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“子人格？”乔桥茫然地反问了一遍，“那是什么？”
                                                                                                                                                                “真可怜。”男人没有回答问题，而是率先捡起车厢里散落的衣服披在乔桥裸露的身体上，“他总是这么暴戾，对你是这样，对我也是这样。”
                                                                                                                                                                脸上的表情，说话的语气，递衣服的动作，都那么温柔平和，却又陌生得让人浑身发冷。
                                                                                                                                                                梁季泽在搞什么？他又要弄什么新花样？难道刚才那快要把自己折腾死的性爱都没满足他，所以非要玩角色扮演吗？
                                                                                                                                                                否则为什么几秒之间就像完全换了一个人似的？
                                                                                                                                                                “不过，我倒要好好谢谢你，如果不是你触发了转换，我可能还会被一直压制下去，想获得控制权不知要等到什么时候。”
                                                                                                                                                                说完，他还轻笑了一声，喉结微微颤动，尾音带上了一点鼻腔共振，酥酥软软的，非常好听，与梁季泽惯常的低沉冷酷的哼笑截然不同。
                                                                                                                                                                甚至连发音方式都改变了？！
                                                                                                                                                                乔桥抓着衣服，警惕地瞪着他，闭紧嘴巴不肯说话。
                                                                                                                                                                “看，这里都青了。”他垂下视线看到乔桥腿上的掐痕，手掌轻轻覆上去，恰到好处地按摩着为她活血化瘀。
                                                                                                                  

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