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                                                                                                                                                 孟晓涵东张西望了一下，拽拽赵涛的衣角，小声说：“还是你靠窗吧，我……怕你晕车。”
                                                                                                                                                                “啊？”赵涛故意装了个傻，“我可从没晕过火车。”
                                                                                                                                                                “嗯……”孟晓涵的眉心微微皱起，端详了一下他的表情和那促狭的眼神，咬了咬唇，凑近点，压低声音说，“我不想你坐中间，我……不开心。”
                                                                                                                                                                “好，交换。”赵涛伸手捏了捏她的小嘴，笑着起来把她换到了中间。
                                                                                                                                                                没有扶手碍事，孟晓涵干脆直接偎在了他的身上，俩人占了一个半座，把剩下的小半个便宜了身边的时髦女郎。
                                                                                                                                                                “不觉得你的车票买赔了吗？”赵涛看着她让出的那些地方，忍不住调侃了一句。
                                                                                                                                                                她微红着脸，窝在他怀里，小声说：“我不喜欢香水味。”
                                                                                                                                                                其实那香水味并不比花露水刺鼻，但她这么找了借口，他当然没必要继续追究。
                                                                                                                                                                她愿意靠着，又不是坏事。
                                                                                                                                                                开出一个多小时后，身边其他四个人都靠着座位打起了盹，孟晓涵闭上眼眯了一会儿，抬手搓了搓胳膊，小声道：“赵

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