第七十一章抽丝剥茧(1/8)

乔桥纠结地回头看了一眼卧室的方向。
                                                                                                                                                                宋祁言似乎还在帮乔桥找药，隔着半掩的房门能听见男人有条不紊地拉开抽屉的细微声响，时间的线绷得越来越紧，心里有鬼的时候就总觉得男人下一秒就会推门而出，将这一幕撞个正着。
                                                                                                                                                                周远川看乔桥愁苦的表情就已经猜到了七八分，他会意地往室内看了一眼，好看的眉毛拧起来，脸上也适时的露出个微微失落的表情，周远川轻叹一声：“似乎我来得不是时候。”
                                                                                                                                                                乔桥顿时觉得自己罪大恶极。
                                                                                                                                                                她其实早就发现自己对着周远川就没长过几节脊梁骨，再一想到男人是因为自己一个电话才辛辛苦苦赶过来，而自己又要把他拒之门外，就恨不得唾弃自己一百遍。啊不，单唾弃还是不够的，得吊起来打才行。
                                                                                                                                                                “没有没有！”乔桥把门全部拉开，给周远川让了一条路，“我是没想到你真会过来，麻烦你了啊……”
                                                                                                                                                                周远川笑了笑，施施然走进宋祁言的公寓，一点要客气的意思都没有。
                                                                                                                                                                “周先生你现在这儿坐会儿，我跟宋导说一声……”乔桥手忙脚乱地引着周远川坐到沙发里，结果一回头正看到宋祁言双手抱胸斜倚着卧室门框看着她，男人左手里还拿着两板小药片，正被夹在修长的手指间缓慢地捻动着。
                                                                                                                                                                乔桥顿时浑身僵住。
                                                                                                                                                                “哈哈，”乔桥干巴巴地笑了两声，“宋、宋导你出来啦？”
               

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