紾藏版1八Я影視ρó18んυЬ.cóм                                                                                                             早上醒来，他已经起了，顾烟懒懒的拥着被子，鼻间有他身上的古龙水味道。                                                                                                             她的衣厨小，所以他的换洗外套还是每天家里人送过来，反正也是g洗的，她帮不上忙。其他的内k之类的全都和她的挤在一起，门口大大的灰se拖鞋摆在她的蓝se拖鞋旁边，浴室里她的洗面n旁边扔着他的须后水，两只亲昵并肩的牙刷共享一个牙刷杯，两条他们一起在超市买的毛巾，她用粉红se，他用粉蓝se。                                                                                                             一个礼拜，他在这里住七天。                                                                                                             有时半夜他起来去卫生间，矮矮的门框会撞到他的头，她睡梦里迷迷糊糊听他低声呼痛，心里觉得好笑，早上醒来时嘴角还是弯的。                                                                                                             “起床了。”他做完早餐，过来叫她。                                                                                                             “唔。”她伸手去g他脖子，被子滑落，露出大片雪白的肌肤，深深浅浅都是吻痕。                                                                                                             他低头给她一个绵长的早安吻。                                                                                                             越吻越深，大手也伸进薄被里在她不着存缕的身上游移，“唔，今天不要起床了好不好？我也不去上班。”梁飞凡喘着粗气在她耳边哄她。                                                                                                             “我约了桑桑——”她神智还算清明。                                                                                                             “不要去。”他的手在她身上撩起一片火热，她扭动着蛮腰被他的手指送上云端。                                                                                                             “不行！”她往床的里侧一滚，他扑了个空，没压到她。                                                                                                             梁飞凡咬牙切齿的扯她裹着的被子往外拖，“小东西，吃饱了就想逃？恩？”                                                                                                             顾烟躲着他的手，快乐的尖叫最终还是被他都吃进嘴里。                                                                                                             等他心满意足的起床去上班，顾烟已经又昏昏沉沉的卷着被子窝在床上了。                                                                                                             秦桑的脾气，顾烟算是见识了。                                                                                                             开着会呢，猪头例行品b各部门的业绩，批评了业务组几句，话锋转到客户关系上，便笑嘻嘻的说业务部第一个要拉拢讨好的大客户就是秦桑，有了五少爷撑腰就不愁吃喝了。                                                                                                             大家都笑着看秦桑，秦桑冷冷的笑，犀利的眼神看的猪头一抖，“真不巧，我要辞职了。你们只好喝西北风去了。”                                                                                                             她慢慢的一个字一个字的说。                                                                                                             猪头一下子冷了脸，再怎么样她还是他的职员，开个玩笑都不行？                                                                                                             “秦桑！”陈姐低喝阻止。                                                                                                             秦桑根本谁都不理，推开椅子，优雅的起身，摘下工作牌往桌上一放，撂下句“辞职信我改天请我的助理送过来，先走了。”                                                                                                             走的那叫一个潇洒。                                                                                                             对于猪头有意无意拿她们当青楼的红牌姑娘炫耀，顾烟也是反感的，只是随x如她，也没想过像秦桑做的这么拽。到底是t验生活来的作家，就是不一样呵。                                                                                                             秦桑心里还是不舒服的，走到哪里，做什么，别人都用透过你看另一个人的眼神敬仰，这种滋味，对秦桑这样一贯骄傲的人来说，是难熬的。                                                                                                             顾烟有些明白，这几个月，脱离了梁飞凡的全心庇佑，她懂了许多。                                                                                                             秦桑听说顾烟自己给自己放了假，也准备辞职，高兴非常，约了顾烟一起去疯。                                                                                                             小离自从上次在酒吧醉翻差点被欺负之后，她家的腹黑先生再也不许她出去疯，顾烟和秦桑对陈遇白这个笑面藏刀的家伙都有点怵，想了想还是不要拉上她了。                                                                                                             “这套怎么样？”秦桑兴冲冲的问顾烟意见，既然是庆祝自由，当然得打扮的辣一点。                                                                                                             “呃，领口高了一点。”顾烟诚实的给意见。                                                                                                             秦桑英雄所见略同的点头，换了下来。                                                                                                             “这套呢？”                                                                                                             顾烟倒x1一口凉气，“这套的话，桑桑，我们得叫上四纪一起，不然你肯定会被人掳跑。”秦桑气质诡异的多变，穿上这套白se铅笔裙，清纯中带着诱惑，顾烟看了都不舍的把眼睛挪开。                                                                                                             “好的呀，她窝家里留头发呢，喊她来，给她也挑一套，然后嘛，我们两个工薪阶层的，让她请客。”秦桑笑的眼睛弯弯。                                                                                                             纪南的头发已经过耳朵了，软趴趴的盖着，看上去就是个特招人心疼的少nv。她来时穿着大大的t恤，盖过了热k，露着两条白生生的大腿，踏着帆布鞋，和十七八岁的高中生一样。                                                                                                             顾烟和秦桑一见她就上去掐她脸，“四纪，你也太好命了吧？nv扮男装几年时光倒是倒流了，neng的滴水。”                                                                                                             “少废话，给，买完走人。”纪南甩给旁边的导购一张信用卡，本来约了李岩烧烤去的，这两个祸害说买了衣服才发现没带钱，她只好来江湖救急。                                                                                                             “这件你的！”秦桑递给她一件黑se小礼服。                                                                                                             “g嘛？喂！你们两个sinv人！”纪南接过，被顾烟推进了换衣室。                                                                                                             