第一百二十三章罅缝(1/4)

温素青听见窗户棂猛然响了两声，以为天上下大雨扑打窗户哩，一愣怔，就要喊娘，又一愣怔，不对劲，夏天的雨，哪有只响两声？疑惑着站起来，又传来两响——谁作怪哩？自己哥哥，从来没有这样哩，何况都九点半了？早就睡下哩。
                                                                                                                                                                “谁哩？”温素青有些胆怯，瞟一眼大腿露在外头的妹妹，这妮子，睡着了恁死，姐还要你壮胆哩。
                                                                                                                                                                “俺哩——”
                                                                                                                                                                “哎呀——”温素青激灵地差点坐地上，咋刚想了一会这冤家，冤家就到了门口，难道自己会拘咒语？呸，自己又为这点想法吐口吐沫，自己想着的是人，又不是魂儿！
                                                                                                                                                                屁股用劲，整个人撞向门，“快哩，快哩……”手软软地扯开门栓，整个力气好像都用尽了，身子就要跌地上，又温温地被拥抱住，力气霎时山大，张嘴咬，咬着送上来的嘴唇，力气好似都拴在上头，拼命地吸唆，身子跟着不当家地抖摆。
                                                                                                                                                                两手盘住脖子，胸脯突突地顶着，人浑不知地，变作白白净净，两件衣服，不知哪去偷懒哩。
                                                                                                                                                                热剌剌地夹住伸过来的硬脑壳，温素青才苏醒过来，“好同学，咋着想死俺哩。”
                                                                                                                                                                “前天不来哩，咋会哩？”
                                                                                                                                                                “你摸摸……”按住一只不老实的手，却按在高高硬硬的圆堆上，又被一番揉摸，上面的紫脑壳，楞铮铮地精神十足，自己瞧着，都发痒，身子跟着往前找那硬硬的，往里夹，往里吸，一辈子没有吃过啥似的！
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