“林樾，搁这里傻站着干嘛呢，就等你了！”                                                                                袁颖这才把视线落在背对着她的那个女人身上，修长的脖子，头发挽起，穿一件白色简单的礼服，腰肢柔软纤细，就光是看背影，都觉得美的不可方物。                                                                                苏韵闻声回头，四目相对，苏韵感觉面前这个女人眼神慌乱，神情紧张。                                                                                难道是因为自己太美了？                                                                                袁颖好不容易镇定下来，看向林樾，嘴角牵了牵，“这位是？”                                                                                “女朋友。”林樾伸手把苏韵往怀里一带，给她介绍，“这是我大姨家的表姐，袁颖。”                                                                                苏韵浅笑着打了声招呼。                                                                                袁颖脸上的表情僵硬，但还是牵强的应了声。