The real showdown is often not that one person is strong. Two equally powerful people will promote, improve, and reach the pinnacle in the competition. It has to be admitted that Beibei and Peng Cheng are both people who can reach the pinnacle. They give the opponent the most appropriate stimulation and then surpass themselves. At this time, even she doesn't know where Beibei's power comes from. She grabbed Peng Cheng's black tight-fitting little jacket and pulled him up from the side, staring at his eyes that were wide open due to surprise.

"How can you like her if you are shameless?" The girl still couldn't help herself. She was trembling, and the beautiful and young pieces on her face were trembling, unable to control herself, and blurted out.

Peng Cheng suddenly raised his head, staring at her without any fear, making her tremble more and more. He might have regretted the scene just now! So he didn't know how to face Beibei, so he had to turn his body. But Beibei chased him hard, and she actually pulled him out of the bed, forcing him to forget the little regret that had surged in his heart. He wrapped his cotton jacket tightly, twisting his body back and forth hard, and shook it, so he threw her away.

While pulling the two sides, they were not giving in. The twisting force was only with five fingers. Beibei's nails were scratched, and the red blood dripped on the lining of Peng Cheng's cotton jacket, making it dizzy. They both saw it. Beibei let go of his hand. Peng Cheng frowned. He couldn't say what his expression was, or he was disgusted? Or it was not all, but he didn't go to see her. He just watched the blood grow bigger and bigger, put on his clothes, and lay down again.

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Again, when he looked at the back of his head, Beibei didn't have the strength to grab him again. She suddenly felt helpless, but it was not because no one helped her. Really, it turned out that helplessness did not mean that no one helped her, but that there was no way. There was no way to do anything, right? Beibei didn't know what else to save herself at this time, and what else could make her feel better. Even if he suddenly said that he loved her again, she couldn't bear the betrayal.

She knelt next to Peng Cheng, with no sound in the closed room, and she felt everything was silent. Haha, the world was desolate and not pretentious. The bed was so hard that her knees hurt. She watched him lie on his side and lie in his clothes. The blood on his hands casually spread bright flowers like red clouds on the bed sheet. She raised her fingers and the flowers bloomed somewhere else.

The blood was really red, red, and it fainted on the bed sheets, and then it was one after another, continuously. At this time, there was a hint of joy in her heart, a kind of joy to put it to death. Suddenly she sat up and said, "Didn't you say you'd die without me? Then let's die together!"

After saying that, Beibei turned around and ran to the kitchen, unswerving the gas without hesitation. The hissing muffled sound sounded really loud today! She was surprised to notice the different sound. She had never noticed that there was still a sound when the gas was released before? She stood in front of the stove, staring at the unchanged stove. The gas almost came out of that place. It was really unchanged and she couldn't see anything! You must know that not everything can be seen with your eyes.

A large stream of tears burst out from her eyes, and she suddenly felt so wonderful, so wonderful.

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Peng Cheng's reaction was too fast, almost following Beibei, and he rushed over and twisted out the gas. He pinched the gas switch with one hand, looking at the crazy girl incredibly, with a terrifying head.

The determined woman struggled to snatch him. When he twisted it out, she squeezed it out, and she pushed it out. After a long time of tossing and making it annoyed him. Peng Cheng twisted out the gas for the last time, then pulled Beibei and pushed her farther, pressing it against the wall behind him. He turned his head and looked at the girl running around like a rabbit, full of uncertainty and discomfort.

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"Wife, have you seen that building? You say dying, I will jump down and wait for you first." Beibei remembers what Peng Cheng said. His expression at that time, his stubborn and clear eyes as if he was as stubborn as a child. His sincere heart was so like a real person, so like a real person. It's really not good that it's true. But, but why is it like this now? She can't think clearly and cannot accept such changes. Is it because he's cowardly? No? He dares not, and he doesn't want to die. He doesn't want to die with her. Now she wants to die with him.

——I feel so distressed.

Beibei knew that she was really a fool in Peng Cheng's heart now, but she no longer cared about these things. It doesn't matter what it was, but it doesn't matter what it was.

"Didn't you say you want to die with me? Now I'm willing to die with you, why are you not willing?" She yelled, struggling to break free from Peng Cheng's control, struggling to break free from her attachment, and stubbornly reaching out to the switch. Perhaps, this is really the only way she can think of.

