天才一秒记住本站地址：[海棠书屋]                http://www.yinengjituan.com/最快更新！无广告！                                                                                        这是苏韵第一次真正意义上见识到什么是豪宅。                                                                                豪华法式四层别墅，气派尊贵，别墅有前后两个庭院，前院有露天泳池，私家花园。                                                                                花园内小桥流水假山，植被繁茂，芳香四溢，还有各种鱼在清水里欢快的游动着。                                                                                她最喜欢的就是花园边上的那个秋千。                                                                                后院有大片修剪整齐的草坪，足够开个小型的派对，右手边还有网球场。                                                                                此刻，苏韵感觉自己就是一条来自臭水沟的小鱼，因为一场大雨，被意外冲到了大河里，第一次看到如此壮阔又清澈的水域，她突然醉氧，连最基本的游泳都不会了。                                                                                时间尚早，林樾提议打网球，蒋慕承说好。                                                                                苏韵看着他们，心想难不成要穿正穿打球？                                                                                后来他们去了更衣室，出来时两人都是运动装。                                                                                林樾穿了骚包的红色，蒋慕承则是神秘诱惑的黑色。                                                                                苏韵诧异的看着林樾：“你有衣服在这？”                                                                                “恩，经常过来打球，就备了几套衣服在更衣室。”林樾走过去顺势搂住她的脖子，问：“是不是很帅？”                                                                                苏韵下意识的想躲避，却被林樾搂的更紧，他贴近苏韵的耳朵，小声道：“四哥跟我妈妈一伙的，你忘了？”                                                                                苏韵便不再挣扎，任由他揽在怀里，可她眼神瞄向蒋慕承时，却来了个四目相接，她狼狈的收回视线看向别处。                                                                                片刻的功夫，蒋慕承已经离开别墅，往后院走去。                                                                                苏韵这才抖掉林樾搭在她肩上的手，“走吧。”                                                                                球场上，裁判和球童都已到位，4个球童，每边站了2个。                                                                                苏韵看了看这场面，呆了几秒。                                                                                就是个娱乐消遣而已，要不要这么正式？                                                                                有钱人都是这么烧钱的？                                                                                林樾站在她身后，“四哥今天心情不好。”                                                                                苏韵回头，茫然：“什么意思？”                                                                                林樾叹了口气，他刚才真是吃饱了撑的提议打球。                                                                                他一脸心痛的拍拍苏韵的肩膀：“记得待会给我收尸。”不等苏韵给反应，他步伐沉重的向球场走去。                                                                                苏韵坐在了休息区，蒋慕承已经让保姆给她准备了点心水果还有果汁，都是她爱吃的，大概是巧合吧，她是这么想的。                                                                                她抬头，视线随着蒋慕承来回移动，他跟教练小声交代了几句，回到球场，简单做了个赛前热身准备。                                                                                逆着光，他的五官更显深刻立体，周身散发着矜贵沉稳的气质，而在黑色运动裤包裹下的两条长腿，肌肉线条流畅有力                                                                                苏韵一时看的失了神。                                                                                等她回神时，他正好望着她。                                                                                苏韵赶紧低头，从托盘里端了一杯果汁，埋头喝起来。                                                                                比赛开始。                                                                                苏韵对网球规则稍稍懂点，第一盘的两局后，她明显感觉林樾有些力不从心。                                                                                蒋慕承的每一球都极具杀伤力，林樾根本就毫无招架之力。                                                                                第一盘蒋慕承连胜六局，零失误。                                                                                反观林樾，体力被消耗的差不多，还多次出现失误，发球出界，过网击球，第六局时，他竟然连着两次发球失误。                                                                                第一盘结束后，林樾扔掉球拍，直接躺地上。                                                                                好几年都没有这么畅快淋漓的比过赛，虽然输的灰头土脸，但也心服口服。                                                                                他没想到蒋慕承会这么狠，只要有机会就对他来上致命一击，像对待商场上的死对头，狠决的不留余地。                                                                                蒋慕承也是汗流浃背，他余光瞥见苏韵正看着他这个方向。                                                                                他忽的转脸与她对视，可她像又感应似的做贼一般赶紧低头，两手抱着果汁杯，装模作样的喝着。                                                                                这一瞬，他心情舒畅了不少。                                                                                蒋慕承收回视线，对着林樾喊道：“别装死，起来把另一盘也打了。”                                                                                林樾侧脸，气喘吁吁：“四哥，不打了，我认输，我还要留着口气，晚上陪苏韵呢。”                                                                                蒋慕承闻言，似有不悦，但也没吱声，把球拍递给球童，就向休息区走去。                                                                                林樾喊苏韵：“媳妇儿，给我端杯水，我快不行了。”                                                                                苏韵：“”                                                                                然后看向蒋慕承，他已经走近，发丝里都是汗水。                                                                                周围的空气里全部是他的气息，清冽的，混合着淡淡的烟草味，奇怪的是，并没有汗味。                                                                                她目光游离片刻，自始至终都没敢看他一眼，她起身从托盘里端起一杯鲜榨果汁走向林樾。                                                                                林樾像个小孩一样，伸出手，“拉我一把。”                                                                                苏韵瞪他一眼，可他就熟视无睹。                                                                                