Both of them were very alert. Peng Cheng's cell phone ringing was rustic, and there was no sign of clanging, which was extremely harsh. He stared at Beibei's face, and she also stared at him, waiting to see his reaction. This was like a test, but Peng Cheng was destined to be unable to withstand the test. So, he glanced at the phone and hung up quickly, and a fleeting but irrepressible smile appeared in the corners of his lips.

Maybe he only smiled for a moment, and he thought Beibei would not notice it. He came back to his senses and looked at her again. The brilliance in his eyes had not completely disappeared. It was the brilliance that only the joy in his heart could be seen. Beibei could see it, but this joy did not arise because of her, she could see it.

He seemed very embarrassed and wanted to say something first, but he didn't have a chance. He held his cell phone, hesitated for a moment, and still called the phone back. How could it be another test? The sudden call seemed to make him forget the stalemate in front of him that had improved slightly. At the stall of this call, Peng Cheng suddenly looked up and was hitting Beibei. She was looking at him in silence, and his pupils were full of his anxiousness. So before the call was answered, he hung up and said, "Wife, go home first."

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This was basically what Peng Cheng could think of, and the only way to protect Beibei, but it was obviously not in the eyes of the girl. This seemed to be a sharp sword that pierced her heart, without her being prepared.

Peng Cheng paced back and forth as if he was going to pee. He was about to call back, and she understood. He seemed to be getting more and more anxious. His hand pinched his phone could no longer control it. He called back unbearably. Before the call was connected, it hung up and then disconnected. Then he dialed again, and then hung up again. Sometimes, he looked down at the phone, looked up at Beibei, and repeatedly begged her to go home first and not listen. The phone was like a spell, encouraging him, like an possessive, and knew that he had revealed his thoughts, but he still had to call him.

"You can hit it." Beibei kept watching Peng Cheng's performance in front of him quietly. This powerful actor with a skilled acting career made his unstoppable thoughts truly and unbearable, which made people amazing.

At that moment, Beibei's heart was so cowardly that he had just relaxed a little because of his reluctance, and the heartwarming moment were not enough to resist the harm in front of her. She was so stubborn that she wanted to see what was going on, so she stared at him motionlessly, and he stubbornly asked her to leave first. Both of them were very persistent, sitting face to face on the bed, but no one let her go.

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"Wife, look, you go back first! I don't want you to hear it, don't listen!" Peng Cheng said this in a panic in a hurry. He was so anxious that he was about to go crazy. He turned around on the ground and jumped hard twice, but still couldn't calm down. He was like the exaggerated male protagonist in Qiong Yao's drama, showing off his soul that was about to be crazy and tossed about love.

Beibei didn't move at all. No matter how he jumped, everything that collapsed and broke into the dam was in her heart. The mountains and seas were thundering and the surging surging. She had thought about it and she wanted to watch.

Now she wanted to hear him tell the old lady in person in front of her that he missed her. Haha, that seemed to be a very exciting thing, right? She wanted to hear how he talked about love with that old woman, was it like the two of them? Will she also say the things they said?

At this time, she was no longer rational. Beibei didn't know what she wanted to do. She just wanted to hear it. As for how to clean up the mess after listening, she didn't know, and she didn't even think about any other mess. Most of the people who follow this feeling were wrong, but she couldn't think so much, and couldn't tell what was right or wrong. Her heart was tortured by his anxious begging like peeing. She forgot to hurt and didn't care.

Or maybe Peng Cheng was rational. He knew what he wanted to do after he asked Beibei to go home. Perhaps he also knew that the old woman would say something to him on the phone. He could even analyze that Beibei was not suitable for listening to what he was about to talk to Aunt Xue at this time. Just like when Beibei talked about his grandfather's house, he understood that the life between him and Beibei was the limit until now, and it was over.

But Peng Cheng didn't want Beibei to hear any dialogue on the phone. Logically speaking, what's the difference between what's wrong with not hearing this skill? A wise man is nothing more than seeing the situation clearly. Having more information is to understand the overall situation better. Bebe's mood in the darkness can be understood, but he knows what's better for her. He doesn't want to hurt her, but she insists on being arrogant.

