第六十七章光影(1/8)

抓住一只麻雀有多简单？
                                                                                                                                                                乔桥痛苦地仰起头，死死地咬着自己的嘴唇，强迫自己把已经涌到嘴边的呻吟咽下去，但泪腺到底不那么听话，一呼一吸之间，眼泪已经大颗大颗地从脸上滚落了下来。
                                                                                                                                                                “傻孩子。”梁季泽缓慢地把手指从乔桥下身泥泞不堪的小穴中抽出来，一边捻了捻指尖上残留的黏腻液体，一边用颇为宠溺的口吻说道，“才吃进去三个小珠子，怎么就哭成这样？”
                                                                                                                                                                他的侧脸上不知怎的被划出了一道血痕，一颗还未凝固的血液沿着豁口缓缓流下来。
                                                                                                                                                                “我看过你拍的片子，这里——”梁季泽点了点乔桥的小腹，笑得残忍而冷酷，“很厉害，再吃三颗也没问题。”
                                                                                                                                                                “真的不行了……”乔桥终于崩溃了，她哭得一塌糊涂，要不是手脚都被绑在床栏上，此时此刻她甚至想跪在地上求这个魔鬼一样的男人，“我受不了了……我错了……你放过我吧……”
                                                                                                                                                                “错在哪儿？”
                                                                                                                                                                “呜呜……”乔桥抽泣得不停打嗝，“不、不该拿花瓶打、打你……”
                                                                                                                                                                “错了。”梁季泽怜爱地低头亲了下乔桥的侧脸，手下的动作却与怜爱毫不沾边，他将第四颗比乒乓球还要大一圈的玉石珠子塞进了乔桥体内，“见点血没什么，你错在不该想跑。”
                                                                                                                                                                “啊！！！”乔桥拼命挣扎，床栏发出了一阵疯狂的晃动声响，但束缚手脚的绳结只会越来越深地勒进肉中，无论如何也逃脱不了梁季泽的掌

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