sp;这一盖<></span>阿润便跟顾昭连成了一体<></span>前辈子这辈子<></span>好吧<></span>又是这句话<></span>真的<></span>两辈子阿润都没这样跟人享用一样的温度<></span>他的脚只要轻轻一动就能碰到阿润的大腿<></span>阿润身上好暖和<></span>颤抖的暖和<></span>

  不知怎地<></span>顾昭的脚一不小心的就碰到了阿润的大腿<></span>接着顾昭颤抖了<></span>扬起脖子数房梁<></span>阿润也抖了<></span>举着剪子呆坐着数花瓣儿<></span>

  时间悄悄过去<></span>炭盆里的红色越来越多<></span>竹炭的香气越来越浓烈<></span>

  不知道谁先找到了自己<></span>总之<></span>阿润又开始插花了<></span>

  阿润插花的动作很美<></span>就如一汪清水在自然流动<></span>恬静而自在<></span>顾昭并不会选花枝<></span>只是选了一支全开的特别旺盛的梅花枝子<></span>这个对插花来说<></span>却不是最好的选择<></span>可偏偏<></span>阿润却能找到最好的角度<></span>竟将花枝修出强烈的洒脱意味<></span>这对梅花来说<></span>此种修饰法却是少见的<></span>梅花<></span>是含蓄雅致的<></span>虽有傲气<></span>但是<></span>却是遗世孤高<></span>可偏偏阿润却给它修出了强烈的动感<></span>

  <></span>你在看什么<></span><></span>阿润忽然停了剪子<></span>扭脸看顾昭<></span>

  顾昭盯着那一蓬梅花叹息：<></span>阿润真厉害<></span>竟然能插出一团火<></span><></span>

  阿润呆了一下<></span>一伸手将所有的花枝都取了出来<></span>又插<></span>

  <></span>怎么了<></span><></span>顾昭不明白<></span>原本很好看的<></span>那么热烈<></span>那么昂扬<></span>就如火焰一般的想要燎烧一切<></span>怎么就不满意了<></span>

  阿润摇头：<></span>不对的<></span>不对的<></span><></span>

  到底那里不对<></span>他也不说<></span>只是小心的又继续插<></span>插完小心的问：&l