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                                第202章
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                叶灵看见他的手指点在绿色的接通键上,正要往右划过去,她也顾不上去推他捂着她嘴的手,赶紧去抢手机。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                她有种预感,这通电话一旦接通,盛君烈肯定又要炸!
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “盛君烈,不要......”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                盛君烈双腿跪压在她手腕上,另一手依然捂住她的嘴,他毫不犹豫的接通电话。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                空气一静。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                那端似乎也沉默了两秒,叶灵眼睛瞪得大大的,她在心里祈祷,楚钦,求求你不要说话,求求你打错了。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                然而楚钦却并未听到她的祈祷。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “小灵,你睡了吗?”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                他的声音从手机里传出来,盛君烈面沉如水,狭长的桃花眼死死盯着她,眸中的凶戾恨不得将她撕碎。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                叶灵死死咬着牙关,浑身抖如筛糠。
                                
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                                那边停顿了几秒,饱含痛楚的声音才再度传来,“小灵,今天是我的生日,我想见见你,可以吗?”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                叶灵心头一震。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                她都忘了今天是楚钦的生日,可就算她记得,她又能为他做什么呢?
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                她闭上眼睛,心里一阵钝痛。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                盛君烈脸色黑如锅底,楚钦还想见叶灵,呵,当他是死的吗?他直接挂了电话,一个抛物线将手机扔了出去。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “砰”一声,屏幕尽碎。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                盛君烈双手撑在叶灵身侧,以一种泰山压顶的气势眸睨着她,“叶灵,你把我的话当耳边风了?”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                叶灵睁开眼睛,她眼眶通红,“我没有。”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “没有他会给你打电话?”盛君烈勃然大怒,一只手死死捏着她的下巴,怒气全喷在她脸上。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                叶灵轻笑起来,笑得眼里裹满了泪花。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “你笑什么?”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                叶灵说:“我笑你只许州官放火,不许白姓点灯,盛君烈,你未免太霸道了一点。”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                盛君烈捏着她下巴的手骤然一紧,叶灵疼得一张小脸都扭曲了,看她痛,他心里却没有一点报复后的痛快。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                他俯身贴在她耳边,低声说:“叶灵,我和你不一样,我没你那么贱。”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                叶灵心痛如绞。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                是啊,她就是贱。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                明知道他心里只有简云希,明知道他对她只有恨,她还是不可自拔的爱上了他,她不是贱是什么?
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “既然你觉得我下贱不堪,为什么不和我离婚?像我这种女人,你还留着过年吗?”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                盛君烈一双眼睛像淬了寒冰一样冷,“叶灵,我最恨被人欺骗和背叛,而你践踏我的尊严和底线,你以为我会轻易放过你?”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                叶灵死死咬着下唇,眼泪顺着眼角淌了下来。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “和你离婚,然后让你和楚钦双宿双飞?你做梦!我这辈子就算把你拉入地狱共沉抡,也绝不会让你投入他的怀抱,绝不!”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                叶灵呜咽一声,无助的痛哭起来。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                盛君烈看她哭得这么伤心,心里烦躁的要命,因为他知道,她的眼泪没有一滴是为他而流。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                他越想越生气,觉得一片真心都喂了狗,他直接伸手捂住她的眼睛,另一只手拽住她的睡裙用力一撕。

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