Rebirth of the open female forensic doctor

Chapter 852

As a result, he forgot that Ye Fan was videoing with Feng Lao.

Then Feng Lao saw a water cup flying in front of Ye Fan.

"Disciple, disciple, cup, cup..." The wise and steady old Feng rubbed his eyes in astonishment as if seeing a ghost, and foolishly reached out to wipe the camera of the computer.

Oops!

Ye Fan reacted extremely quickly and pushed Ming Jiu away, then looked innocently at Feng Lao in the video, and asked in confusion: "Cup? What kind of cup?"

Feng Lao put his whole face in front of the camera, and even picked up the glasses on the table and put them on, his eyes behind the glasses were narrowed into a slit, and he couldn't speak clearly: "Just, just now, a water glass flew in front of you. , flew away with a whiff..." He said while gesticulating.

Ye Fan raised his smiling face, blinked his eyes simply, and said with a light smile, "How can there be any cup, master, you misread it."

"Misunderstanding?" Feng Lao frowned into Sichuan characters, looked at her fake smile with piercing eyes, glanced at her, and said, "You girl, do you think that your master is old and I am presbyopic?" gone?"

Who is he, Feng Zheliang, the father of the forensic medicine field in the flower planting country, who can see through the cause of death at a glance, can't be fooled into thinking that he is wrong with a simple smile, not to mention that this girl is too insincere, a word, fake.

"How can it be, master, you look more energetic than me." To show the sincerity of these words, Ye Fan nodded heavily.

"Okay, okay, don't be poor, just treat it as if I was really wrong."

Although the two of them haven't really gotten along for a few days, Old Feng still knows him very well as a young apprentice. Looking at her like this, you can tell that even if a cup was really flying around in the air just now, she knew about it. Forget it, as a master, he doesn't need to get to the bottom of her secrets.

"Hey, Master, let's continue." Ye Fan curled his lips and smiled obediently, and at an angle that Feng Lao couldn't see, he gave Ming Jiu a soothing look. She shouldn't have pushed him away in a moment of impatience just now.

How could Mingjiu lose his temper because Ye Fan pushed him away? He was afraid that she would be angry with him, after all, he just caused trouble for her!

After receiving her soft eyes, my heart flew up immediately, and I showed her a beautiful and charming smile, and then put the honey water in a place closest to her that would not be photographed by the camera, and sat next to her , Continue to carve Lingyu for her.

There are very few modern practitioners, not only declined, but also lost their inheritance during the turmoil of the dynasty. They accidentally discovered that some jade contains the energy of heaven and earth, but they didn't know that thousands of years ago, this kind of jade was called Lingyu.

Of course, the batch of jade in his hand, which is called the top grade, has attracted various sects in the cultivation world to find ways to buy it at a high price. If it was in the past, it would not even be considered qualified to pave roads on Daoyuan Mountain.

Ye Fan gave a look and was about to look back, but was distracted by his smile. When the handsome man smiled, everything paled, especially the unintentional affectionate smile, which hit people's hearts even more.

Ye Fan's eyes were straightened, and the emerald green jade turned over at his slender and well-defined fingertips like jade bamboo, freehand and romantic.

Beside her, he always restrained his arrogance and domineering, he was as docile as a cat, his drooping eyebrows were exquisite and picturesque, and he was usually shimmering and handsome, elegant and dignified.

"Teacher, disciple, Fanfan..." Feng Lao waited for a long time and didn't hear Ye Fan speak. He raised his voice and shouted several times, and saw his good disciple looking sideways at someone in a daze. direction, giving him a feeling that he will drool at any time.

"Ah?" Ye Fan woke up from the beauty, and when Ming Jiu raised his head to look at her suspiciously, he turned around quickly, raised his hand to touch the hot earlobe, coughed lightly, and pretended to be serious: "Master said It has to make sense."

"But, I haven't said anything yet." Feng Lao quietly exposed the fact that she was distracted just now.

"Uh..." This is embarrassing!

Fortunately, in front of her master, she was thick-skinned enough to continue the analysis of the case as if nothing had happened, but she didn't dare to take a second look at Ming Jiu.

Half an hour later, there was something to do with Feng Lao, so Ye Fan said good night to Feng Lao, and hung up the video.

There is a saying that listening to your words is better than reading ten years of books.

Every video with Feng Lao, whether discussing and analyzing the case together, or Feng Lao giving her lectures to answer questions, has benefited her a lot.

"Finish?" Ye Fan just clicked off the video, and a breath that made people blush and heartbeat approached her back, wrapped her waist in one hand, and handed her the cup of honey water that was performed in front of Feng Lao with the other. mouth.

"Hmm." Ye Fan leaned into his arms, took his hand, lowered his head and took a sip of honey water, moistening his astringent throat.

The two hugged and enjoyed the warmth and sweetness for a while, Ye Fan's cell phone rang again.

Ming Jiu moved his fingers, and the mobile phone on the table flew over, and Ye Fan raised his hand to take it.

"It was the Chang team who sent me a message." Seeing the message on WeChat, Ye Fan stood up straight, glanced at the content sent by the Chang team, and came out of Mingjiu's arms, walked to the desk and sat down, While operating on the computer keyboard, he said: "I'm going to be busy again, do you want to go back to the Flower Soul World first?"

"No." Ming Jiu walked behind her, pinched her shoulders, bent down, and put his lips close to her pink ears.

His voice came from his ears, rhythmic and low-pitched, unspeakably charming and provocative: "I add fragrance to Afan's red sleeves."

Ye Fan shuddered all over his body, his hand holding the mouse tightened, his breathing became disordered immediately, he took a slow and deep breath to suppress the disordered heartbeat, his eyes were fixed on the computer, reflecting the deep blue computer screen. dim light.

Feeling the momentary stiff body of the person in his arms, Ming Jiu had a sly smile on the corner of his mouth, and his lips seemed to touch her small earlobe. The tiny hairs around his ears stood up, and he straightened up straight up, as if nothing had happened, and continued to massage her, loosening her stiff shoulders.

Ye Fan closed his eyes, opened them again, the calm eyes suppressed the turbulent undercurrent, the fog was misty, calmed down the turbulent breathing, and then he waved his hands upright and said: "Cough, give me another Pour a glass of water."

Ming Jiu lowered his eyes to look at the flushed neck of an upright gentleman who was sitting still, and continued to use his charming and hoarse voice, "Yes, my Lord Ye Zu."

When he got to the door, he turned around again and asked intimately, "Do you need to add ice cubes?" After a pause, he said with some kind of deep meaning: "It can cool down."

Ye Fan raised his black eyes and gritted his teeth secretly: "No, I want hot water, the hotter the better."

"Okay." Ming Jiu raised his eyebrows, smiled dazzlingly, waved his sleeves, and walked out of the room.

Watching the fiery red cannon horns disappear before his eyes, there was a touch of tenderness between Ye Fan's brows, sweet in his heart.

(End of this chapter)