第三百八十章给我画张画儿(2/12)

                                                                                                    “哪是什么客，是你叔。”“叔叔好。”女孩甜甜地叫了一声，大卫不好意思地应了一声。这么大的一个姑娘叫他一个二十三岁的小伙子叔叔，他有一点儿不太习惯。
                                                                                                                                                                听杨文文说孩子快十七了，可那身子却已经凹凸有致，尤其是胸臀格外丰满。但又绝对不是肥臀大胸的那种。
                                                                                                                                                                那腰很是纤细，对比比较明显一些。鼓鼓的胸脯让那米黄色的毛衣格外上了档次。
                                                                                                                                                                翻领的毛衣将本来应该露出来的白晰的脖颈包住，更让人遐想。女孩的手伸过来接大卫手里的包的时候，短短的袖子下面露出了一截削了皮的藕一样的手腕儿来。
                                                                                                                                                                那细长匀溜的手指让大卫的目光在那上面多停了几秒钟。“雅文，给你黄叔倒杯水。”杨文文好像刚睡醒的样子。
                                                                                                                                                                “哎。”那女孩爽快地应着，俨然在这家里生活了多少年的孩子。一点也没见出生疏来。
                                                                                                                                                                大卫有些放心了。“过来就过来，还带了东西干嘛。”杨文文还穿着睡衣。
                                                                                                                                                                也没打算再换衣服。她与大卫并排坐在那长条沙发上。
                                                                                                                                                                雅文端了一杯子水来，嫩绿的茶叶有几片飘浮在水面上，轻轻地晃动着。大卫伸手去接了杯子，无意间触到了雅文的手指。
                                                                                                                                                   

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