第四章浊世清莲,天人缚传说(4/19)

                                                                                                               这句话很妙，既有着难以言喻的暧昧，又夹带着让我回忆起了那些经常被苏苏悉心问候的日子。唯独不妥的是，她提及了一个我在温柔乡中最不想听到的名字。
                                                                                                                                                                “嗯。那……我去照顾曼曼了，等你到了家再上网聊吧，亲爱的……苏苏……”
                                                                                                                                                                “好……爱你呢。”
                                                                                                                                                                挂上电话，我回头瞥了一眼倒在大床里的曼曼，她这时候的形象可真他妈的狂野，雪肌上挂满了粉色的绳段不说，被褪至大腿根部的丝袜也被我扯得七零八落。
                                                                                                                                                                更无奈的是，她貌似神智还是不太清楚，软趴趴地瘫在绒被问不住地呢喃着。
                                                                                                                                                                我只好依靠绳师修行的顽强意念强忍着帮她清理起身子。
                                                                                                                                                                好不容易清理掉了那些条条串串全收进垃圾袋里，我发现曼曼手臂上的印痕上，毛细血管都被勒爆了……这前后夹攻的销魂一炮，真是绝顶的刺激，她明天肯定是站不起来了！
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                           我不由得趴上去捏住她的小下巴使劲摇了摇，沉着声在她耳边问：“曼曼，曼曼，醒一醒，说句话。”
                                                                                                                                                                “呓……累……”
                                    

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