第一百一十二章哭泣(3/4)

                                 “怕不怕痛？”南阡陌笑。
                                                                                                                                                                “不怕。”随后邹贝问；“什么东西？”
                                                                                                                                                                “先就回答了不怕，现在又问是什么，想什么那么出神？”南阡陌深邃的丹凤眼带著温柔的笑意，人并未靠近，保持著伸手就能触碰到她的距离。
                                                                                                                                                                “先喷了药再说。”挽起护腕，南阡陌蹲了下去，刚好邹贝已经换上拖鞋，刚才在医院袜子早被扔到哪里去都找不到，这会子倒是方便了南阡陌，轻轻扯过邹贝的右脚，脚跟握在手掌里；“忍著点。”
                                                                                                                                                                邹贝能感受那细微动作，面颊烧得厉害，心境忐忑恍惚，右脚想收回，小扯了一下，无果，只得闭上眼帘；“不……不要。”
                                                                                                                                                                找出医院开的喷雾剂，南阡陌对著邹贝的脚喷了几下，凉悠悠的感觉传来，微胀的感觉消去了一大半，邹贝呼一口气；“好凉。”
                                                                                                                                                                南阡陌突然一笑；“是么。”片刻换做左手拖住邹贝的脚跟，右手覆盖上去，轻轻一搓；“现在呢？”
                                                                                                                                                                上一刻感觉稍微缓解了点疼痛的邹贝，这会眼泪啪啪只掉；一声轻微的惨叫脱口而出；“啊！那么疼，你别揉了，别揉了。”她有点顶不住那个痛，明明不碰就好，为什么又是按，又是搓，还带揉，剧烈的抽搐，邹贝已经没形象的往后面倒了过去；“天呐…我不要了，肯定比刚才还要肿了。”
                                                                                                                                                                “不揉了，不揉了。”南阡陌站起来，把托在手里的脚给她放回沙发上，满眼都是笑意；“别嚎。明天肯定能消肿。”
                                                                                                                          

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