她们三个几乎把整个pub给high翻。                                                                                                             秦桑穿着白se的小礼服，前面是中规中矩的样子，背后却是一直到腰才有布料，她挽起头发，露出整个光滑的后背，凹凸有致的身材妩媚似水。顾烟水蓝se的裙子是几十层的纱层层迭迭做成的，随便一个转身都飘逸似仙，她放下一头波浪卷的长发，化着清淡的妆，清纯中透着谜样的气质，在舞动中飘忽如蝶。纪南着一身黑se的紧身裙装，最简单不过的吊带款式，露出两条纤细雪白的长腿，x感迷人。                                                                                                             “桑桑，如果我告诉那个男人，他搭着的那个是纪南纪四少爷，他的下巴会不会掉下来？”顾烟附在秦桑耳边吃吃的笑。                                                                                                             秦桑还没回答，那边纪南就出了大动静。                                                                                                             那个不长眼的男人，竟然把手伸入纪南的衣领，吃起了豆腐，纪四少爷一个标准的过肩摔，那个人立马躺在地上直接陷入昏迷。                                                                                                             可是，很糟糕的是，这么短的裙子，实在不宜打架。围上来的人越来越多，她们三个开始着急了，这个时候，纪南根本没脸跳出来说：别动！我是纪四！                                                                                                             人也不信啊！                                                                                                             “桑桑，”纪南扭头低声问，“刚刚，你有给我的裙子里面加安全k吗？”                                                                                                             秦桑看了眼四周，镇定的回答，“没有。”                                                                                                             顾烟小声加了一句，“还有啊，四纪，你的内k，是镂空的。”                                                                                                             纪南绝望。                                                                                                             这就是老五他们常说的那句了吧：千年道行一朝丧。                                                                                                             李岩转着笔，不紧不慢，一丝不苟，“姓名？”                                                                                                             “顾烟。”                                                                                                             “秦桑。”                                                                                                             “……纪南。”                                                                                                             “唔，年纪？”                                                                                                             “这个，你们两个还没排过八字吗？”秦桑歪着脑袋故作天真的问李岩。                                                                                                             李岩清咳一声，“严肃点！”                                                                                                             “为什么闹事？”                                                                                                             “因为，那个人吃你老婆的豆腐。”顾烟轻笑，对李岩说。                                                                                                             纪南难堪的呜咽一声，脸红成番茄，修长的手指捂上眼睛，怎么会衰成这样！竟然有人报了警，他们几个都被送进了警局！                                                                                                             还好金盆洗手了，她果然是不适宜再混这道上了。                                                                                                             李岩放下纸笔，靠在椅背上，噙着笑打量那个放了他鸽子的小nv人，黑se的小礼服衬的她肌肤如雪，白皙的脸上一抹红晕，小巧的五官漂亮jing致，为他蓄起的半长头发用发蜡打的竖起，显出脖子的修长美好，领口往下的起伏看的他瞬间口g舌燥。                                                                                                             秦桑轻撞顾烟，笑呵呵的说：“顾烟，我们是不是该先出去？”                                                                                                             顾烟询问的看向李岩，他略微一点头，她们便笑着起来，留两人独处。                                                                                                             在警局里闲逛还是第一次，秦桑这边看看那边m0m0，掏出手机来不停的记，灵感如泉涌。                                                                                                             两个人正说笑，一个人急急的走进来，差点撞倒顾烟，“对不起。”                                                                                                             “亦城。”顾烟微笑。                                                                                                             方亦城本要放开的手又抓紧，“你没事吧？”他闯了几个红灯一路飞车来的，哪知道她到了警局了。                                                                                                             “没事，闹着玩儿呢。呃……你最好不要进去，李岩和四纪在里面——”                                                                                                             “——审讯。”秦桑一本正经的接过话。                                                                                                             顾烟知道她脑子里的构图，无奈的笑笑。同时尽量小幅度的挣脱开他的手。                                                                                                             “你——”顾烟忽然注意到他竟然穿着双拖鞋。                                                                                                             “李岩说你出事了，吓我一跳——我已经睡下了。”他挠挠头，熟悉的动作看的顾烟心里一软。                                                                                                             秦桑了然的在两人脸上巡视了遍，这厮长的很不错，看周围人对他的毕恭毕敬，估计身份也很不错，看他看着顾烟的神情嘛，更不错。呵，daboss的对手和他本人旗鼓相当，还不算辱没他。                                                                                                             顾烟和他说着话，却觉得不对，他脸颊不正常的cha0红，眼睛亮亮的，手上的温度也高的惊人。                                                                                                             “亦城，你在发烧？”她m0了m0他的额头，烫的厉害。                                                                                                             “恩，稍微有点。”被她这么一提醒，刚才紧绷着的弦一松，他又觉得浑身无力。                                                                                                             “我送你们回去。”他打起jing神。                                                                                                             “我自己开车来的，”秦桑婉拒，“你们先走吧，我还要在这里再搜集一下灵感。”她意有所指的看向纪南所在的审讯室。