第(1/5)节     这是梁飞凡第一次进来这间小公寓。                                                                                                            小小的沙发，小小的地毯，小小的桌子，他高大的身躯在里面显的有点温馨的尴尬。                                                                                                            “喏。”顾烟递给他一杯水，他接过来喝了，在沙发上坐下，仰着放松。                                                                                                            看他俊朗的脸一半隐在y影里，格外疲倦的样子，不由得坐到他身边去，“很累？吃过晚饭了没？”                                                                                                            梁飞凡恩了一声，大手一g把她收入怀里，她稍稍挣扎，他两手箍过来，把她牢牢的抱在怀里，“别动，让我抱一会。”                                                                                                            她真的不动。                                                                                                            良久，他磨蹭着她的头顶，她柔软的头发磨的他的心都软软如水，“你笨手笨脚的，会做吃的东西吗？”                                                                                                            她本来软软的趴在他怀里，手围着他jg瘦的腰，晕晕乎乎的闻着他好闻的熟悉味道，心下一片宁静。听他这么贬低她的厨艺，气呼呼的推开他站起来，想着骂他两句，他却斜着一双好看的丹凤眼眼似笑非笑的看过来，就呐呐说不出口，一甩手往厨房去了。                                                                                                            梁飞凡看她气呼呼的背影，在厨房昏h的灯下忙碌的样子像个新婚的小妻子，他的眼神渐渐温暖，这一刻，很好。就这样吧，就这样就很好。                                                                                                            她吃过晚饭了，冰箱里并没有太多的存储，翻了半天，清炒了一个土豆丝，拍了一根h瓜凉拌，煮了j蛋番茄汤，又摆上超市买来的泡菜。盛了一碗饭出来，喊他过来吃，“吃饭啦。”                                                                                                            顾烟有点不好意思，太简陋了点，他
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