推销员:推销到温柔乡

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    死了!”

    王林被方菊的样子钩引得热血&lt;ig src=\&quot;<ig src="n6xs/iage/jijpg" border="0" css="iagentent">\&quot; /&gt;

    一荡,一下子翻&lt;ig src=\&quot;<ig src="n6xs/iage/shenjpg" border="0" css="iagentent">\&quot; /&gt;

    将她&lt;ig src=\&quot;<ig src="n6xs/iage/yajpg" border="0" css="iagentent">\&quot; /&gt;

    到&lt;ig src=\&quot;<ig src="n6xs/iage/shenjpg" border="0" css="iagentent">\&quot; /&gt;

    下,疯狂地化&lt;ig src=\&quot;<ig src="n6xs/iage/shenjpg" border="0" css="iagentent">\&quot; /&gt;

    打桩机,将这个端庄温柔,处处为别人着想的美一妇冲偛得忘记了一切,抱住王林的脖子疯狂地吻他,亲他。

    一声声呼唤王林的名字,一声声娇一吟出自己的块乐和幸福:“王林!王林!王林!”

    王林和方菊收拾整齐回到航班进港口的时候,时间刚刚。温雀戴着&lt;ig src=\&quot;<ig src="n6xs/iage/bangjpg" border="0" css="iagentent">\&quot; /&gt;

    球帽,穿着一&lt;ig src=\&quot;<ig src="n6xs/iage/shenjpg" border="0" css="iagentent">\&quot; /&gt;

    白&lt;ig src=\&quot;<ig src="n6xs/iage/sejpg" border="0" css="iagentent">\&quot; /&gt;

    的运动服,浑&lt;ig src=\&quot;<ig src="n6xs/iage/shenjpg" border="0" css="iagentent">\&quot; /&gt;

    洋溢着青&lt;ig src=\&quot;<ig src="n6xs/iage/chunjpg" border="0" css="iagentent">\&quot; /&gt;

    的活力和朝气,配上那纯美漂亮,像瓷器一般光洁无暇的肌肤和相貌,正拉着大大李礼箱出港的温雀,引来周围所有人的频频注视,暗暗惊叹这仿佛天使一般的少。&lt;ig src=\&quot;<ig src="n6xs/iage/nvjpg" border="0" css="iagentent">\&quot; /&gt;

    ,会便宜给哪个王八蛋。

    一个个子&lt;ig src=\&quot;<ig src="n6xs/iage/gaojpg" border="0" css="iagentent">\&quot; /&gt;

    &lt;ig src=\&quot;<ig src="n6xs/iage/gaojpg" border="0" css="iagentent">\&quot; /&gt;

    瘦瘦,颇有些花美男样貌的年轻男人,一路紧跟在温雀&lt;ig src=\&quot;<ig src="n6xs/iage/shenjpg" border="0" css="iagentent">\&quot; /&gt;

    后,正喋喋不休地向她说着什么。温雀却理也不理他,一副昂头&lt;ig src=\&quot;<ig src="n6xs/iage/tgjpg" border="0" css="iagentent">\&quot; /&gt;

    &lt;ig src=\&quot;<ig src="n6xs/iage/xiongjpg" border="0" css="iagentent">\&quot; /&gt;

    的傲娇模样,拉着行李箱专注地在接机的人群中寻找那个思念人骨髓的&lt;ig src=\&quot;<ig src="n6xs/iage/shenjpg" border="0" css="iagentent">\&quot; /&gt;

    影。

    远远望到那个让自己同样思兹念兹的娇丽&lt;ig src=\&quot;<ig src="n6xs/iage/shenjpg" border="0" css="iagentent">\&quot; /&gt;

    影,王林&lt;ig src=\&quot;<ig src="n6xs/iage/jijpg" border="0" css="iagentent">\&quot; /&gt;

    。动地拉着方菊挤到人群前面,咧开大。嘴无声地&lt;ig src=\&quot;<ig src="n6xs/iage/huanjpg" border="0" css="iagentent">\&quot; /&gt;

    笑,向立刻发现了他,猛地加快了脚步的少。&lt;ig src=\&quot;<ig src="n6xs/iage/nvjpg" border="0" css="iagentent">\&quot; /&gt;

    伸出双臂,&lt;ig src=\&quot;<ig src="n6xs/iage/ygjpg" border="0" css="iagentent">\&quot; /&gt;

    了上去。

    “王大哥!”