"You dare not, right?" Only those who love in their hearts will have such simple eyes, like children, as serious as children. Peng Cheng grabbed Beibei's arm so that she could see his eyes clearly. His eyes were so bright today, translucent, surprised, unbearable, hidden behind fear, all of her big face, her face swollen face like a psychopath! She is almost like when Peng Cheng was abandoned, and she never thought that she would be thrown at the intersection where she had only her own, but unfortunately she was thrown away.

Peng Cheng continued to remain silent. He didn't say a word. No matter how Beibei tossed or shouted, he could only hug her tightly. The gas did not leak much, and the smell was not very big, but it was still aiming at his nose. Beibei kept tossing. Peng Cheng tightened the strength of his arms. He dragged her back and forth around the room, opened the door, opened all the windows, then carried Beibei, entered the room, put her on the big bed, then took off her shirt, and pressed her whole body up.

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"Wife, can you give it to me today? Let it be given to me today!" Peng Cheng lay on Beibei's body, raised his head, and his tranced eyes turned around on her face, sliding back and forth. His head-up patterns were piled on his forehead at this moment, so clear!

Beibei yelled hard: "No." Just two words, saying that she had nothing to do with all her strength. What did he do? He fell in love with an old lady. She stopped struggling, turned her head and twisted her neck and refused to look at him.

"Why isn't it possible today?" Peng Cheng seemed a little self-deprecating, and even smiled with self-deprecating.

Wen Beibei turned his head mechanically, and like a female ghost who turned into a zombie, stared at her empty eyes and said, "I hate you."

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Staring at her, he looked at her and said those three words word by word, his eyes almost bleeded, and his mouth opened slightly, but he did not comment. He understood what she was saying, and he wanted to say something, but he didn't know, he didn't understand what she was saying. After a while, Bebe still stared at him, which made him lower his head and turned away from her desperate face. He hugged her tightly, touching her hard neck with his hand, rubbing gently back and forth, as if he wanted to make it softer.

Who is she? She is not someone else, she is Wen Beibei. To her, he is a mud that needs to be conquered, but to him, she is his pure and innocent princess, and he is not worthy of his princess. Peng Cheng sighed. He was already very hardworking and wanted to get closer to his princess. Humph, maybe he was destined to be born, and he could never be closer to her.

"Don't be like this, my wife, I'm always upset. I haven't fallen in love with any old lady. I just want to get some money from her? Actually...hey!" As he said that, he gave up touching, hugged Beibei's neck with both arms and buried his head in the neck. He wanted to say something to save it, but found that he couldn't even explain it clearly.

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Beibei listened calmly to his words, feeling the slurring of his neck.

She was already in tears just for the belated lie. He was in the mood to deceive her again. Why didn't he deceive her like this? Why did she reach such a point and let her believe that it was all for money? Is he for money? Is he so sad for money? Look at his heartbroken look, if it weren't for true love, could he be sad like that? Both of them were wrong, and even when they reached this point, they couldn't turn back.

"Wife, listen to me, don't cry." If the woman in her arms had not been crying silently, she seemed to be dead without any reaction. Peng Cheng tightened his arms again. "Look, you owe so much money, I owe a lot outside. I told my father that he said he was busy and had no time to print it." He swallowed this time. "What's more, he is not my father. If he throws me out, he doesn't care about whether he is dead or alive."

He continued to hold Beibei tightly and pressed her tightly under him. It didn't matter if he couldn't understand. He could think slowly, as long as Beibei was still there, it was still in his arms. But at this time, Beibei could no longer hear anything. Peng Cheng could feel that although the woman was still in her arms, it seemed to have floated away. He was very anxious, but she was very desperate. Her rolling heart was so uncomfortable that she felt a pain in her back, and then she started *.

Peng Cheng helped Beibei up and gently stroked her back: "Wife, are you a little better? Are you pressing yourself?"

Beibei shook her head, but soon her face improved. Peng Cheng hugged her again, tentatively letting both of them lie on the bed. He looked like a girl holding a motionless man, lying on the side, lying beside her, holding her tightly with his arms, refusing to let go.

"Wife, I'm not good at your husband. I actually want to have some money to make you look good in front of your family. Wife, I want to be without embarrassing you when I stand by you."

Flip! This sentence is definitely flipped, causing all situations to take a sharp turn. If Peng Cheng didn't have that scar on his face, perhaps the effect of this sentence was not enough to resist the previous harm, but life is too wonderful, and it always makes everything come very reasonable, but unexpectedly wonderful.

"Has she given it to you?" She finally responded.
Chapter completed!