第(7/8)节                                                    两个人正说笑，一个人急急的走进来，差点撞倒顾烟，“对不起。”                                                                                                            “亦城。”顾烟微笑。                                                                                                            方亦城本要放开的手又抓紧，“你没事吧？”他闯了几个红灯一路飞车来的，哪知道她到了警局了。                                                                                                            “没事，闹着玩儿呢。呃……你最好不要进去，李岩和四纪在里面——”                                                                                                            “——审讯。”秦桑一本正经的接过话。                                                                                                            顾烟知道她脑子里的构图，无奈的笑笑。同时尽量小幅度的挣脱开他的手。                                                                                                            “你——”顾烟忽然注意到他竟然穿着双拖鞋。                                                                                                            “李岩说你出事了，吓我一跳——我已经睡下了。”他挠挠头，熟悉的动作看的顾烟心里一软。                                                                                                            秦桑了然的在两人脸上巡视了遍，这厮长的很不错，看周围人对他的毕恭毕敬，估计身份也很不错，看他看着顾烟的神情嘛，更不错。呵，daboss的对手和他本人旗鼓相当，还不算辱没他。                                                                                                            顾烟和他说着话，却觉得不对，他脸颊不正常的cha0红，眼睛亮亮的，手上的温度也高的惊人。                                                                                                            “亦城，你在发烧？”她0他的额头，烫的厉害。                                                                             
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