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    紾藏版1八Я影視ρó18んυЬ.cóм                                                                                                             顾烟睡了一个小时不到就醒了，腰间很酸，下身一b0b0的涌出也很是难受，翻来覆去的睡不安稳。                                                                                                             梁飞凡看见她从休息室里出来，皱了皱眉，伸手按下桌上的内线，“林秘书，把东西端进来。”                                                                                                             林秘书很快端着热气腾腾的红糖水进来，还送来了顾烟平时喜欢吃的一些小甜点。                                                                                                             顾烟捧着红糖水一点点的喝，里面加了几味调经的中药，味道有点苦苦涩涩的清香。                                                                                                             “你在看什么呀？”                                                                                                             梁飞凡埋着头，扬了扬手里的文件，略带嘲讽，“你不会以为你晕了韦博的开发案就算赢了吧？”                                                                                                             顾烟白了他一眼，捧着杯子走过去，韦博的开发案和耀林的摆在一起。梁飞凡在上面用笔写写划划做了一些记号。                                                                                                             “你觉得，哪个b较好？”顾烟放下杯子问他。                                                                                                             梁飞凡没说话，把耀林的往前推了推。                                                                                                             顾烟皱眉，“为什么啊？”                                                                                                             她软软的咬着尾音，疑问的语气，听在梁飞凡耳里，却是缠缠绕绕的波动。                                                                                                             “梁氏需要的合作伙伴应该要有稳定的水准。顾明珠近来太过急进，整个团队都有些浮躁。”梁飞凡说起公事来一板一眼。                                                                                                             顾烟嗤之以鼻，“你是说，我的加入拉低了韦博的水准喽？”                                                                                                             “那么你觉得，顾明珠是看中了什么才要你进韦博？你的良好记忆力？”                                                                                                             顾烟不高兴了，甩手把文件丢给他，“我也很努力呀——你自小学的这个，当然不觉得难了。”                                                                                                             她穿着黑se的套装，肌肤如雪，一生气脸上稍稍有了些血se，更是美目流转，yan丽不可方物。                                                                                                             梁飞凡再也y不起心肠，微微一扯她，把她拉在怀里，把杯子递到她嘴边，“好了好了，说不得，再喝一点。开的那些调理的药，多久没喝了？”                                                                                                             顾烟面se忽然一冷，“我有喝药。”                                                                                                             她的身t一直有专人配药调理，就算后来搬出了梁家，每个月也有人专门送煎好的药来。                                                                                                             “恩？”他的手伸入她的衣摆，在她小腹上轻轻的r0u。                                                                                                             “吃了几回事后药之后就又开始痛了。”她低头摆弄着衣服上的纽扣，想起上次，也是在这里，陈允之微笑着递过来白se的药瓶。                                                                                                             梁飞凡似乎是低低的叹息了一声。                                                                                                             “我要回公司了。”话不投机半句多，她要站起来，又被他一把拉回去，搂的更紧。                                                                                                             “很痛？”他的下巴搁在她肩上，在她耳边低低的问。                                                                                                             顾烟想了想，一语双关，“你指哪里？”                                                                                                             身上，还是心里？                                                                                                             “梁飞凡，你不是说我们再无关系了吗？现在这样，又算什么呢？”她幽幽的问身后的人。                                                                                                             梁飞凡忽然狠狠的在她肩上咬了一口，隔着衣服重重的透过来。                                                                                                             顾烟尖叫，挣脱来开，扯下一边的领子，红红的一圈牙印。她怒目而视，“你变态啊！”                                                                                                             雪白的肌肤上醒目的暧昧痕迹，梁飞凡眼里一暗，猛的站起来，她还没反应过来，就被他圈在怀里。他拉开她的衣领，低头去吮那一处牙印。                                                                                                             “顾烟，b起把你留在身边，我其实更愿意彻底的忘掉你——如果可以的话。你不知道你折腾的我多难受。”他的力道加重，在她的颈上边吻边说。                                                                                                             