第(7/52)节 艺好像没生疏……”李澈咕哝了一句。                                                                                                            “那是自然，一技傍身么！”我得意，然后收拾了桌子把碗筷盆子端进厨房。                                                                                                            “李澈，你把桌子擦一下。”                                                                                                            我叮咛。                                                                                                            “恩。”                                                                                                            李澈应了一声。                                                                                                            我也不去管李澈是不是真的有在擦桌子还是随口应我就算的，径自洗着碗，然后被那横里斜出的手臂吓了一跳。                                                                                                            温热的身t紧贴着我，在厨房里面做着这种动作，有种熟悉的感觉。                                                                                                            “很久以前，我就在想，这样抱着人会是怎么的一种感受……”李澈的下巴搁在我的肩膀上，他的手环抱住我的腰，“有点rr的，很温暖……”“我怎么感觉像是r包子吧？”我听着他那形容，忍不住开口吐槽，听他那形容，我怎么听怎么觉得像是刚刚出炉的热包子。                                                                                                            李澈闷笑出声，他的手慢慢地在我腰侧游移着，然后慢慢地往上发展而去，最后握住了那柔软。                                                                                                            “凌墨，我们登记结婚吧，然后生个孩子……”李澈开口，声音低哑，带点诱惑的味道，“你看我们现在不是好好的么……”                                                                                                            我皱了皱眉。                      
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