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                                                      温素青也怕二妹那个冒失鬼过来,拿出熟悉的玉女穿梭,按狗低头,拗步拉弓,度过逼里生涩,八云出岫,流水般上下颠簸屁股,把臂拦门横铁闩,不住气地攀崖附壁,胸前两个脑壳壳,跟着风摆荷叶,二珠戏龙……
                                                                                                                                                                
                                                                                                                                                                “二姐姐,二姐姐,咋把门关了哩?二姐姐,干啥哩里面喘气,咱屋里还机器抽水唧唧响?”
                                                                                                                                                                温素青正顺风顺水登顶望崖,被妹妹这一闹,不上不下,憋的脸红筋头胀,出气不匀;逼里更是烟囱阴天进了倒灌风,邪火乱冒。
                                                                                                                                                                
                                                                                                                                                                
                                                                                                                                                                刘作伐觉察不对劲,睁开眼,停下自己练功,两个白蛇吐信,温素青“啊呀——”死死咬住嘴唇,逼里一阵翻江倒海,浑身抽了筋一样舒乏,心地坦荡!
                                                                                                                                                                “二妹哩,就,就开哩别嚷嚷——嗯嗯——嗯嗯——”
                                                                                                                                                                “俺才走出去一会,就把门关了,不叫俺住哩?”二妹嘟囔着,看着二姐软瘫瘫地坐在床沿,且不管,过去拽着小神手。
                                                                                                                                                                “你给俺看看,俺有毛病没有?”把手里的手,放到额上,两眼,巴巴地瞧着。
                                                                                    

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