第九章这是在一起的节奏吗？(1/6)

就连路过的旅客，看见这一对外形两眼出色的人时，也不免的多留意了几眼。
                                                                                                                                                                “喂……齐机长……齐飞……齐同志……这玩笑过火了吧……”苏拉的语气听不出好坏，就这么瞪着齐飞。
                                                                                                                                                                齐飞耸耸肩，笑的一口白牙，带了几分痞气，说着：“别问我怎么办，凉拌！”
                                                                                                                                                                “齐飞！”苏拉微微沉了语调。
                                                                                                                                                                齐飞走上前，不客气的揉乱了苏拉的头发，似笑非笑的说着：“苏乘务长常说什么？清者自清，浊者自浊。小心哟，你越是谨慎，这背后盯着你觉得你有鬼的人越多哟。”
                                                                                                                                                                说完，齐飞恶劣的弹了弹苏拉的脑门，就像对个孩子一般，宠溺的说着：“乖，快回房睡觉，明晚还要飞。”
                                                                                                                                                                “你……”苏拉看了眼齐飞，欲言又止。
                                                                                                                                                                齐飞兴味的挑挑眉，凑近了苏拉几分，在她的耳边低语着：“亲爱的，你这是在邀请我的节奏吗？要是……”
                                                                                                                                                                “呸你个精虫充脑的男人！”苏拉跳脚了。
                                                                                                                                                                接着，她头也不回的冲进电梯，不客气的关上电梯门，直接回了自己的楼层，倒床就睡。而齐飞则被苏拉惹的在原地朗声大笑。
                                                                                                                    

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