This was a banquet, without a piece of pork, and the food was pretty good, but Beibei couldn't eat anything, so she hadn't eaten much. When the banquet was about to end, Hongxia announced that she had booked a concert hall and let everyone go.

Most of the friends Hongxia asked for were small bosses with some capital, and there were many people driving. After Hongxia said that, she quietly told Beibei and asked Beibei to follow her. Before Beibei could react to what Hongxia meant, a man's big hand grabbed Beibei's arm and said, "Let's go, let's go together."

The man who pulled her out was the man who raised his glass to signal her. His hands were so big, thick, cold, and very powerful. The force of grasping Beibei's arms was so strong. He felt a strong sense of oppression. He almost broke Beibei's wrists. Behind him, Beibei was pulled. She didn't even have the chance to say something to Hongxia, and was stuffed into the elevator.

After entering the elevator, the man turned around. His tall figure had to lower his head to talk to Beibei. His thick shoulders and thick eyebrows were as afraid to speak. Beibei was sure that if he didn't hurt himself, no one would do anything to him in his hand. Until then, the man had not let go of his hand, stared at her, leaning forward, the girl took a step back timidly and said, "I haven't even said anything to Sister Hongxia."

The man seemed to have not heard what Bebe said, he was at his own pace, so he said, "I'm afraid you will leave with others in a while."

He stared at Beibei's eyes, firm and powerful. Seeing Beibei continue to retreat, the man took a step forward without hesitation, squeezing her in the corner of the elevator. His thick shoulders were hard and Beibei reached out to push his body that was approaching, feeling that his hands were dug back like a boneless chicken fillet. But this time Beibei was no longer afraid. She did not avoid the man's eyes. She knew that she had no choice but to retreat, and she was the same as him. This man fell in love with her.

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She was taken by the man to a white sedan. He was an unrestrained person, and there was a song of Huang Jiaju's fame in the car, loudly. Nissan must have been modified. Even people like Beibei who have no knowledge of the car could hear the roar of the engine. The effect of that kind of audio was shocking, and the thick and powerful music sounds of the audio in the car could be heard almost on the street.

The man drove very fast, and the white Nissan turned around and rushed out of the road. The most prosperous street in the city was bright and wine. The street lights might not be so dazzling in a while, but now it was just right. The man drove three or four red lights on the road, still like the river water with the gates open, with no sign of slowing down. Beibei was a little scared in the co-pilot. She clenched her fists nervously, but the excitement and stingy in her heart stimulated her to not speak to the man slow down. She only felt extremely excited, and every pore stretched out under the stimulation of this excitement. The tinnitus that had just been tortured to the headache also disappeared. A self who was wild and happy in her heart was reborn. The car was getting faster and faster, but Beibei smiled.

If it was when traffic police were everywhere during the day, they would definitely be locked up by the police, but at night this man could take Bebe to rush all the way on the road.

"We ran a red light." Beibei said loudly.

"It's okay. Are you scared?" As he said, he relaxed his strength to step on the accelerator, and Nissan's thrust also weakened a little. His low voice was thick and powerful, as if he could knock directly into Beibei's heart.

"No." She was really not afraid, especially now she was even less afraid. Even if there was a car rushing towards her in front of her, she wouldn't be afraid.

"Then I'll hurry up." The man seemed to be the pioneer general who had received the command, and the accelerator jumped up again. The white Nissan was almost speeding. Whatever he said to him was no longer heard. The music and the roar of the engine were so loud that even the shouting was meaningless.

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Xiao Min is very good at using her woman's body. Peng Cheng is now more and more fond of her. Although Xiao Min still doesn't scream, Peng Cheng still can't stop. With such pleasure, Peng Cheng always has to wait until the police are away to enjoy it. Sometimes, when the police have just finished having fun, Xiao Min will come to make him feel happy. In this case, it's often even less loud. But it doesn't matter. Peng Cheng no longer cares whether Xiao Min can scream. Just whether she screams or not, he will be happy.

