每一次当我带着小MM幽会在灯光暧昧的餐厅,每一次当我咕咚咕咚喝完羊肉泡馍的最后一滴汤再满足的抿抿嘴,每一次当我潇洒的从皮夹里抽出信用卡交给服务生,丫总要不解风情的多余一句:“先生,没有密码吗?”,MM妩媚的眼神还没有飘到我跟前就这样pia的摔到了桌子上,严重破坏了当时那充满了荷尔蒙的气氛……
“操!有密码谁还刷信用卡!”
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