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                                                                                                    男人似乎被噎着了，可谁也没看到他眼中的狡黠，他继续温柔地说道：“叫我老公，好吗？”
                                                                                                                                                                “不！”意料之内的拒绝。
                                                                                                                                                                “今天晚上你演的是新娘，就应该叫我老公的，不是吗？”
                                                                                                                                                                “不要想了！”这一点韵似乎不肯松口。
                                                                                                                                                                男人不再说话，只是继续抽插着，不时享受一番美人那嫩滑的小嘴……
                                                                                                                                                                渐渐的，新娘的身体开始变得火热，蜜口开始抽搐，火热的喘息也渐渐加重，眼看就要到达顶峰，男人却抽了出来：“叫老公！”仿佛孩子般赌气的语气，新娘却只是颤抖着沉默；过一会儿，男人又开始抽插，待得她又要高潮，复又抽出：“叫老公！”，她依旧沉默，如此反复，待的第四次，她终于无法忍受，转头怒道：“你不要得寸进尺！”然而对上那双坚定的“赌气”的双眼，她终于还是沉默了，转过头，低低地叫道：“老……”
                                                                                                                                                                “什么，我没听清？”
                                                                                                                                                                “老公！！”似是为了让后面的男人听清，又或是为了发泄内心的怒气，她突然大声的喊出了这声“老公”，在阳台上、在水池上、在我的心里久久地回响……
                                                                                                                                                                “老婆，你真好，我爱你。”虎哥似乎很喜欢说这句话，他天天翻来覆去的这句话，是否也长久的刻在韵的内心呢……
                                                                                                                          

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