第一百零五章逃跑(4/8)

                                                                                                  她随便找了个椅子呆坐了片刻，实在有些无聊就随手翻了翻桌面上那本摊开一半的书，都是些晦涩难懂的东西，看了几行就放弃了。
                                                                                                                                                                “不喜欢？”
                                                                                                                                                                磁性的男音在乔桥身后响起，乔桥惊了一下，回头才发现不知道什么时候梁季泽已经回来了，正靠在那个一看就价值不菲的水晶酒柜上看着她。
                                                                                                                                                                因为礼服外套已经在片场扔给了乔桥，此时他上身只简单地穿着一套衬衣马甲，腰线被后排扣绷得很漂亮，弧度刚刚好，虽然年近四十，但能看得出在很用心地管理身材。
                                                                                                                                                                “也不是不喜欢。”乔桥老实地回答，“只是看不太懂。”
                                                                                                                                                                梁季泽笑了笑，他随手从酒柜中取出瓶红酒，给乔桥倒了一杯递过去：“尝尝，特意准备来招待你的。”
                                                                                                                                                                乔桥一直惦记着监控录像的事，实在没心思喝酒，但又不敢直接拒绝，只好接过来胡乱啜了几口就放下了。
                                                                                                                                                                “好喝吗？”梁季泽饶有兴致地追问，乔桥发现他今晚心情似乎不错，还有闲心问这种无关紧要的问题。
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                           “还行……”
                                                 

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