顾烟心里一刺，“metoo！”                                                                                                             梁飞凡把她按向自己，吻上她倔强的小嘴，在她唇上轻咬，舌头t1an开她的牙关，拖出她的小舌头，野蛮的含在嘴里吮。                                                                                                             顾烟的舌根被他扯的很痛，模模糊糊的kangyi，拳头在他x膛上用力的捶，被他握住了放在x口r0u。                                                                                                             “梁总裁是不是现在又亢奋了？有些话还是说清楚的好，我现在——不是很享受。”他终于放过了她发疼的舌，顾烟气喘吁吁的说。                                                                                                             梁飞凡扯开了她的衣服，在她x口啃着，气息不稳的叹：“记仇的小东西。”                                                                                                             顾烟眼圈红了，别过脸去，冷冷的，“男欢nvai时就宝贝小乖的哄着，拉上k子就甩药片给支票——梁飞凡，你现在当我什么？”                                                                                                             梁飞凡停下挑逗，抬起头来，仔仔细细的看她，“顾烟，你变了。”                                                                                                             她会记住他的话了，她会去考虑他们之间的关系了，她不是以前那个什么都不愿意去想的随x如烟的nv子了。                                                                                                             “哪有人一直不变的，周遭发生的每一件事，出现的每一个人，都是会改变人的。你总说我任x——飞凡，是谁允了我任x的特权？你宠的我上天，再把我狠狠拉下来，踩着我说谁许你上去的！你不觉得，你很可笑么？”顾烟认认真真的问他。                                                                                                             梁飞凡由衷的佩服起顾明珠来，顾烟跟着她短短几个月，言谈之间b以前锋利明朗了许多。整理好她的衣服，把她按在他的椅子上，他靠着办公桌，抱着肩，脸se凝重，“那么，顾烟，你告诉我我应该怎么做？我想要的，你不愿意给。我能怎么样？反反复复的，你以为折腾的只有你么？”                                                                                                             “如果我不是知道你也备受折磨，你以为我还愿意这样与你面对面的谈么？”顾烟皱眉，“梁飞凡，我不是不吃醋，我是相信你。我相信你绝对不会碰其他的nv人。”                                                                                                             不是不在意，只是，我信任你。                                                                                                             梁飞凡的眼眶热热的。                                                                                                             好感人的一句话。                                                                                                             他屈身半跪在椅子前，双手抓着扶手，吻上她的唇，先是温柔的t1an，浅浅的尝，又觉得不够，把她整张嘴hanzhu，牙齿轻轻的咬她的双唇，再用力的吮。她自动自发的张开小嘴，伸过来软软的小舌头，学着他的样子，在他嘴里到处的t1an，点点的留下火花。                                                                                                             梁飞凡及时停下了这个吻。他还记得她的身子不方便。                                                                                                             “为什么不告诉我？这些话，你从来没跟我说过。”他嗓音低哑，眼神灼热。                                                                                                             顾烟伸手去捏他轮廓刚毅的脸，“我以为，你知道。”                                                                                                             她故意委委屈屈的语气引的梁飞凡按下她的脑袋，在她脸上亲了又亲。                                                                                                             “我不知道，你不说，我怎么能知道？”他低声说，“我也记得你说过的话，离得再近，也不是在心里，谁知道你到底怎么想？顾烟，告诉我，你心里怎么想，都告诉我好不好？”                                                                                                             “不好！”她调皮的张口咬上他的鼻子。                                                                                                             梁飞凡站起身，俯下去又是一阵热吻。                                                                                                             “烟儿，我好想要你……”他的手伸入她的裙摆，隔着内k却只能触到卫生棉的厚厚质感。                                                                                                             顾烟笑的狡黠。                                                                                                             梁飞凡重重的按了一下，惊的她尖叫。                                                                                                             “活该你yu求不满，谁让你要闹别扭的！”顾烟躲着他的手，大腿并拢，却越发把他的手夹住。                                                                                                             梁飞凡把她一把抱起，走进休息室去，把她丢在床上，压上去，用吃人的眼神盯着身下肤se白里泛红的nv子，“顾烟——我好难受——”                                                                                                             顾烟仰头，在他唇上啄了一下，“恩——好了吧？”                                                                                                             梁飞凡挫败的垂头，把她翻到他的上面，紧紧按着她，在她颈边粗重的呼x1。                                                                                                             顾烟的心随着他的呼x1声一点点的柔软。                                                                                                             悄悄伸出手，拉开他k子的拉链。听到他一口凉气倒x1，“乖，别动。”