返航

来。                                                                                                             梁飞凡发了疯一样把她从上午折磨到夜幕降临。最后结束时,她趴在床上,被他从后面重重的贯穿,哭的声嘶力竭,终于,一gu热流在她t内热热的喷s开来,他的身t也抖动起来。他一放手,她就倒在床上,上身趴着,雪t还维持着刚刚的姿势高高翘着,看的他眼又是一热。                                                                                                             “不要了……飞凡……求求你!求求你!”她闷闷的从被子里有气无力的发出声音求他。                                                                                                             他已经抚上她雪白t肉的手放下,小心翼翼的抱起她,在床上放平。                                                                                                             “你到底怎么了?”她无力的趴在他x口,轻声问他。                                                                                                             “没事,想你了。”他淡淡的。                                                                                                             “想到连生意都不要做了就跑回来?”她撑起脑袋笑着看他。                                                                                                             梁飞凡眼睛直视着天花板某处,牵强的扯了扯嘴角。                                                                                                             他很想告诉她,他的飞机还没有落地,容岩的电话就打进了机上的电话。                                                                                                             “哥,烟姐去酒吧了。”                                                                                                             “知道了。”他漫不经心的回答,他知道她下午约了秦桑。                                                           


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