蒋慕承从里面拿出一条小碎花的棉质裙子递给她：“看样子还要堵上个几十分钟，你衣服都湿了，先换上吧，免得感冒。”                                                                                苏韵的手僵在那里。                                                                                蒋慕承又说：“是我侄女的裙子，孕妇裙，可能比较肥，凑合着吧。”                                                                                苏韵现在的确感觉不舒服，湿哒哒的衣服紧紧贴着皮肤，很痛苦，还很狼狈。听到是他侄女的裙子，她心里就没有那么介意了。                                                                                可她还是拒绝了：“谢谢，真不用。”                                                                                蒋慕承也没再勉强，又把裙子放到购物袋里。                                                                                这时司机回来，跟蒋慕承说：“至少要堵上半小时。是袁颖的开的那辆跑车撞上了前车，人没受伤，受到了点惊吓。”                                                                                袁颖？                                                                                是个女人啊。                                                                                刚才她还自作多情的以为是个男人开的车呢。                                                                                苏韵拿着毛巾继续擦湿漉漉又有些乱糟糟的头发。                                                                                蒋慕承听后‘呵’了一声，“净给交通添堵。”                                                                                他看了眼手表，又问苏韵：“是继续等，还是走着去商场？”                                                                                苏韵微怔，他怎么知道她要去逛街？