将军好看的唇勾起了一个清浅的弧度，垂下头在顾清言苍白的指尖烙下了一吻，然后用他那冰冷中流淌着的温柔声音吟咏。
“so
eeping，
ho
a
ystic
shape
did
ove
behind
e，
and
dre
e
backard
by
the
hair;
voice
said
in
astery，
hie
i
strove，
guess
