第(3/4)节       纪南一愣，“我去找。”                                                                                                            真的找来白糖，顾烟接过，细细的拌在白粥里，“张嘴。”她理所应当的命令。                                                                                                            梁飞凡半坐着，冷冷的看了她一眼。她毫不避让的回瞪。                                                                                                            好一会，病床上的男人冷哼了声，别扭的转过脸去，“我不要吃甜的。”                                                                                                            纪南困难的咽了口口水，这是？——啊？他反应过来，一叠声的嚷：“我去让人做咸的来。哥你等等啊。”                                                                                                            “挑什么挑，赶快吃！”顾烟不耐烦的催，“张嘴——啊——”                                                                                                            梁飞凡又冷哼了声，纪南背上一寒，正想着圆场，那边梁飞凡却真的张开了嘴。                                                                                                            纪南的眼神只能用惊悚来形容，顾烟微微不耐烦的喂完一碗粥，ch0u了张纸巾随手给他擦擦嘴，“休息会儿。”她把他身后的枕头ch0u出来放平，再把一言不发的梁飞凡扯倒，“睡吧。”                                                                                                            纪南机械的走出房间，过了个走廊被容岩一把扯过去，李微然最急，凑上来就问：“怎么样了啊？没出事儿吧？我媳妇儿可交代我好好看着烟姐的。”                                                                                                            “靠！n1ta整天就想着你媳妇儿，也不问问哥吃了没。”秦宋不满。                                                                                                            李微然斜他一眼，洋洋得意，“n1ta倒想想着我媳妇儿呢，我媳妇儿不稀罕你。”                                                                     
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