第四十四章上半夜的按摩戏(2/8)

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                                                                                                                                                                “我钱不够!”秦瑞成气呼呼地坐到了旁边波西米亚风的圆墩上。
                                                                                                                                                                
                                                                                                                                                                周远川扭过头,气喘吁吁地说道:“……没事,我外套里有一张金卡,拿去刷吧。”
                                                                                                                                                                在乔桥看不见的地方,他冲秦瑞成狡黠地一笑,然后又继续哼哼唧唧地享受按摩去了。
                                                                                                                                                                
                                                                                                                                                                
                                                                                                                                                                秦瑞成觉得自己即将变成一只喷火龙了,没错,就是现在。
                                                                                                                                                                “秦秦……”乔桥及时雨般软绵绵的一声唤回了秦瑞成的理智,他看着被按摩得满脸通红,眼睛却像小动物一样湿漉漉而又明亮的乔桥,认命般地叹了口气,俯下身抱住乔桥的头狠狠亲了一大口,然后从衣架上摘下周远川的白西装,泄愤一样使劲儿掏了掏口袋,摸出里面的一张金卡一串车钥匙和半盒烟。
                                                                                                                                                                “抽这个牌子?”秦瑞成笑着冲周远川扬了扬手里的烟盒,“品味还不算太烂,不过今晚只有我会是最终赢家,你还是省省吧。”
                                                                                                                                                                “Nothing is impossible。”周远川笑盈盈地看着秦

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