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。