The restaurant was silent, and gradually, there were more and more guests around it. It was so noisy that almost every table of diners ordered boiled fish. The signboard of this restaurant was not in vain. The gentle music appeared and disappeared from time to time, and it seemed to be vaguely floating, so that people were willing to look for the sound and clear their minds.

Beibei's solo wandered with the music, and the food in her mouth seemed particularly sweet. The fish became less and less like fish, but it just fitted with the aesthetics of her mouth. She didn't care what she had eaten, and satisfaction was the best.

Before he could even take a few bites, Peng Cheng suddenly put down his chopsticks. He waved his hand in a hoarse voice and asked the waiter to bring cold water. Beibei didn't take it seriously. He just looked up at him with a slight look. This glance really scared her.

Following Peng Cheng's small face as big as a palm, a red oil-like sweat slipped down. He didn't seem to have changed his body and directly emerged from his pores again. The bend seemed to be like blood. Then his forehead suddenly condensed. In almost the blink of an eye, one after another of the red water rolled down, and his whole face swelled slightly.

Beibei was frightened by his appearance, and he was staggering on the side. This was a horror movie. She was sitting in the restaurant eating water and boiling fish. The man opposite suddenly turned into a zombie with red face. The girl subconsciously looked around. Fortunately, not everyone turned into zombies. They were all eating, grinning, talking and laughing, and they were all fine, only Peng Cheng changed his appearance.

"You are really allergic! Then let's go to the hospital!" Before two sentences were enough, Peng Cheng seemed to be cooked, and his head was red and his head was bigger. The flesh on his face seemed to be soaked, and it was swollen rapidly.

At this time, the only thing waiting for them seemed to be the explosion. Beibei subconsciously raised her arm, as if she wanted to cover her head, and she pouted opposite him, at a loss. Peng Cheng was still pouring ice water hard, and the girl's mouth couldn't go smoothly. She stumbled and said, "It's swollen, let's go! Go to the hospital, don't hold it up, it's too big."

What should I do? The girl seemed to have tears in her eyes. She reached out and touched his arm. There was a layer of sweat on her arm, so she timidly took it back. Now she was really numb. Suddenly, Peng Cheng freed up a hand, and he grabbed Beibei's arm and pulled her back to her seat to sit.

The girl wearing a cheongsam was also frightened and trotted along the way to bring a large can of boiled water with ice. Peng Cheng didn't say anything and drank it clean with the can of water. This time he raised his head again and fryed it.

The young man's swollen eyelids were tightly pressed together, so he squeezed his eyelids and held his eyes in it, and could no longer open it. The flesh on the eyelids was obviously abnormally turned out, and two lines of red tears flowed down his cheeks to his mouth, passing by the scar that looked even more abrupt. If she wanted to rest, he smiled hard for her to show her, but he felt something flowing through his eyes, as if it was spicy, and another red tears gushed out. Peng Cheng stretched out his hand and wiped it in a mess.

"I said I won't eat it, you have to eat it, I'll see it this time!"

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By this time, Beibei was completely stunned. She could only watch Peng Cheng in a daze. Seeing him becoming more and more deformed, his fear could be explained clearly. She thought, if Peng* died here, how would she explain to the police that this person was not killed by her, he died of fish medicine.

This seems to be unreasonable. Who can believe that taking fish can kill a person? Thinking of this, she wanted to run away a little. When she lowered her head, his hand was still tightly holding his arm. It might be a bit too late to not hold it. Beibei thought to herself that if she ran away and Peng Cheng died again, it might be even more difficult to explain.

"Let's go and have a look!" Beibei suggested again. She was anxious. The more anxious she wanted to pee. She could no longer eat. She stood aside nervously and stared at him intently. The deformed guy in front of her made her heart tugged. It would be better if she didn't eat fish. She really regretted it.

"I'm really fine." Peng Cheng took the time to look up and comforted him, as if he was deliberately scaring people.

"You're all red, you're all fat!"

"Sit down, eat yours, I'm fine, don't look at me like that."

He was sweating again, and the girl wearing a cheongsam immediately handed over tissues. The restaurant manager also ran over. The crappy short skirt was slit and Lao Gao opened. When he bowed, he could see the white inside. One of them asked, the other said, "I was talking." The manager said he wanted to go to the hospital to have a look, and the restaurant could pay first."

At this moment, the guest at the next table became turbulent and leaned forward to look here. The manager hurriedly came forward to clarify: "It's okay, this person has a pepper allergy, and it has nothing to do with the things in our hotel."

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"Baibei, sit down and watch it all! I'm really okay, you eat yours." Peng Cheng became a little angry. He became impatient and even more disgusted with the curious eyes of the people around him. Beibei hurriedly took over him and used his body to open the eyes of others.

