第七章乳尖的光点(6/14)

                                                                              “窑你个头啊。”
                                                                                                                                                                我心说家里有你这么个嫩鲍美菊的极品，我还犯得着跑去红灯区吗？但嘴上却不想与她再纠缠：“我去办正事，给人送个东西。”
                                                                                                                                                                “……哦。”说完我把曼曼留在沙发上，走到卧室里从床头柜里取出文子姐姐公寓的钥匙，以及昨天为她特地购买的乳首饰物。
                                                                                                                                                                没错，虽然距离圣诞越来越近，东京的夜也越来越凉，但我还是想在今天晚上去见见文子姐姐。
                                                                                                                                                                这个除了与我一同度过的时光，几乎什么都不苛求的女人，时至今日在我心里的分量，每一分每一秒都在加重着。她的每一句情话每一个展颜微笑的背后，又有谁知道她那份独自隐藏了的隐秘心情？
                                                                                                                                                                因为在乎，所以我分外渴望探究那些曾经刺伤过文子姐姐的过去是怎么样的，分外想了解，究竟如何才能够解开她心里潜匿着的那个结。
                                                                                                                                                                为什么她三年前发誓再也不找男朋友了呢？
                                                                                                                                                                为什么她如此拚命地一心放在工作上？
                                                                                                                                                                她那天晚上戴在自己挺勃乳尖上面的那一枚尾戒，又是从哪儿来的？
                                                                                                                                                                后面的这个问题我曾经分析过。在我对文子进行龟甲缚轻度露出调教以后，她沉寂了好几年的寂寞溪谷再度被蜜液所充盈，这种感觉对于一

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