蒋慕承看到苏韵一人落寞坐在那里，想过去，转念一想，又坐在了另一边。                                                                                叶晴岚坐在他边上，把红酒递给他：“四哥，要吗？”                                                                                蒋慕承摆手：“头疼。”                                                                                叶晴岚把酒杯放在茶几上，起身：“我给你倒被温水来。”                                                                                蒋慕承也没阻止。                                                                                几分钟后，叶晴岚端了温水递给他：“温度正好。”                                                                                “谢谢。”蒋慕承真有点口渴，就喝了几口。                                                                                叶晴岚默默看着他，就是他喝水时的矜贵优雅，也是她见过的那些男人所不能企及的。                                                                                等他放下水杯，她以着熟稔的口气：“然然怎么没过来呢？好一阵子都没见着她了。”                                                                                蒋慕承抬头，看着叶晴岚的方向，眸光深邃：“说要过来的，可能到别处贪玩了。”                                                                                “哦，这样啊。”叶晴岚的耳朵不由发烫，微微垂眉，不敢跟蒋慕承对视。                                                                                这是第一次蒋慕承这么安静专注的看着她，她渴望已久，可真的当他眼里都是她时，她又兵败如山倒，不知该如何应对。                                                                                叶晴岚眼神游离，就是不敢看他。                                                                                她把耳畔散落下来的一缕头发别在而后，举手投足间都尽显小女人独特的韵味。