Will he say Aunt Xue, I miss you? Beibei was thinking about what Peng Cheng said again, she almost didn't hear what Peng Cheng might say, and her mind was filled with what Peng Cheng might say. It's so strange. Now that Peng Cheng said Aunt Xue, I miss you, Beibei didn't feel disgusting. She must listen. She wants to listen. No matter how ugly she looks, she wants to see with her own eyes, she wants to...

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"Wife, don't bother me, just know that I'm you in my heart. Don't listen, go home first." Peng Cheng reached out to push her, but he didn't even touch him. Beibei looked at his embarrassing arm hanging in the air, his expression was so twisted, as if he had used a lot of strength, but she was not squeezed away by this force. She looked at the hurricane outside the window through the glass window. Although she was afraid, she could not feel the power of the hurricane at all. She looked at Peng Cheng, and he seemed to have really entered another time and space, leaving herself. Although she could still see him, it was getting farther and farther away.

Damn, Beibei cried again at this time. She couldn't understand why he wanted to be with Aunt Xue? Why did he call Aunt Xue? Didn't they have a very harmonious conversation just now? Why did he still want to call Aunt Xue and say something to kiss me and my lover. Can those words be said to the old lady? Beibei really felt so distressed, not because of feeling or thinking, but because of the pain in her body. She felt that the lower part of her heart and the middle part was so painful that she had to hammer it twice with her hand.

Peng Cheng jumped out of bed. Such negotiations have not been achieved for so long. He was so anxious that he squatted beside the bed, putting shoes on Beibei while talking. He probably didn't care what Beibei could think about. Aunt Xue had been waiting there for a long time, and then he picked her up, pushed her towards the door, opened the door, and pushed her out.

"Wife, my husband won't send you there. You go home first, okay? I don't want you to listen, don't listen."

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The wind at the door was so strong. The first floor door was facing the entrance of the corridor. The howling wind and snow outside made the night as terrifying as hell. Peng Cheng said this even more terrifying! This is not equivalent to telling Beibei that he was going to use the ultimate move with that old lady? What is the ultimate move? Beibei couldn't think of it.

"Wife, I don't care no matter how others look at me. I don't want you to look at me like that. I just want it to be different in your heart." Peng Cheng took Beibei's hand and held his hands separately. He stared at her reaction intently. He had never looked so short, bent his knees and almost looked straight into the girl's eyes.

"Okay." The dumb woman responded. Just as the eyes were facing each other, they seemed to be able to see each other's hearts. No one knew why the focus of the problems between the two of them was always right. What Beibei was thinking was that the man who kept saying that he loved him couldn't explain clearly, so he pushed her out.

"Can you walk by yourself?" Peng Cheng asked inside and outside the door. Before Beibei could answer, he seemed to feel unsafe, so he changed his mouth and said, "I'll give it to you!" As he said that, his whole body squeezed out and wanted to close the door.

"No need." Beibei pulled the corner of her mouth slightly and smiled hypocritically. She looked at him so sadly, hoping that he could take her back again, and then no longer call Aunt Xue. Now she is probably the puppy that is about to be abandoned, and she is pushed into the strong wind on the road, but unfortunately she has not grown a bunch of fur.

"I'll go by myself."

Harm can always make people extremely beautiful. Beibei is very beautiful now, her eyes wide open, and it is heartbreaking. Peng Cheng was infected by her helplessness. He held Beibei's hand and was reluctant to let go. The wind and snow blew Beibei's long hair, and her bangs were in front of her. She squinted her eyes slightly. She only felt her heart tightening, and the expected tears did not remain. His heart finally let go.

"Um!"

Peng Cheng's eyes wandered back and forth on Beibei's beautiful face, confirming the fact that he could tell, and finally he showed a sense of relief. Then he smiled, pouted, he kissed her, pecked her for a long time, with a crisp sound. Then he rubbed her slightly messy hair back and forth, like a child looking at his beloved toy, staring blankly.

"Baby, believe me, I don't like her, she, as soon as she stretched out her hand, it was all old-age. I can't like her, I just want to..." Before he finished speaking, he couldn't finish it. Seeing the girl's frustrated face, he couldn't continue. He hugged Beibei tightly and kissed her on the cheek.
Chapter completed!