司徒清盯着她,皮笑肉不笑的。
“再聊会儿,我老婆就跑了,我能那么没正事儿吗?”
“咳!看你这话说的,我哪儿能说跑就跑呢?你多虑了多虑了。”白迟迟谄媚地笑着,表情有些僵硬,跟混蛋斗,她真是有点儿心有余力不足呀。
“承认是我老婆了?”
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