他鼻尖压抑的哼笑两声。 "Write a hundred words, and I'll give you a kiss. Fill up an entire page..." 他顿了顿,"hmm... then you get to kiss my Adam's apple."
……笔尖顿住,在封皮上洇开个小团黑,我哑声开口:"Got anything else? " 他微仰起头,呼吸扫过我发烫的耳垂:"Or... kiss me right now, and I’ll write the whole thing for you?" 我拍开他的脑袋:“我自己写。” 他颇为遗憾的直起身子:“真的不考虑考虑吗?买不了吃亏买不了上当~”