好好揉？真的疼的受不了。”苏韵不满的捏他的下巴。                                                                                他刚才指尖在她肚挤眼上轻轻摩挲，又痒又麻。                                                                                蒋慕承低沉的声音从她头顶传来，“苏韵，我知道你肚子不疼。”然后又开始认真给她揉肚子。                                                                                苏韵闷声咕哝一句：“那你还给我揉。”                                                                                蒋慕承：“谁让我犯贱想惯着你。”                                                                                苏韵把脸埋在他怀里，之后一直很老实，再也没说话。                                                                                蒋慕承把苏韵哄睡后又去了书房，把海外分公司的邮件处理好，已经是凌晨一点多，去卧室前，他又到露台抽了根烟，把这段时间发生的所有事都在脑海里过了一遍。                                                                                突然面色沉了沉，他拿出手机拨了夏乔的电话。                                                                                电话接通后，那边很嘈杂，果不出他所料，她还在夜场流连。                                                                                “还在外面？”