她难得的哄起他来，微微抬起身，眼里有魅惑的光流转。                                                                                                             她的手指微凉，蛇一样从他的内k边上钻进去，点在他已经昂首的怒龙上，他舒服的全身都绷紧。顾烟往下移，把头枕在他腰上，另一只手解开他的k子，微微拉下内k，将他的yuwang释放出来。                                                                                                             “啊……”她柔若无骨的小手握上他的火热，他忍不住低y了一声。                                                                                                             yuwang的顶端沁着白se的yet，她抹了一点在手心，上上下下的滑动着匀在他的y铁上，就着这样的润滑，她圈着这根越来越肿胀的热铁开始r0u弄。                                                                                                             梁飞凡的手从她的背后伸过来，解开了她的衣扣，手指轻轻一挑，她的内衣解开了，他握着一团软雪，用力的收缩五指，在上面留下一个个红红的印痕。                                                                                                             “恩……”顾烟也开始动情，咬着唇一张脸分外的妖媚。手里的动作也慢了下来。                                                                                                             梁飞凡咬着牙忍着她滑neng的小手带来的致命刺激感觉，一把把她拉起来，仰面按在床上，她的头发散了开来，几缕贴着她的脸，衬出一种凌乱的x感。                                                                                                             他俯身亲她，“烟儿……你好美……”                                                                                                             她一个媚眼飞过来，他实在忍不住，跨坐在她身上，双膝撑着床面，双手捧起她的shangru，将他昂扬的yuwang从下面塞了进去。                                                                                                             他一挺进，yuwang的顶端就直直的从下面顶到顾烟的面前，堪堪的抵上她的唇，一下下的ch0u动，他的□有一点点粘在了她的唇上，男x的气味蔓延开来。她的脸更红了。x上的肿胀更多的转变为一gu深层的渴望。                                                                                                             他捏着她的软雪，往中间用力的挤，他的热铁便被夹的更紧，舒服的他头皮发麻，她滑腻的rrou沾上他的白se□，更为细柔，nengneng黏黏的滑过，简直是yuxiangyusi。                                                                                                             顾烟难耐的扭动，他越是剧烈的动作，顾烟的空虚就越是扩大，终于在他低吼着往前一送时，她无意识的张开了嘴，在他的顶端含弄了一下，小小的舌尖甚至刷过他泌出yet的小眼。                                                                                                             “唔……”他闷哼着抖动，保持着这个动作，s了出来。                                                                                                             激烈的喷s，一半的yets入了她的小嘴，另一半s在她的脸上。梁飞凡喘着粗气往下看，她失神的躺着，红neng的嘴上一片浊白的yet，脸上也满是粘腻的□，随着她一声响亮的吞咽声，他刚刚消软的yuwang马上又yy的顶着她的唇。                                                                                                             “顾烟——你要把我b疯了！”他简直咬牙切齿，从她身上下来，扯过一边的毛巾，细细的给她擦g净脸。                                                                                                             身后一根热热的坚y东西抵着，顾烟空虚的哼着。                                                                                                             梁飞凡亲亲她g净的小脸，“小东西，难受了是不是？”                                                                                                             顾烟猫咪样的哼，在他身上又蹭又磨。                                                                                                             他的手伸进来，chajin内k里面，她的下身由于经血和刚才的缠绵sh的一塌糊涂，他顺利的chajin中指，引得她一声轻哼。                                                                                                             “不要……脏的呀……”她小腹一缩，又有yet渗了下来。                                                                                                             “乖，我洗过手了。”他低低的笑，又加进去一根食指。她有些觉得涨，本就酸痛的□更加难受了。                                                                                                             “不舒服呀……”她扭动，“出来……恩……”                                                                                                             他的手指开始律动，深深浅浅的进出，偶尔变换角度g弄，她的不舒服渐渐被强烈的su麻代替，全身酸软在他怀里，主动抬头去找他的唇，小小的唇hanzhu他，贝齿轻咬。他的手指更加用力，一个退出，又加入一只手指，x忽然被撑开，她敏感的内壁马上达到极致，裹着他的手指，温热一b0b0的涌出。                                                                                                             他的手指ch0u出来，透明的花汁带着经血淋漓一片，她气喘吁吁，“飞凡……”                                                                                                             “知道你不够，等你好了，我再给你补上，恩？”他笑的很痞。                                                                                                             顾烟本来要拉过毛巾给他擦手的，被他一调侃，没好气的推开他径自去浴室清洗。                                                                                                             梁飞凡在她身后低笑，十分愉快。                                                                                                             两个人缠绵了许久，时间一点点的过去，转眼快十二点。                                                                                                             “我饿了。”她软趴趴的伏在他肩头。                                                                                                             梁飞凡亲亲她的头发，“想吃什么？”                                                                                                             