上去。                                                                                苏韵还在云里飘着，大脑也不做主，蒋慕承让她干嘛，她就乖乖听话照做，坐上车，看着车外的人。                                                                                她的意识一点点回笼。                                                                                车外。                                                                                陶然伸手：“舅舅，赶紧跟我结账，我还急着回家看小说呢。”                                                                                蒋慕承看着她，假装听不懂：“结什么账？”                                                                                陶然一副你想赖账的表情。                                                                                蒋慕承揉揉她的头，瞥了眼开过来的那辆汽车：“你的车来了，回去早点睡觉。”                                                                                陶然不干了：“舅舅，你竟然连这点小钱都要赖掉？我可是牺牲了黄金学习时间，给你卖力演戏的，做人不能这么不厚道。”                                                                                她特意停顿：“男人小气，很容易讨不到媳妇的，是吧，苏医生？”视线落在苏韵身上。