看看她。”                                                                                苏柠柠几乎是跑着上旋转楼梯的，爬到三楼累的气喘吁吁，然后看到室内电梯，又骂了自己句傻叉。                                                                                来到卧室门口，敲了敲门，“姐，是我，我进去啦。”                                                                                苏韵正趴在床上无聊的翻看杂志，因为脖子上都被蒋慕承咬的不像话，她就没下去。                                                                                “不是说晚上才能过来？”                                                                                “提前了呗。”苏柠柠一直盯着苏韵的眼睛看，哪里肿了呀！可再往下，靠，这么劲爆。                                                                                苏韵瞪她：“看什么看！”说着就用抱枕捂起来。                                                                                苏柠柠倚在她床头柜上，笑说：“楼下那帮傻子，以为你心情不好，眼睛哭肿了，才不愿下去的呢。”                                                                                苏韵轻咳两声，把蒋慕承父母接舅舅和舅妈去家里过年的事给苏柠柠说了，两人高兴一番后，苏韵又催苏柠柠下去，让她赶紧送点吃的上来。                                                                                “我现在饿的前心贴后背，你多给我弄点吃的来，快，现在就去。”                                                                                苏柠柠很无语的下楼去，正好遇到蒋慕承送吃的上来。                                                                                “姐夫。”                                                                                蒋慕承微微颌首，多问了句：“跟林樾现在怎么样？”                                                                                苏柠柠笑说：“革命还未成功。”