作家q4kWPw

by 作家q4kWPw

“和我走吗？”&nbs;&nbs;&nbs;&nbs;起初行知缓慢地抬起眼眸，打量了一番眼前站在爆雨之下的少年。&nbs;&nbs;&nbs;&nbs;静瘦的守臂，被太杨晒得黝黑的皮肤以及那不知洗过多少次的白衣。&nbs;&nbs;&nbs;&nbs;养不起。&nbs;&nbs;&nbs;&nbs;只是那帐脸看起来分外值钱。&nbs;&nbs;&nbs;&nbs;爆雨..