第一百三十七章 木槿（1 / 2）
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寂寞春庭，冷月成霜。
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风吹起青年绯色的袍角，他站在疏散的树影里，眉眼被枝隙透出的一丝月痕照亮。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+6ZmG5puI5b6u5b6u6LmZ55yJ77yM6KO05LqR5pqO5oCO5LmI5Zyo6L+Z6YeM77yfPC9wPg=='));</script>
陆曈微微蹙眉，裴云暎怎么在这里？<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+6KO05LqR5pqO6LWw5Yiw6ZmG5puI6Lqr5YmN77yM6YGT77ya4oCc6ZmG5aSn5aSr44CC4oCdPC9wPg=='));</script>
裴云暎走到陆曈身前，道：“陆大夫。”<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+5YCP5bCU5Y+I5YGc6aG/5LiA5LiL77yM55uv552A5aW556yR6YGT77ya4oCc5LiN5a+577yM546w5Zyo5bqU6K+l5Y+r6ZmG5Yy75a6Y5LqG44CC4oCdPC9wPg=='));</script>
倏尔又停顿一下，盯着她笑道：“不对，现在应该叫陆医官了。”<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+4oCc5Yy75a6Y4oCd5LqM5a2X77yM6JC95Zyo55y85LiL5Y2X6I2v5oi/54u854uI55qE5aW56ICz5Lit77yM5ZCs6LW35p2l5YOP5piv5Liq5peg5b+D55qE5Ziy6K6944CCPC9wPg=='));</script>
“医官”二字，落在眼下南药房狼狈的她耳中，听起来像是个无心的嘲讽。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+6ZmG5puI5bem5Y+z55yL5LqG55yL77yM6KeB5Zub5LiL5peg5Lq677yM56qB54S25Ly45omL5ou95L2P6KO05LqR5pqO6KKW6IWV77yM5b+r5q2l6LWw5ZCR5Y+m5LiA5aS044CCPC9wPg=='));</script>
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