这是梁飞凡第一次进来这间小公寓。                                                                                                             小小的沙发，小小的地毯，小小的桌子，他高大的身躯在里面显的有点温馨的尴尬。                                                                                                             “喏。”顾烟递给他一杯水，他接过来喝了，在沙发上坐下，仰着放松。                                                                                                             看他俊朗的脸一半隐在y影里，格外疲倦的样子，不由得坐到他身边去，“很累？吃过晚饭了没？”                                                                                                             梁飞凡恩了一声，大手一g把她收入怀里，她稍稍挣扎，他两手箍过来，把她牢牢的抱在怀里，“别动，让我抱一会。”                                                                                                             她真的不动。                                                                                                             良久，他磨蹭着她的头顶，她柔软的头发磨的他的心都软软如水，“你笨手笨脚的，会做吃的东西吗？”                                                                                                             她本来软软的趴在他怀里，手围着他jing瘦的腰，晕晕乎乎的闻着他好闻的熟悉味道，心下一片宁静。听他这么贬低她的厨艺，气呼呼的推开他站起来，想着骂他两句，他却斜着一双好看的丹凤眼眼似笑非笑的看过来，就呐呐说不出口，一甩手往厨房去了。                                                                                                             梁飞凡看她气呼呼的背影，在厨房昏h的灯下忙碌的样子像个新婚的小妻子，他的眼神渐渐温暖，这一刻，很好。就这样吧，就这样就很好。                                                                                                             她吃过晚饭了，冰箱里并没有太多的存储，翻了半天，清炒了一个土豆丝，拍了一根h瓜凉拌，煮了j蛋番茄汤，又摆上超市买来的泡菜。盛了一碗饭出来，喊他过来吃，“吃饭啦。”                                                                                                             顾烟有点不好意思，太简陋了点，他那么累的样子，该给他做点有营养的吃。                                                                                                             梁飞凡倒是没嫌弃，拿起筷子就吃，顾烟看他吃得香，欢喜的问：“好吃么？”                                                                                                             “恩。”                                                                                                             “真的？”                                                                                                             “呃，可以不是真的么？”                                                                                                             “梁飞凡！”                                                                                                             梁飞凡笑出声来，“下次，做点荤的。我又不是和尚。”                                                                                                             “呃，我不敢碰生肉和鱼虾。”她总觉得，j鸭鱼肉，洗g净弄熟了，吃的时候就总想着它们血淋淋的样子，就咽不下了。她搬出来后，想吃荤的了就去饭店打包回来，自己再做点素的。                                                                                                             梁飞凡含笑瞥了她一眼，继续埋头喝汤。                                                                                                             顾烟撑着下巴笑眯眯的看他乖乖吃完，基于安全考虑，他不能有特别的饮食喜好为人知，所以他一向吃的很少，这样畅快的吃东西，怕是没有过的。                                                                                                             在她柔柔的目光里梁飞凡把所有的饭菜都一扫而空。                                                                                                             他去浴室漱了口出来，她正在桌边收拾碗筷，低着的颈弯出美好的弧度，柔软昏h的灯光打在上面，折s出些许金hse的光，看的他心里痒痒的。                                                                                                             “吓我一跳！”顾烟被他忽然从后面抱住，他呼出的热气喷在耳朵后面，她的身子就有点软                                                                                                             梁飞凡细细把她的耳朵和脖子吻了一遍，气息越来越热，在她脖子上仔仔细细的吮出一个个泛红的印记，手也不规矩的伸进了衣服里，一路往上r0un1e。她瘦了，他还是喜欢她以前腰上有点小肉的感觉。                                                                                                             被他这样又啃又捏的，顾烟在他怀里渐渐软下去，他炙热的坚y抵着她的大腿根，隔着两层薄薄的布料，她甚至能感受到上面的脉搏跳动，她的内k上很快sh了开来。他的手探了进来，慢慢的r0u碾，稍微用了力拉扯一下，便听到她一声j1a0heng，“飞凡……”                                                                                                             “我知道……乖，来了，”他哑着嗓子哄她，温柔的hanzhu她的唇，x1shun，辗转。她实在够滑润，一个用力中指便滑了进去，她的neng肉从四面八方涌来，如饥似渴的hanzhu了那根手指，细腻紧致的感觉让他发疯，又添了一根食指进去，两根手指慢慢的顶入，ch0u出。她扭着腰，下意识的用力x1住他的手指，随着他的□上下迎合，他感觉到她的迫切，力道变大，整根的顶入，在neng壁上滑过，用力碾，再全部拔出，快速的□。                                                                                                             她被翻转过来，双手往后撑着，这样的姿势将一双柔软送到了他的嘴边，他隔着薄薄的t恤不客气的一口咬下，微微的疼痛，热热麻麻的su软感蔓延，他在她低声的呜咽里狠狠的x1shun，衣料在他的唇和她的绵软之间摩擦，她的嫣红y实的顶立，被他的牙齿咬住，恶意的扯弄。她身t里的手指也变换着角度，摩擦着r0ub1狠狠进出，在某一点上轻轻划过，她便是一个颤抖，他清楚她所有的软弱，“啊……重一点……”她迷乱的喊。                                                                                                             他附在她x口低低的笑了，直到她挣扎着几乎哭了出来，才满足她的要求，先是指腹狠狠的碾过她最敏感的那点，退过去后指尖一个戳进，大力点在那处。一时之间，花ye四涌，温热的冲刷着他的长指。                                                                                                             她长长的哼了一声，软倒在他怀里。                                                                                                             他ai恋的吻她，心肝宝贝的低声叫着哄着，抱她去浴室，温柔的为她擦拭下身的狼藉。                                                                                                             “飞凡……你——”顾烟被他抱在腿上，他的yuwangy的像铁一般，抵着她的后腰发疼。                                                                                                             “没事，”他在她红肿的唇上t1an了一下，暗哑的嗓音里却充满了紧绷yuwang。                                                                                                             顾烟埋在他怀里，心里温柔的不可思议。                                                                                                             看来，那个黑暗的晚上，他b她还要放不开。                                                                                                             呵，这个别扭的男人。                                                                                                             那以后，梁飞凡一有空就过来，基于口味的考虑，大多时候都是他下厨，吃完了两人相拥在沙发上看看电视聊聊天。                                                                                                             有时她不在，他就在车里等她。看他每天那么累还要跑来跑去的，她最后还是配了把钥匙给他。                                                                                                             “我饿了。”他一进门就在沙发上四仰八叉的躺着，老爷般下命令。                                                                                                             顾烟放下手里的书，走过去踢了他一脚，还是进了厨房。                                                                                                             番茄炒蛋，过了凉水的面绊了醋，搅和搅和就是一盘清亮可口的盖浇面。                                                                                                             梁飞凡大肆嘲笑了了一番，还是在她恼羞成怒前乖乖的吃了个底朝天。                                                                                                             她收过空碗，从未有过的满足感弥漫，被需要的感觉，真的很好。                                                                                                             她洗碗，他靠在厨房门边看，看着看着便不老实，从后面抱住她，埋在颈边细细的啃。                                                                                                             “今天，秦桑辞职了。”                                                                                                             “唔。”他含着她的耳垂，简短的回答。手越来越下。                                                                                                             “我也不想做了。”                                                                                                             “恩？”他一僵。                                                                                                             她瞬间知道他会错意，急急辩解，“不是说不想做这个啦！我想辞职——”说完自己好想埋进水池淹si，什么叫不是不想做……