“Iloveyou.”

        “....啊?”

        “你转过来看我口型,Iloveyou.”

        “哎…哎…l…”宋云虽然跟着学但是颧骨处飞着些许红润,像个青涩的学生。侧着脸看何雨总是不舒服,宋云直接在马背上转身,面对面看着何雨。

        “看着我嘴型,I.”

        “I”

        “love.”

        “嘞…love.”

        “you.”

        “油。”

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