苏韵：“”                                                                                之后，她耳根都发烫。这个人，亲的那么小心翼翼。                                                                                “蒋慕承！”苏韵捶打他的肩膀。                                                                                大概在凌晨四点的时候，也不知道是隔壁邻居，还是楼下的，或者是楼上的邻居，愤怒的声音在空旷寂静的夜里尤为刺耳。                                                                                “这特么的都几点了呀！还让不让人睡觉了！没完没了是吧！xxxxxx”又爆了几句脏话。                                                                                黑暗里蒋慕承干咳两声，原来还真的这么不隔音呀。                                                                                他跟苏韵说：“待会儿小点声喊。”                                                                                苏韵：“…”还不是他一直使坏，变着法子折腾她。                                                                                哪知道扰民了。