"Okay, I'm fine. Come with a bottle of ice water. You both will leave!"

He insisted that he would be fine in a while and would not accept anyone's inquiries. He kept waved impatiently, grabbed Beibei's arm and let her sit down and eat fish with peace of mind, and reached out to block his face.

"Sit down, don't be afraid. I just eat chili peppers. Just don't eat them. I'll get better in a while. Don't worry, you all stay away."

He yelled, then looked carefully at Beibei's face. He could see that she was cautiously suspicious and took out a cigarette and lit it: "You eat it first, can you give me ten minutes? I'll smoke a cigarette, wait for me for ten minutes, and you can see it again, can you do it?"

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"The society is really different today." Peng Cheng put out the cigarette roll in his mouth in the ashtray. He rubbed his hair casually, and there was a sense of slutiness coming to his face. He said with greater emotion, as if he was helpless.

"Hmm? What's wrong?" Beibei responded casually. He was indeed better. He was just a cigarette. Although he had not returned to his original state, it was already very good. He did not continue to swell and his eyes could open. The girl's heart was finally let go. Since he couldn't eat it, the fish were all his own.

"How do you say that? You are becoming more and more tolerant! You can see pigs by sitting here. If you have to put them in the past, you must not go to the slaughterhouse!" The young man smiled. In his memory of less than 24 years, Beibei was the girl he had ever seen the most wolf-eating girl he had ever seen.

Wolf, he thought that only this word could describe her in front of food, looking like she was no less than me. She used her hands and feet like eating crabs, just eating fish. What shocked him the most was her appetite, and this little girl was too edible.

"No, society is much more tolerant now. In ancient times, only exiled criminals had scars on their bodies. Now, they can go to the restaurant with smoke scars all over their arms. Do you think socialism is good?" Beibei didn't let him go back, and she pushed her beautiful big eyes up and down, rolling her eyes with great smell.

Hearing Beibei's sour derogatory, the young man laughed. He tilted his head slightly to the side and didn't say anything, but the girl could understand him. He wanted to say that you were cruel.

"Did anyone say you look like a young and dandy?" Beibei took a breath, bit his chopsticks in his back teeth, and asked him provocatively.

"No." Peng Cheng smiled shyly, lowered his eyebrows and shook his head smoothly.

"That's good. If someone says you'll scold him. You're still young. My sister tells you, that's not praising you, that's saying that you're the same as a hooligan."

Maybe Peng Cheng didn't hear it. He stared at the girl in front of him, slightly opened her red mouth, and she smiled playfully, hahaha. After she finished speaking, she felt like she had taken a big advantage, shook her head proudly, and then ate fish. The girl's laughter was still echoing in her head. It was so rhythmic, and she smiled better than anything else. He probably had an ear sick, otherwise he wouldn't have been like this, and he was so obsessed with it.

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"I've had such a big sacrifice to eat fish. Do you think you have to pay me something?"

When the two walked out of the retro gate of the Sichuan restaurant, Peng Cheng finally restored it. Both of them felt a sense of comfort as if they were falsely shocked. The young man no longer avoided it. Perhaps his ugly appearance just now could not scare the girl in front of him, which gave him confidence, so he looked more comfortable.

"It's a bit of a joke! That's OK, then you tell me! What do I have to give you a try?" Beibei turned his head and looked at him. She was very satisfied with the food. Qin Tian didn't eat spicy food. He rarely made such heavy oil and red sauce. Today, he just satisfied his cravings. She thought about it and said, "You're okay, why don't I take you to the hospital for another check-up."

"What are you going to check for? I'm not sick, I'm just allergic to chili, what's the point of checking? Oh, let me kiss you again! The purple piece on your mouth is gone."

This was a sudden idea. Although Peng Cheng was very delicate, he didn't speak very well. In his own words, don't look small, but powerful! As for what function it was, he refused to tell others. He turned around while talking. This suggestion probably made him very excited. The little trick in his eyes was very exciting. He leaned over and reached over Beibei's waist.

This time, Beibei didn't move at all, with a cold face and stared at him with her eyes. Peng Cheng saw her expression and became more regular again: "Forget it, forget it! Look at you." He put down his arms, tidyed the girl's wrinkled top, reached out and rubbed her hair again, and seemed to be a little disappointed.

"Change another one, I'll treat you to something you like, but you don't even eat it." Beibei also put away her sharpness and thought of a new proposal.

"Farewell, I don't have as good appetite as you. I was dizzy when I looked at that basin, and I still had leftovers! You see what's left, I wish you could drink all the soup."

