第七十一章抽丝剥茧(3/8)

                                                                                                                                    “我可不是擅自登门。”周远川笑了笑，“我是有邀请人的。”
                                                                                                                                                                宋祁言盯着周远川看了两秒，才缓慢地把视线移到缩在角落里的乔桥身上，乔桥内心呜咽一声，知道这时候无论如何也躲不过去了，只好顶着那能冻死人的视线硬着头皮点了点头：“是、是我……”
                                                                                                                                                                “很好。”宋祁言点点头，脸色平静看不出什么喜怒，“你过来。”
                                                                                                                                                                乔桥磨磨蹭蹭地走了过去。
                                                                                                                                                                其实从乔桥把周远川让进宋祁言家门的那一刻起，她就已经做好了直面某人怒火的准备，此时更是大气也不敢出，垂头站在宋祁言面前，一副‘你要打要骂就冲我来吧我绝对不还手’的委屈样子。
                                                                                                                                                                可等了半天也没等到想象中的狂风暴雨，乔桥刚要抬头，一只微凉的手就落在了乔桥的头顶上，轻轻揉了揉她的发顶。
                                                                                                                                                                “你啊。”男人低低地叹息一声，“还是不信我。”
                                                                                                                                                                乔桥茫然地看向宋祁言，男人却似乎并不打算继续这个话题，他回避了乔桥的视线，只是把药片塞进乔桥手里：“先把药吃了，热水厨房里有，我跟他说几句话。”
                                                                                                                                                                他，自然指的是这公寓里的另一个大活人，周远川了。
                                                                                                                                 

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