这话听着耳熟，蒋慕承：“放心，我们家隔音好，不会再出现郊区那样的事儿。”                                                                                苏韵再次投降，“蒋慕承我不行了，别亲了行吗！”                                                                                蒋慕承不紧不慢道：“好东西总要慢慢品尝，跟品红酒是一个道理。”                                                                                苏韵眼泪都流了下来，他还是不放过她。                                                                                苏韵受不了，使劲儿将他往后推。                                                                                蒋慕承嫌她烦，将她翻了个身，背对着他，这样她使不上力气，只能干气。                                                                                “蒋慕承！”                                                                                后来，苏韵索性任由他，她直接趴在沙发上，心里舒了口气，心想，终于暂时解脱。                                                                                蒋慕承拿过两个抱枕给她垫着。                                                                                苏韵心里暗骂，这个变态，最近好像喜欢上另一种姿势。                                                                                忽然，她感觉不对。                                                                                两秒钟后她才反应过来，那是他的亲吻。                                                                                “蒋慕承，不许你再亲我！”                                                                                就听蒋慕承很不要脸的说：“这本来就是我的，我亲一下怎么了？”                                                                                苏韵：“”