神开走，心里那个美呀。                                                                                可还是一副责备的口吻朝向苏韵：“我都跟你说多少次了，我的就是你的，不管什么时候都不用跟我客气，你怎么就记不住呢！”                                                                                林樾下意识瞥了眼蒋慕承，结果蒋慕承也在看着他。                                                                                他龇着牙冲蒋慕承点点头，又跟苏韵说：“宝贝，在哪？我去接你。”                                                                                苏韵一身鸡皮疙瘩，早饭都差点吐出来。                                                                                但又极快的反应过来，他身边应该有人，问：“你在家？”                                                                                “在四哥家，要不你也过来吧，我们晚上一起去会所。”林樾又征求蒋慕承意见，一副贱兮兮的嘴脸：“四哥，我把苏韵接过来，方便吗？”                                                                                蒋慕承斜了他一眼，没吱声。                                                                                林樾对着电话里无不遗憾的说：“唉，四哥好像不欢迎你呢。”                                                                                “林樾！”蒋慕承厉声警告。                                                                                林樾耸耸肩，很无辜的表情：“你方才没说话，我还以为你不同意。”                                                                                其实他知道蒋慕承没说话就表示可以，但他就是故意曲解蒋慕承的意思。                                                                                蒋慕承脸色阴沉，明显各种不爽。                                                                                林樾看着蒋慕承吃瘪，心里差点爽翻天，但面上还是维持着云淡风轻的表情。