第八章女体盛宴(4/18)

                                                                                                                                       “吓死我了，金……”
                                                                                                                                                                雅子终于能得空跟我说话，说著说著，眼泪好像又要冲出睫毛流下来了。
                                                                                                                                                                她怎么一下子变得这么爱哭呢？在东大读书的时候，印象里她可是一次都没有哭过的。我连忙抚慰她：“好了啦，不是没事了吗？现在组长都亲口跟我们说我是他们的朋友了！走吧，下去吃饭！”
                                                                                                                                                                说完，我瞥见了金属架子旁边那串被我扔掉的钥匙，想了想还是把它检了起来，一只手摸著被咬的脖子，一只手拉著雅子的小手也下了楼。
                                                                                                                                                                到楼下朝门外一看，山口组果然是行动力超强的黑道组织，说是两分钟赶到竟然真的赶到了。只见别墅院落之外新停了一辆黑色的面包车，车后门打开以后，一个戴著厨师帽的老头子推著一辆餐车就朝别墅走来，后面还跟著个提著一箱小酒瓶的年轻人。
                                                                                                                                                                餐车形状很奇怪，远远比一般的餐车要宽大许多，我怎么看怎么像是医院里急救用的那种推车，上面罩著一个极大无比的大红丝绸盖子，也不知道里面究竟装的是什么饭菜。
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                           餐车不一会儿就被小心翼翼推进了别墅的榻榻米地板上。那老厨师将餐车推到正中之后，俯下身子按下了餐车滚轮处的几个机关，餐车就好像一张小桌子似的停在我们几个人的正中。
                                                                                                                                                                刚巧这时候那个法国妞穿好了衣服“咚咚咚”地从楼上跑下来了，她好像对我很感兴趣，一屁股在我右侧坐了下来，生生地把我挤到了雅子身边。这样一来，六个人刚好分成了两边，对称地把餐车夹在了中间。
  

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