Chapter 669: Six Uncle Fu Ji An 6

Chapter 669 Six Uncle Fu Jiang 6
It started to rain at 7 o'clock in the morning, and Fu Ting was awakened, and found himself still lying in Cen's tired shoulder.
This person is too slimy.
Although the body is very tired, it is clean and refreshing, and it is quite tired.
She moved her hand slightly, and the man opened his eyes keenly.
As soon as he woke up, Cen Jiang's eyes were full of mist, and the tails of his eyes drooped open. There was no spring rippling, and Su Qi was full.
I have to say that this man's appearance is really good at playing.
Fu Ting leaned so close, or from the perspective of death from the bottom up, without any loss of Cen Tired's ultimate face.
Fu Ting likes Cen tired eyes the most. They are not as long as ordinary fox eyes, and they give people a sense of sight as a prodigal son.
His eyes are peach blossoms, and the eyelids are very thin, and the double eyelids are narrow and spread out from the end of the eyes. When you look down at her, it is most exciting.
He rubbed the back of her neck with his palm, and his voice was slightly hoarse like a kitten, "Is my brother as easy to learn as you?"
She refers to the studious of learning, which means real learning, but the studious of Cen Tien refers to the research of non-decent things.
There is no lower limit!
Fu Ting refused to answer such a shameless question, pinched his chin and said, "Let go of your hand."
Cen Juan squeezed her waist, such a fragrant and soft ball, and he couldn't bear to let it go.
Fu Ting disliked him, "The muscles on your body are so tough, you guys."
Conscienceless little guy.
Fu Ting, "..."
She felt something and bit his chin angrily!
Ah ah ah shameless!
Cen Juan liked the feeling of teasing the little white rabbit. He looked at her with a sullen smile, raised his neckline, his throat was bulging, and slowly kissed her.
"... Let's talk to brother again."
...

Wake up again, it is almost noon. Fu listened to the salted fish lying down, the place next to him was empty.
There was the sound of a range hood downstairs. It should be Cen Tien who was cooking.
Fu Ting calmed down a bit, even though he knew he was too much, so he was very wise to cook for her.
Fu Ting went to the bathroom to wash, her computer was on the head of the bed, and an e-mail alert sounded.
Fu Ting hammered his sore waist, climbed into the bed and opened the mail again, and saw a message from the chief of the forensic identification department of the criminal investigation team.
[F, here is an autopsy report, I need your help to make it. 】
Fu Ting was weak, half lying under the covers, lazily sending messages, [I have talked about it before, only do an autopsy report once a month]
The other party seconds back [This is the autopsy report of Corey’s FJC. There is a pathology test that FJC failed to make. This case is a high-IQ crime, and the above attaches great importance to it. If it is not for time constraints, it will not come to ask you for help. 】
Fu Ting knows that FJC is a very powerful forensic doctor at the Criminal Division. He specializes in anatomy and is a leader in the forensic industry. He specializes in autopsy reports on high-IQ crimes and has solved many unsolved cases.
The autopsy report that even he was embarrassed must be a bit tricky.
Fu Ting thought about doing a favor and agreed, [Send it here. 】

On weekends, Fu Ting went to the old house for a family dinner.
(End of this chapter)