青锋莫雅转过身来,面对活着的强盗。
莫雅的双臂缠绕着他,把纤细柔软的身体紧紧地贴在他的身上。剑落到地上。
Dropping the sword, Maura twined both arms around him, pressing her long, slender body to his.
莫雅咧嘴向他笑,手指拨弄他的头发。她的脸上汗水淋淋,但是没有丝毫的睡意。
Maura was grinning at him, pulling sections of his hair through her fingers, her face damp with sweat but not at all sleepy.
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