蒋慕承淡笑，明显揶揄：“你能穿，我就不能穿？买件跟你配一对啊。”                                                                                苏韵：“”竟然嘲讽她之前的那件网购的裙子。                                                                                蒋慕承敛了笑意，“帮我买一件。”                                                                                “买了你也不穿，浪费钱。”                                                                                “我肯定穿。”                                                                                苏韵狐疑的看着他，小声问：“你确定你今天很正常？”                                                                                蒋慕承答非所问：“你都能穿网购的衣服，为什么我就不能穿？”                                                                                “好，买来你要是不穿试试！”苏韵登陆自己的账号，把这件衣服收藏，“回去我再帮你看看其他店里有没有卖的，找家评价好的买。”                                                                                蒋慕承突然凑上来在她嘴角亲了下，“谢谢。”                                                                                苏韵一身鸡皮疙瘩，她感觉今晚的蒋慕承哪里有点不对劲，之前他不是这么黏糊的，就是他们两人单独相处时，他也没有像现在这样抱着她亲。                                                                                苏韵不自觉抬头时，发现好几双凛冽冰冷的眼神正盯着她这个方向，她干咳几声，连忙低头装模作样的看蒋慕承的手机。                                                                                蒋慕承这才松开苏韵，转身坐好。                                                                                他没理会别人异样的眼神，顺手拿起桌上的水杯，不紧不慢的轻呡了两口，而后把水杯递到苏韵嘴边，“马上就吃饭，先喝几口润嗓子。”