第一百一十七章(1/7)

“你。”“您给我一个解释的机会！不然我不会让开的。”秦霜颤抖着手指着许麟，气的俏脸煞白，忽然狠狠一甩手，扭身往房间走去。许麟打定主意必须要争取到一个求饶的机会，所以亦步亦趋的跟在她身后。
                                                                                                                                                                秦霜自然感受到了身后的影子，来到房门口，她猛的转过头，刚要呵斥，谁知许麟却是没刹住车，脚步一个趔趄，将她抱了个满怀。所幸许麟下盘够稳，及时止住了步伐，才没有带着秦霜摔到地上。
                                                                                                                                                                “松开！”“哦~”许麟规规矩矩的将秦霜扶好后，松开了手，带着一脸苦笑讨好的表情。“哼~”秦霜又是冷哼了一声，扭身打开了门。
                                                                                                                                                                在秦霜即将把门关上之际，许麟顾不得那么多，急忙伸出一只手放进了门缝。因为害怕许麟跟进来，秦霜这一下门关的又快又急，“砰”的一声狠狠砸在了许麟手背上。
                                                                                                                                                                
                                                                                                                                                                高档的房子意味着所有东西都是真材实料的，房门是实心的红木，而门的边缘又无比的尖锐，狠狠砸上手背。剧烈的疼痛让许麟额头上都暴起了青筋。
                                                                                                                                                                
                                                                                                                                                                
                                                                                                                                                                但他只是压着声音闷哼了一声。秦霜关门时就看到了许麟的手，心里猛的一跳，但想要收力却是来不及了。
                                                                                                                                                                想要狠下心不管，可眼看他的手背迅速的肿起了一个大包，甚至渗出了鲜红的血液，她却是慌了，心里一阵自责，忙打开门，焦急的问道：“没事吧？”许麟疼的额头都冒出了冷汗，但还是挤出一抹

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