    还隔着几步远,温雀就扔下手上的行李箱,像&lt;ig src=\&quot;<ig src="n6xs/iage/huanjpg" border="0" css="iagentent">\&quot; /&gt;

    快地小鹿一样&lt;ig src=\&quot;<ig src="n6xs/iage/gaojpg" border="0" css="iagentent">\&quot; /&gt;

    &lt;ig src=\&quot;<ig src="n6xs/iage/gaojpg" border="0" css="iagentent">\&quot; /&gt;

    地跳起来,一下子蹦进王林的怀里,吊着他的脖子就咯咯咯地娇笑起来。

    那&lt;ig src=\&quot;<ig src="n6xs/iage/huanjpg" border="0" css="iagentent">\&quot; /&gt;

    快的笑声,引来周围许多善意地哄笑声,还有更多失望嫉妒的低声咒骂声。

    “妈。的,好白菜让猪啃了!”

    “又一朵鲜花&lt;ig src=\&quot;<ig src="n6xs/iage/chajpg" border="0" css="iagentent">\&quot; /&gt;

    到了牛粪了!怎么哥一表人材,收人也不低,就碰不到这样的绝。&lt;ig src=\&quot;<ig src="n6xs/iage/sejpg" border="0" css="iagentent">\&quot; /&gt;

    美&lt;ig src=\&quot;<ig src="n6xs/iage/nvjpg" border="0" css="iagentent">\&quot; /&gt;

    呢?”

    王林哪管这些苍蝇的嗡嗡嗡,一低头就啄住那水一嫰晶莹的双&lt;ig src=\&quot;<ig src="n6xs/iage/chun2jpg" border="0" css="iagentent">\&quot; /&gt;

    ,&lt;ig src=\&quot;<ig src="n6xs/iage/jijpg" border="0" css="iagentent">\&quot; /&gt;

    一情难、耐的一对年轻男。&lt;ig src=\&quot;<ig src="n6xs/iage/nvjpg" border="0" css="iagentent">\&quot; /&gt;

    ,旁若无人地就在众目睽睽之下亲。吻起来。

    “小。姐,你的行李箱!”

    一个不合时宜的声音,突然打断了这对恋人久别重逢的亲一热。

    那个一路紧跟着温雀,看上去比王林还要&lt;ig src=\&quot;<ig src="n6xs/iage/gaojpg" border="0" css="iagentent">\&quot; /&gt;

    一点,足有1。80米&lt;ig src=\&quot;<ig src="n6xs/iage/gaojpg" border="0" css="iagentent">\&quot; /&gt;

    的花美男,拉着温雀扔下的行李箱,双眼中闪动着难以言喻的光芒,毫不退缩地瞪视着王林不&lt;ig src=\&quot;<ig src="n6xs/iage/anjpg" border="0" css="iagentent">\&quot; /&gt;

    的目光。

    紧跟在王林&lt;ig src=\&quot;<ig src="n6xs/iage/shenjpg" border="0" css="iagentent">\&quot; /&gt;

    后的方菊连忙上前两步,伸手想接守那花美男手中的行李箱:“这位先生,谢谢你啊,把箱子给我就行了!”

    谁知那花美男手一闪就让过了方菊,差一点把方菊闪到摔在地上。

    王林一见大怒,连忙松开温雀,一手挽住踉跄的方菊,一手疾如闪电,一把就抓住那花美男瘦&lt;ig src=\&quot;<ig src="n6xs/iage/bajpg" border="0" css="iagentent">\&quot; /&gt;

    &lt;ig src=\&quot;<ig src="n6xs/iage/bajpg" border="0" css="iagentent">\&quot; /&gt;

    的手腕:“小子,不要惹事!松手,把箱子给我!”

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