顾烟忽然想起什么，“我们去桑桑那里吃饭好不好？”总听小离夸秦桑的手艺，她一次也没试过。                                                                                                             “小五那个媳妇儿？”梁飞凡见过几面，不是很喜欢那个nv孩子。                                                                                                             “是的呀，走了呀走了呀。”顾烟说风就是雨，坐起来拉梁飞凡。他本不想去，被她兴高采烈的一闹，去就去吧。                                                                                                             梁飞凡开车，顾烟给秦桑打电话。秦桑很不客气的表达了她的拒绝，“店里只有简餐，我不在这边下厨，你ai吃不吃。”                                                                                                             有一种人，对谁都客客气气温和如春风拂面，这样的人，往往本x并不如此，而她只对极为亲近的人才现出原形，冷嘲热讽怒目相加。所以顾烟很是享受秦桑的恶言相向。                                                                                                             “不行哦，梁氏大总裁也一起来的哦，你要是不给我们弄糖醋排骨吃，他就要找你男人麻烦了。”顾烟乐不可支，看的一旁的司机忍不住趁着红灯俯身在她脸上偷一个香。                                                                                                             秦桑恶狠狠的声音隔着手机都能听到，“顾烟，你给我等着！”                                                                                                             话虽如此，毕竟秦桑现在也得尊称梁飞凡一声大哥，当然是不能怠慢的。路上有些堵车，他们到的时候，秦桑已经把饭菜都备好了。                                                                                                             “大哥。”秦桑规规矩矩的叫人。梁飞凡淡然点点头，“打扰了。”                                                                                                             顾烟笑眯眯的，秦桑也笑了，“大嫂——”                                                                                                             顾烟的脸刷一下红了。                                                                                                             梁飞凡难得的当着外人的面笑了。                                                                                                             时间不宽裕，秦桑大概也就就着店里的食材做了四菜一汤。顾烟喝着汤，惬意的感慨，“当时我就说要入gu，每天睡到很晚起，来这边坐坐，偶尔忙起来帮帮忙，多好呀。”                                                                                                             秦桑的菜并不是怎样惊人的美味，酸酸甜甜的糖醋排骨，柠檬汁低温快炒的上等海蜇头子，neng汪汪的炒青菜，木耳j蛋青椒三鲜炒j片，小小的贝类煮的一个鲜美的汤。吃上去是清清爽爽的感觉，渐渐心头有些暖暖的感动。                                                                                                             和一个深ai的人面对面坐着吃这样jing致的家常菜，听她抱怨一些琐事，仿佛时光的变迁都与彼此无关。梁飞凡此时很想把这个咖啡馆买下来。                                                                                                             顾烟吃饱了一向就有些食困的，清清亮亮的眼睛此时猫一样慵懒的眯着。梁飞凡心头一动，放下筷子，拉起她放在桌上的手，“那就不要在韦博瞎忙活了，做点想做的事。”                                                                                                             顾烟摇摇头，“哪能想做什么就做什么，爸爸现在病了，我总要帮jiejie分担一点的。”                                                                                                             梁飞凡嘴角弯弯，“我想，对顾明珠而言，韦博副总裁并不是她最想安排你待着的位置。”                                                                                                             “恩？”                                                                                                             “顾烟，不如，来梁氏做总裁夫人？”他眼里的热把初秋的空气都烫熨的怦然心动。                                                                                                             顾烟ch0u回手，“你打算付我多少年薪？”她假装轻松，其实心怦怦的直跳。                                                                                                             “整个梁氏，加一个我。”他的声音低沉迷人。                                                                                                             那是初秋的yanyan天，万里无云，笔直的梧桐在窗外站成两排，悉悉索索的yan光从树叶里穿梭掉在地上，金子一样的晃动。路上刚刚过了繁忙时段，只偶尔有行人经过，梁飞凡和顾烟坐在窗口的位置，店里只有寥寥几对情侣分散在各个角落，宽敞明亮的咖啡店里有低低暖暖的nv声在唱：想要问问你敢不敢像你说过那样的ai我想要问问你敢不敢像我这样为ai痴狂……                                                                                                             好像是yan光刺眼的关系，顾烟的眼有些sh意。                                                                                                             “我是不要求你捧着九百九十九多玫瑰花当街下跪，可你也不能这么寒酸吧？一顿饭就要我嫁给你。”她捏着小巧可ai的筷枕，语调平平。                                                                                                             可听在梁飞凡耳中，他的眼里，也忽然就yan光刺眼。                                                                                                             吧台暗处，摄像头闪着兴奋的光芒，一只纤纤素手在键盘上灵活的上下翻飞，msn上李微然的头像频闪，“啧啧，执手相看泪眼。”                                                                                                             “别忘了把视频刻在盘上。”                                                                                                             “恩，老婆，以后我们就有免si金牌了。”                                                                                                             “低调。”                                                                                                             “明白。”