向歌因为睡着,身子往下大大滑了一截,闻言撑着椅边儿下意识坐直了身来,迷迷瞪瞪地抬眼看他,“你下班了?”
他停了一会儿,又道:“现在也像豆芽菜。
”男人气的从脑瓜尖儿黑到下巴颏,一双眼冷,又好像能冒出火来,“向歌,你现在是长能耐了?”
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