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志力,在她面前溃不成军。                                                                                他用力把她扯到自己腿上坐着,“吃饱了没?”                                                                                苏韵点头,其实本来就不算饿,之前吃了一大块蛋糕,喝了一杯咖啡,现在小腹涨涨的,就更没有什么食欲。                                                                                蒋慕承拿过杯子喝了几口水,又喂给她几口,他便抱着她上楼,刚到二楼的楼梯口,苏韵就主动亲他。                                                                                两人的气息很快交织到一起,一路跌跌撞撞回到卧室。                                                                                苏韵鲜少有这么主动,早就把他的衬衫纽扣全部解开。                                                                                随之,他身上没有什么束缚。                                                                                蒋慕承最受不了她这样的蛊惑。                                                                                他真以为苏韵良心发现,主动对他好,后来他碰触到了一样东西时,不愿相信,又摸了一遍,他没判断错。                                                                                他眯了眯眼,咬牙切齿;“苏韵!”                
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