也愿意去哄她。                                                                                苏韵抬头，笑说：“被你那五百万的玫瑰花给砸的脑回路开始正常。”其实她心里还是酸涩蔓延。                                                                                自己的男人却这么信另一个女人，还是前女友，说不出是什么滋味。                                                                                可是答应过他，信他一次。                                                                                而且她也不想再跟他，闹来闹去，都闹不出什么结果，她难过不说，蒋慕承也会心烦。                                                                                蒋慕承向前几步，弯下腰，“上来，我背你。”                                                                                苏韵慢吞吞的走过去，整个人趴在他背上，双手环住他的脖子，问：“我重还是夏乔重？”                                                                                蒋慕承站稳，走了一小段路后才回她：“你比然然重。”                                                                                苏韵凑近他的耳边：“真没有背过其他女人？”                                                                                “你说呢？”