Recently, Xiao Min has been having a quarrel because Peng Cheng is always unwilling to throw Beibei away, so Xiao Min began to punish sexual issues. In Peng Cheng's opinion, Beibei already knows the matter between him and Xiao Min, but he still can't treat her cruelly. Peng Cheng is not as eager as before. No matter how much he likes to eat duck eggs, he is tired of eating it. Sometimes the friction of the body is not necessarily love. Besides, isn't there a policeman? The police are his who play the rest. What is he?

However, Xiao Min and Peng Cheng are not people who are confused about this kind of problem. They both firmly believe that without physical friction, there will definitely be no sparks of souls. So Xiao Min punished herself, and Peng Cheng started to watch the fun again in the dark scene.

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"Be careful not to mess with Xiao Min and the police." Aunt Xue's etiquette is really amazing. To this day, she always reminds Peng Cheng that no one can truly treat him a child without foundation.

The young man listened to Aunt Xue's words in a muffled voice, but he was just heartbroken and just casually excuses: "It's yellow! But the police don't know."

Like Beibei, as long as he is a woman, he is Peng *zheng's girlfriend, Aunt Xue's smell can be covered. This old lady loves to mess around, but Peng Cheng will never make the original mistake again. He knows that no matter what he does, Aunt Xue will no longer give him money to gesture in the dark scene.

"No one knows what Xiao Min is doing now." The young man turned over and put his pillow on Aunt Xue's leg, thinking.

"But you always have to think about other girls!" Aunt Xue said, picking up the jeans that Peng Cheng changed and folded them neatly in her hands: "Xiao Min and the police have been with each other for many years."

"She is not a girl? How big is her girl?" Peng Cheng said and gestured, like a cherry. Xiao Min must not only slept with the police and she, but also knows how many experiences a woman has, after taking off her clothes and getting on the kang. If Xiao Min had not had more than ten years of working experience, could she not scream in that matter? In that pain, there would be few women who could not speak without making a sound.

"It's good that you know." Aunt Xue looked relieved and patted Peng Cheng's back of her hand, meaningful.

It's good to know, but what can I do if I know? Peng Cheng stretched his waist, but Aunt Xue didn't know. He actually really wanted to mess up Xiao Min and the police. If Xiao Min and the police were bad, he would really marry Xiao Min. But he couldn't say these words to this old lady. Whatever she liked to listen to, he would say anything she wasn't very good.

Xiao Min is not really important. She is just a good opportunity for her. A woman with more experience will not be as strict as Beibei. Xiao Min cannot be compared with Beibei in terms of appearance, education, or in any aspect. However, Peng Cheng feels that she really likes Xiao Min. Besides, he wants nothing like him, and he is afraid that he can be worthy of a woman like Xiao Min.

So every time Peng Cheng was very busy, from hoping to make Xiao Min scream, until now he just wanted Xiao Min to get pregnant. When he was pregnant, Xiao Min would generally marry him. Xiao Min once said that she had an abortion, but she didn't say it a few times. Xiao Min was also two years older than him. If a 28-year-old girl has a 28-year-old, she might not have another one. He felt that as long as Xiao Min got pregnant, no matter what Peng Cheng had nothing, Xiao Min's family would be in a hurry to deal with her daughter to him, so it would be much easier to get married.

Peng Cheng just wants to have a home now. As Beibei told him in the central park, there is a house where a woman cooks soybeans in the house, waiting for him to come back to eat, and then hugged his neck tightly and said, "Husband, why did you come back?"

How good it feels? On the picture in Peng Cheng's head, the woman was Xiao Min. Her fat white arms were filled with milky fragrance, and he had to make her pregnant.

But after working for so long, no matter how hard Peng Cheng worked, even if he had two or three tubes in one night, Xiao Min had always shown signs of pregnancy. This little girl should come and her aunt come and her aunt come and she should come and do it.
Chapter completed!