战争《盛开》长着翅膀的大灰狼ˇ战争ˇ

    第二天早上她先醒，宿醉过后脑袋钝钝的痛，推开他横在她x上的胳膊，略微一动，下身就酸痛的不像自己的身t。                                                                                                             “恩？”他也醒了，紧了紧怀里的她，不怀好意的用早晨b0发的某物撞了她一下。                                                                                                             她红了脸，推开他要去洗漱。梁飞凡顾念着昨晚要了她那么多次，把她搂在怀里亲了又亲，还是忍住。                                                                                                             早餐还是他亲手熬的粥。                                                                                                             顾烟尝了了一口，不凉不烫，像其他给她的东西一样，都是他安排好了的，万无一失。                                                                                                             忽然就又想起方亦城的话，“哪种好？像宠物般圈着养着的好？衣来伸手饭来张口的好？他给你什么你就接着，小烟，你那时的理想和未来就是这样的吗？作为一个男人的附属存在？”                                                                                                             不是的，她那时的理想……是嫁给那个有温暖笑容的男子，做个朝九晚五的上班族，和他一起攒钱买车买房，生个自己的孩子，然后世事安稳，岁月静好。                                                                                                             “想什么呢？”梁飞凡看她喝了一口粥就放下，目光定定的发着呆。                                                                                                             “我……想去找工作。”                                                                                                             “老四那里腻了？”他喝了口咖啡，漫不经心的问。白se的衬衫解开了三粒扣子，x感的沐浴着早晨的yan光，衬的他越发星目剑眉，俊朗不凡。                                                                                                             早上他起来拿衣服时，想起她昨天说他穿白se衬衫好看，愣了愣还是温柔的笑了，选了白se的衬衫穿上。                                                                                                             “不是……我是说……我想自己去找工作。”她有些心虚，听不到他回