苏韵伸手拉他，林樾起来，又说：“我膀子酸，喂我喝吧。”                                                                                苏韵：“”                                                                                还真把她当女朋友使唤了？                                                                                执拗不过林樾，苏韵把果汁杯放在他嘴边，他像个得逞的小孩，嘴巴压低杯沿，一小口一小口的轻啄，像品红酒。                                                                                等林樾喝完果汁，蒋慕承早就离开了球场。                                                                                苏韵回到休息区，本想着要把自己杯子里的那半杯果汁喝掉，可是杯里空空的，一滴没剩。                                                                                这？                                                                                                                                                                她很心塞的看看托盘里那杯满的果汁，这杯才是他的呀。                                                                                他怎么喝了她的果汁？                                                                                林樾站起来，跟苏韵说：“你去花园转转吧，那里的景挺好。”                                                                                苏韵问他：“你呢？”                                                                                “我去找四哥谈点事。”                                                                                苏韵故意逗他：“谈什么事？我也要去。”                                                                                林樾故作轻松，一脸的不正经：“谈谈四哥到底是不是禁欲系，还有，看到什么样的女人才会有冲动。”然后冲苏韵挑眉：“走啊，一起。”                                                                                “滚！”                                                                                *                                                                                晚上八点钟，苏韵和林樾到了会所。                                                                                林樾走在前面，苏韵紧跟其后。                                                                                快到包间门口时，忽的林樾停下回头，苏韵差点撞到他背上，她拧眉看着林樾，很不满：“停下来也吱一声啊。”                                                                                林樾笑：“如果我是四哥，你肯定愿意撞上去。”                                                                                苏韵张张嘴，却无力反驳，她没用腮红，可现在脸颊粉若桃花。                                                                                被看穿心思后的羞耻感无所遁形。                                                                                林樾摸摸她的头发，像是安抚，低头凑近她：“实话告诉你，我也喜欢四哥，很迷恋。”                                                                                苏韵杏眸圆瞪，不可置信的盯着林樾，半晌都没发出声，真是太震惊了，他竟然喜欢男人。                                                                                林樾对她的反应很满意，然后别过头，哈哈哈大笑。                                                                                苏韵知道自己被消遣了，气的抡起拳头捶打他。                                                                                林樾笑的肩膀乱颤。                                                                                又小声提醒：“喜欢四哥的女人不是只有你一个，一会儿肯定有数不尽的女人围着他。”                                                                                苏韵：“他没老婆？”                                                                                林樾双手抄兜，慵懒的倚在墙上，坏笑：“憋了这么多天，终于肯问了？”                                                                                苏韵拒不承认：“谁憋了啊？”                                                                                林樾一副原来如此的表情：“那我误解了，你就当我没说。”                                                                                苏韵气急败坏却又无力反驳。                                                                                林樾又逗她：“诶，到底想不想知道？”                                                                                苏韵脸都涨红，从没这么窝囊被动过，咬牙道：“想！”                                                                                林樾摸摸鼻子，要笑不笑：“但我现在又不想说了，你说怎么办？”                                                                                苏韵忍无可忍，就差跺脚了：“林樾，你混蛋！”                                                                                “哈哈！”林樾被她的表情逗的眼泪差点笑出来。                                                                                苏韵直接开踹，心里咆哮怒骂，林樾，你特么的最好祈祷别有天落在老娘手里！                                                                                林樾还是笑，弯腰把裤脚拍拍，“苏韵，我看这世上最能装的就是你，平日里一副正儿八经的淑女样，其实你骨子里就是女痞子！野的不得了！”跟苏柠柠在某方面还真像。                                                                                苏韵也没否认，她的确表里不一，可她没有随心所欲，没有任性妄为的资本，因为没有人给她处理烂摊子，没有谁给她遮挡住黑暗现实的一面。                                                                                她只能按照这个社会最现实最残忍的那一面，虚伪的活着。                                                                                有时看着镜子里那个温顺乖巧，懂事听话的她，她发觉都快不认识自己了。                                                                                林樾意识到自己说了让她伤心的话，也不知该如何安慰，最后只说了句：“今晚过后你就自由了。”                                                                                苏韵一脸茫然，欲要问他是几个意思，包间的门从里面拉开，一个妆容精致的女人走出来。                                                                                “林樾，搁这里傻站着干嘛呢，就等你了！”                                                                                袁颖这才把视线落在背对着她的那个女人身上，修长的脖子，头发挽起，穿一件白色简单的礼服，腰肢柔软纤细，就光是看背影，都觉得美的不可方物。                                                                                苏韵闻声回头，四目相对，苏韵感觉面前这个女人眼神慌乱，神情紧张。                                                                                难道是因为自己太美了？                                                                                袁颖好不容易镇定下来，看向林樾，嘴角牵了牵，“这位是？”                                                                                “女朋友。”林樾伸手把苏韵往怀里一带，给她介绍，“这是我大姨家的表姐，袁颖。”                                                                                苏韵浅笑着打了声招呼。                                                                                袁颖脸上的表情僵硬，但还是牵强的应了声。