这女人半句不提钱，就要走。
                
            
            

            
                    
                易枫也只能够这样提醒着。
                
            
            

            
                    
                可落在诗青妩的耳朵里，瞬间就变了意思。
                
            
            

            
                    
                “他这话……”
                
            
            

            
                    
                “这话……”
                
            
            

            
                    
                “是要我想他，记挂他？”
                
            
            

            
                    
                “而且，还要我多来他这里？”
                
            
            

            
                    
                羞怒的诗青妩，再一次脸红到了耳根子，手忙脚乱之下，小手无处安放。
                
            
            

            
                    
                “好！”
                
            
            

            
                    
                筹措良久，她红着脸，低着脑袋娇嗔了一声，快速跑掉了。
                
            
            

            
                    
                “这是什么表情？”
                
                    
                
            
            

            
                    
                易枫不解地看着小跑掉的诗青妩，挠了挠脑袋，继续趟回了躺椅之上。
                
            
            

            
                    
                又把那副红色信件拿了出来。
                
            
            

            
                    
                这不是一封普通的信。