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                                                                                                       思雨在浴室里简单冲了个凉，换好了轻便的居家服，走出房间。她在家里穿着一向清凉，上身套了件是棉质的小背心，下身包里在短裤里，衣服的布料勾勒出上翘的曲线，浑圆的臀瓣把沾水的布料撑的紧绷绷的，看上去弹性十足。
                                                                                                                                                                脚上穿着一双夹脚的拖鞋，当她走到半弧形的楼梯上时，看到陆志远正端着一个大砂锅从厨房走进餐厅。
                                                                                                                                                                “老爸。”思雨甜腻的打着招呼，三步并作两步，从楼梯上嗖得一下跳了下来，像只小飞燕似的冲到了她爸爸近前。
                                                                                                                                                                “思雨回来了，几点到家的，我怎么不知道。”看到女儿，陆志远露出了开心的笑容，边问边端着汤锅走向铺着白布的餐桌。
                                                                                                                                                                “在你打电话的时候啊。我来帮你端吧。”思雨伸手要夺过他手中的汤锅。
                                                                                                                                                                “哎，算了，算了。”陆志远忙躲开，笑着摇头道，“这么重的东西，会烫到你的。”
                                                                                                                                                                “阿雨，你去布置碗筷吧。”思云的声音从陆志远的背后传来，从她厨房走出，手中端着一个盛菜的大盘子。
                                                                                                                                                                “哦。”思雨的语调中有着明显的下降音，不情愿的转身走向厨房。在背后传来陆志远关切的话语，“思云，这种烫手的东西我来就好，你去和思雨收拾碗筷吧。”
                                                                                                                                                                “没事爸，我能行。”思云浅笑着回答。
                                                                                                              

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