第一百一十章冲榜战（上）(2/8)

    
                                                                                                                                                                温热的鼻息越来越近，宋祁言似乎弯下腰在仔细端详着什么，敏感的耳后区域被温柔地吹拂着，酥麻顺着脊梁柱直通脚底，她又强忍了一会儿，实在受不了地假装翻了个身，从侧卧改成了平躺。
                                                                                                                                                                撩着她头发的手停顿了一会儿，然后离开了。
                                                                                                                                                                
                                                                                                                                                                
                                                                                                                                                                接着，嘴唇上落下一点温热，仍然是一个浅得不能再浅的吻，如果不是乔桥醒着，她绝对感觉不到。
                                                                                                                                                                “你啊……”
                                                                                                                                                                一声轻轻的叹息后，门再次发出一声微响，房间重归寂静。
                                                                                                                                                                不知道为什么，本来因为视频的事一直紧绷的神经竟然因为一个吻意外地放松下来，乔桥忽然觉得无比的心安，在这间充满着宋祁言味道的房间里，她仿佛找到了依靠。
                                                                                                                                                                怕什么，有宋导在呢。
                                                                                                                                                                这个念头闪过脑海，乔桥心神一松，终于坠入梦乡沉沉地睡了过去。
                                              

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