第(4/5)节 心肝宝贝的低声叫着哄着，抱她去浴室，温柔的为她擦拭下身的狼藉。                                                                                                            “飞凡……你——”顾烟被他抱在腿上，他的yuy的像铁一般，抵着她的后腰发疼。                                                                                                            “没事，”他在她红肿的唇上t1an了一下，暗哑的嗓音里却充满了紧绷yu。                                                                                                            顾烟埋在他怀里，心里温柔的不可思议。                                                                                                            看来，那个黑暗的晚上，他b她还要放不开。                                                                                                            呵，这个别扭的男人。                                                                                                            那以后，梁飞凡一有空就过来，基于口味的考虑，大多时候都是他下厨，吃完了两人相拥在沙发上看看电视聊聊天。                                                                                                            有时她不在，他就在车里等她。看他每天那么累还要跑来跑去的，她最后还是配了把钥匙给他。                                                                                                            “我饿了。”他一进门就在沙发上四仰八叉的躺着，老爷般下命令。                                                                                                            顾烟放下手里的书，走过去踢了他一脚，还是进了厨房。                                                                                                            番茄炒蛋，过了凉水的面绊了醋，搅和搅和就是一盘清亮可口的盖浇面。                                                                                                            梁飞凡大肆嘲笑了了一番，还是在她恼羞成怒前乖乖的吃了个底朝天。                                      
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