苏韵话到嘴边，又悉数吞下，因为就算罚他，她的心里也不会再舒坦。                                                                                                                                                                别墅的大门口。                                                                                夏乔一脸心痛的看着蒋慕承，“四哥，咋个意思？”不让她进去？                                                                                蒋慕承双手抄兜，一只脚搭在花坛的路牙石上，表情一如的冷淡，“这里空气好。”                                                                                “”夏乔昂头看了眼天空，这阵子月亮又被厚厚的云彩挡住，心想怎么不下大雨的！                                                                                夏乔下意识的看了眼别墅那边，问：“苏韵在里面？”                                                                                蒋慕承点了一支烟，“恩。”                                                                                难怪。                                                                                夏乔心里说不上是什么滋味，以前他们恋爱时，都是在外面约会，其实也算不上约会，就是吃个饭而已。