museum, there were many people on the road and the speed had to slow down.

There was a sigh of relief outside, and the carriage suddenly stopped.

Late green looked up and asked the coachman: "How did you stop?"

"Seventeen mothers, the front mouth is blocked, wait a moment?" the coachman asked.

Yan Yan should have a voice, a pair of green eyes in the evening, squinting at the Yan Yan Road: "Mother, slaves go down?"

"Go, let the two guards follow you." Yan Yandao.

Late green loudly promised, excitedly got out of the car, in the car can clearly hear her screaming to greet the sound of the nursing home.

Yan Yan picked up the curtain and looked out the window. I saw a front of the building that was full of shackles and stuffed the road. Not to mention a carriage, it was a single ride that could not pass. Late green is struggling to squeeze inside.

After waiting for a while, the driver couldn't help but say: "Seventeen mothers, I seem to be in the front of the election, Xu is not five hours can not be dispersed, it is better to let us go from the East?"

"Douhuakui?" Yan Yan asked.

The coachman grew up in Chang'an, and he also had some insights. He explained: "There are some good people in the Chang'an Grand Pavilion who recruit people and people. That is to attract business."

After watching the green for a while, I ran back and rushed into the car. I was excited and said: "Mother, slaves saw Hu Ji!"

Yan Yan smiled and told the driver to go from the east.

"The skin of Hu Jisheng is white as snow, the hair is brown, the eyes are brown, and the eyelashes are so long!" The green is slashing. "It’s beautiful like a snowdrift!"

The evening green glanced at what I saw and heard, and the feeling of flying also infected Yan Yan.

The carriages could not be rushed in the streets of the East City, so they opened the curtains, covering the window with only the veil, watching the buildings on both sides, and a variety of shops.

After thinking about it, Yan Yan did not carefully visit the East Market after arriving in Chang'an.

"The front is blocked again!" Late Green looked out and sighed: "The narrowness of Suzhou is not blocked, but Chang'an is so wide but can be blocked!"

"The girl is in a hurry, this place will soon pass." The coachman was very experienced and immediately appeased her.

The carriage seemed to be parked in front of a restaurant. While waiting, two people were standing next to the carriage.

One person said: "Cheng brother, we haven't seen you for a long time, we are not drunk today."

Another person said: "Change the day, change the day, the front is in the fight, it is better to go to see a lively, wine can drink at any time, the excitement is not to see every day."

"Hey, those who have a good look, tomorrow is the singer of the museum. Going away, I tell you..." The voice of the man gradually went down, but Yan Yan still vaguely heard the "scar" and "injury" The word of the class.

The person who wants to see the singer is awkward: "When you really go, this thing should be listened to."

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