蒋慕承怕锅里的蔬菜煮过头,一手把青菜夹出来，一手把她的头推过去,示意她,“坐好了！”                                                                                “就不！”苏韵越说越起劲,还起身抱住他的脖子对着他的嘴就来了一口。                                                                                他们坐在里边,又靠窗,这可方便了苏韵欺负人，不仅亲他，还时不时的在他衣服里恶作剧一番。                                                                                得逞后还咯咯咯的笑个不停。                                                                                蒋慕承无奈的看着她，错误的理解成，她现在很想，低声说道：“忍一下，回家就给你。”                                                                                苏韵怔了几秒，草，她看上去就这么？她无法形容。                                                                                于是瞬间安静下来，还是老实一点吧。                                                                                苏韵拿出蒋慕承的手机想玩游戏，可是进不去，把手机递到他面前，“要指纹解锁。”                                                                                蒋慕承轻叹了口气，“吃饭时不许玩手机！”                                                                                苏韵：“我想玩。”                                                                                蒋慕承板起脸：“苏韵！”                                                                                “不给玩拉倒，把我手机还我！”苏韵梗着脖子看他，盛气凌人的架势。                                                                                蒋慕承望着她几秒，最终妥协，把她的指纹也输进去。                                                                                苏韵进入手机，他手机里可真干净，一款游戏都没有，声音微弱的问道：“我下个消消乐玩行吗？”