味古怪的笑容，道：“我杀不杀你灭口不重要，重要的是，你嘴里那个被煮熟的米会不会杀你灭口。”
“你们女人都那么喜欢杀人灭口吗？”玉在一打了个哆嗦，这才意识到自己刚刚说了啥。
生米煮成熟饭？天灵灵地灵灵，这话可千万不能被婉茹听到，否则他可以预想到自己的人生会有多么的灰暗。
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