“辛苦了。”
                
            

            

            
            
                高灵温柔的抚摸着黑蛇雕。
                
            

            

            
            
                接着拿过旁边果盘的水果，叼在自己的嘴上。
                
            

            

            
            
                “鸽～”
                
            

            

            
            
                蛇雕默