第七十一章月若无恨月常圆(2/23)

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                                                                                                                        她还从未在人前哭过。
                                                                                                                                                                眼前浮现出心仪之人的面容,那略带严厉的神情,此刻显得格外模糊却又格外清晰。
                                                                                                                                                                
                                                                                                                                                                
                                                                                                                                                                “白若麟!”她尖叫着扭动,多年习武,她的力道总归是要比寻常女子大得多,挣扎中,脚掌似乎踢到了他赤裸的大腿接近根部的位置。
                                                                                                                                                                不行……光靠自己,无论如何……也不可能再抵抗多久。
                                                                                                                                                                她咬了咬牙,再也顾不得羞耻之心,准备放开嗓子求救。
                                                                                                                                                                “你好吵……”
                                                                                                                                                                随着一声冷冰冰的话,一团布塞进了她的嘴里。
                                                                                                                                                                那是一件亵裤,带着些腥臊的味道,带着些淡淡的咸味,紧紧塞住了她的嘴巴,把嘶吼堵成了绝望的呜咽。
                                                                                                                                                              

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