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                                                                       响了好久,那头终于接听,还不等蒋慕承说话,就听不满的语气透过电波传来。                                                                                但音质极其悦耳,用天籁般的声音形容一点都不为过。                                                                                “蒋慕承,你烦不烦!你不知道我在午睡吗!你是不是又要跟我说你手机不在你身边,让我别发微信到你手机上?大哥,我知道了,我还没到更年期,也没老糊涂!你真用不着一遍遍提醒我,我都快被你烦死了!我要再敢烦我,我就跟你断绝关系,不信你试试!”                                                                                说完就干脆利落的挂断。                                                                                “诶!…”蒋慕承真想都把手机给摔了,他抬眸看苏韵。                                                                                苏韵脸上的表情已经复杂到他一时找不到合适的词语来形容。                                                                                蒋慕承知道,他现在多说无益,说了苏韵也不会信,又找出电话号码,结果语音提示关机。                                                                                他喘了口粗气,又拨打固话。                                                                              
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