第 41 章 偏心（2 / 2）

楚佚舟用他宽阔的后背挡住洞口凛冽的来风，将她护在身前，耐心安抚她的情绪。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+5LiN55+l6YGT6L+H5LqG5aSa5LmF77yM56iL5Y+26L2755qE5ZOt5aOw6YCQ5riQ5Y+Y5bCP77yM5LiN6aG+5b2i6LGh55qE5aSn5ZOt5Lmf5riQ5riQ5Y+Y5Li65ZGc5ZK944CCPC9wPg=='));</script>

不知道过了多久，程叶轻的哭声逐渐变小，不顾形象的大哭也渐渐变为呜咽。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+5qWa5L2a6Iif546v5L2P5aW557uZ5aW55rip5pqW77yM5bCG5aW55Y+I5b6A5oCA6YeM5oyJ5LqG5oyJ77yM5YGP5aS05Zyo5aW56ICz6L656L275aOw6Zeu77ya4oCc5Zue5Y675aW95LiN5aW977yf4oCdPC9wPg=='));</script>

楚佚舟环住她给她温暖，将她又往怀里按了按，偏头在她耳边轻声问：“回去好不好？”<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+4oCc56m/6L+Z5LmI5bCR5Zyo5aSW6Z2i5Lya5oSf5YaS55qE44CC4oCd5LuW55qE5omL5o+S6L+b56iL5Y+26L2755qE5Y+R6Ze077yM5p+U5aOw6K+x5ZOE552A44CCPC9wPg=='));</script>

“穿这么少在外面会感冒的。”他的手插进程叶轻的发间，柔声诱哄着。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+56iL5Y+26L275oq95ZmO552A5LiN6K+06K+d44CCPC9wPg=='));</script>

程叶轻抽噎着不说话。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+5qWa5L2a6Iif5Y+I6K+077ya4oCc5LiN5oOz6K+06K+d55qE6K+d77yM54K55aS05bCx5aW944CC4oCdPC9wPg=='));</script>

楚佚舟又说：“不想说话的话，点头就好。”<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+6L+H5LqG5LiA5Lya5YS/77yM56iL5Y+26L275Zyo5LuW5oCA6YeM5bCP5bmF5bqm5Zyw54K55LqG54K55aS044CCPC9wPg=='));</script>

过了一会儿，程叶轻在他怀里小幅度地点了点头。<div id="z78fgsn46h">