"Can you not hang up?" Beibei reached out and knocked hard on his shoulder, feeling that he had eaten too cleanly, and felt a little embarrassed.

"How about you invite me to watch a movie!"

"Ah? Watch the movie?" It was not impossible. The girl thought to herself, but today was too late, and it was even later. She hesitated, but Peng Cheng became energetic when he thought about the movie and must watch it.

"Okay, then another day!" Beibei responded, although she was a little embarrassed.

"I want to see it today, I want to see it now." He was like a child crying and asking for a toy, and his desire was pure and clean.

"It's already this time today, it's not good for me to go back too late."

"Do you still care about you at home? You are so old and still care about you! Then I'll talk to our mother, I have to leave some chance for the boys, right? I can't care about this anymore, my mother doesn't care about me anymore."

"You are a man, what's your mother's care about you?" Beibei rolled her eyes to him. For some reason, she really liked to hear him say that our mother.

"Then I'll take you home. I'll wait for you to watch a movie tomorrow night." He thought of a compromise, at least he thought he was getting a compromise, and he felt very happy.

"I don't need you to send me home. I know my home. You go back to your home. I'll go back to my home. I'll watch it tomorrow. We'll see you tomorrow night in the cinema." Beibei hurriedly refused.

"I'll take you home. There's an Internet cafe near your home! I'll wait for you there. Let's watch a movie tomorrow night." Peng Cheng said this, and then he decided. Without waiting for Beibei to refute him, he walked to the side of the road and took a car.

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At that time, Beibei didn't find any problem. She didn't think about it carefully. Although he lived far away, he was just in a small county town around him. He only watched a movie the next night. Why did he insist on going home? It was not until he took a taxi and gave money but didn't get off that she realized that the problem seemed to be wrong!

"You want to wait for me in the Internet cafe near my home? Why! It's tomorrow night, you'll have to go home." Beibei stared at her huge and cute eyes, and Peng Cheng sat next to her, staring straight at the city with twinkling neon lights in front of her. The taxi was driving very fast, afraid of missing the most profitable opportunity, she couldn't understand the stubborn boy who didn't say a word.

It's too late to find out now. Maybe it's too late to find out just now. No, maybe it's too late to answer Peng Cheng's first call. The little thing between men and women, either I found that it needed to be stopped from the beginning, or I just thought it was just a mess when I went out and let it go!

"What if you miss the debt?" The young man was very smart. He turned his head, smiled, and squinted his cunning eyes.

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When they got out of the car, he must take her to the door. Although the girl repeatedly said that she didn't need it anymore, she still insisted on following her, holding her hand, and shouting constantly: "It's so dark? Is this place so scary? I'm afraid at this intersection. If you walk with me, don't walk so fast, I'm scared."

It was Beibei's doorstep, and Peng Cheng finally followed him to the place. The girl stopped and turned her back to the door of the building. When she saw this, the young man understood that he had arrived. He glanced at the building and smiled with satisfaction and said, "Then I'll go up and sit down?"

"Hey!, you can't go up." Beibei quickly stretched out his arm and blocked him. Perhaps everything was expected, and he was not upset at all and took a step back.

"What? Is there a husband at home?" Peng Cheng smiled in his eyes, and retreating to advance. This was a test, but Beibei couldn't hear it at all.

"No, no, you can't go up and sit down." She frowned, looked at Peng Cheng with disdain, but he didn't care about this.

"What floor is your house?" He looked up at the dark corridor, raised his head and looked up. He didn't know why today, but there was no light in the corridor.

"Why tell you? The question is too detailed, I'll worry too much." Beibei was angry. She felt his threat. Although he kept laughing, it was the worst of this kind of smiling tiger.

"I'll send you up here!" Peng Cheng said again, and he even walked over.

"No need." Beibei stretched out his hand and pressed it on his chest. When he touched his hard flesh between his fingers, he shrank again: "It's the sensing light, it will light up when you shout."

"Then I'll just shout it!" He looked at her mischievously, with a smile in his mouth. When the troops arrived at the city, it was his world now. This guy is so rogue.

"Second Floor." OK! Beibei remembered it in his heart.

"Okay, then you go! Let's turn on the balcony lamp for me when I get home, so I know you're here." He stared at her, as if it was just concern. Neither of them gave in to each other. The winner generally did not need to give in. The girl had no way out.

"No, I'm fine. Let's go, don't worry, you go first." Beibei was defeated. Although she was still struggling, she didn't want to pay attention to him anymore. After saying that, she ran into the corridor like she ran away, fearing that she would not be able to avoid it.

I heard Peng Cheng pressing his voice behind him and saying, "Then I'll shout?"
Chapter completed!