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                                                              “啊?还有人敢骂你。”在苏韵看来,蒋慕承犹如珠峰,孤高冷傲,高耸云端,又气势磅礴。                                                                                珠峰是世界之巅,那么他就是男人之最,他甚至比珠峰更难征服和攀登。这样一个与生俱来的王者一般存在的男人,竟然还有人敢骂他                                                                                蒋慕承笑:“是我二哥,他谁都骂,小米被他骂的都不愿回家。”                                                                                哦,原来是哥哥,难怪敢骂他。                                                                                苏韵问:“二哥是干什么的?脾气这么躁?”                                                                                蒋慕承没说话,拿出手机,在度娘里搜索了个人,把屏幕递到她眼前,“这就是我二哥。”                                                                                苏韵光是看到名字就被呛的连连干咳,感到失态,赶紧趴在他怀里。                                                                                蒋慕承低头亲了下她的额头,“被吓到了?”                                                                                苏韵声音闷闷的,“恩,有点。”现实里没见过这么大的官。                  
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