第(1/12)节     紾藏版1八r影視んuЬ                                                                                                       顾烟睡了一个小时不到就醒了，腰间很酸，下身一b0b0的涌出也很是难受，翻来覆去的睡不安稳。                                                                                                            梁飞凡看见她从休息室里出来，皱了皱眉，伸手按下桌上的内线，“林秘书，把东西端进来。”                                                                                                            林秘书很快端着热气腾腾的红糖水进来，还送来了顾烟平时喜欢吃的一些小甜点。                                                                                                            顾烟捧着红糖水一点点的喝，里面加了几味调经的中药，味道有点苦苦涩涩的清香。                                                                                                            “你在看什么呀？”                                                                                                            梁飞凡埋着头，扬了扬手里的文件，略带嘲讽，“你不会以为你晕了韦博的开发案就算赢了吧？”                                                                                                            顾烟白了他一眼，捧着杯子走过去，韦博的开发案和耀林的摆在一起。梁飞凡在上面用笔写写划划做了一些记号。                                                                                                            “你觉得，哪个b较好？”顾烟放下杯子问他。                                                                                                            梁飞凡没说话，把耀林的往前推了推。                                                                                                            顾烟皱眉，“为什么啊？”                                                                                                            她软软的咬着尾音，疑问的语气，听在梁飞凡耳里，却是缠缠绕绕的波动。                                               
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