On Children's Day, young people in the company planned to gather together to celebrate. Loni was so active. She was anxious to show off her new boyfriend in front of everyone, saying that the married ones brought the family with her family, and the unmarried ones brought the little partner well.

Beibei also called Qin Tian. Although she knew that Qin Tian would definitely not come, she still called him, feeling lucky. Qin Tian never let her down. Sure enough, he said he didn't have time to make her have fun, and then said that he would come over to pick her up in the evening and send her home.

This is an excellent arrangement, at least Beibei thinks yes, Qin Tian should think yes, but this is not the result she wants. She should still have some expectations, so when she heard Qin Tian say she couldn't come, Beibei couldn't control her emotions: "Then no need, I can go back myself, you can go to work with peace of mind." She insisted on making up for it at the last moment, and never said anything.

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The food was a mess in the hotpot restaurant, and everyone who had concerns drank too much. Beibei kept holding her cell phone tightly, thinking that Qin Tian might call again. He said he would come to pick her up, so she refused to let go all night. She also felt that it was more likely that Qin Tian would not come, but she had to wait. So what could she do if she spoke harshly? She was not able to fight her desire.

After dinner, she went to the karaoke bar and sang. After such a long time, she would not come again if she didn't come to pick her up again. Beibei's heart also became colder little by little. Gradually, she was sure that Qin Tian wouldn't call. After a long time, the sofa under her butt continued to warm, and she felt that her waiting seemed ridiculous.

"If you love comes, forget it, don't come, and you will never want to see him again." As she thought of this, she stuffed her phone into her bag, made up her mind to stop looking.

Xiao Ai and Luo Ni have been singing all the time. Xiao Ai sang very well. Beibei's songs are not as good as Xiao Ai, but she felt empty in her heart. Gradually, the girl let go and sang freely. Then she secretly wanted to cry.

For some reason, Xiao Ai gently hugged her at that critical moment. The sudden warmth made her unable to hold it in anymore. It was ridiculous. She couldn't believe that she was crying for such a thing, and the alcohol mixed with the smell of tears was really sour! She hoped that Qin Tian would appear in front of her family and friends openly to let everyone know that they were a couple.

She didn't have that courage in the end. She didn't even have the courage to explain to Qin Tian and let him fool himself in such a silly way. Thinking of this, Beibei impulsively took out the phone and called. What's ridiculous is that Qin Tian still didn't answer the phone.

Fortunately, he didn't answer, and she regretted it in just a moment. The girl felt a little lucky, otherwise she could save it.

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She sat on the sofa, and the people beside her shouted loudly, turning a deaf ear to her ears. As soon as she happened to have Peng Cheng's phone call came over. He had already made more than twenty calls. The best punching bag appeared again. Beibei's heart was knocked over. She shouted sarcastically at the phone: "Hey, what's your business?"

"Where are you?" Peng Cheng's voice was extremely light, and he could hear that he was very anxious. He seemed to scold her and hugged her.

"I'm singing." The girl was frozen. His seriousness scared her. Her body suddenly became cold and she woke up. She said in a very low voice: "What's wrong?"

"Where are you? How long will it take to get home?"

"In Xicheng." She was a little dizzy, but she wasn't drunk. She must have been singing and shouting, and her head was a little lacking in oxygen. Moreover, Peng Cheng's words also made her feel confused.

"Then I'll go find you, where is it?"

"No, I've got a taxi and I'll get home soon. Where are you?"

"In the woods next to your house, come back soon."

When he heard him talk about the forest, Beibei woke up in an instant: "What are you doing in my house again?"

"Come back quickly! Stop talking nonsense." Before Beibei could answer, Peng Cheng hung up the phone.

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Beibei's home lives at the junction of the East and West cities. Whether it comes from the east or the west, it is actually not too far away. There is a small forest nearby, which looks lush and full of vitality during the day, but it is different at night. The dark crown of trees looks even more terrifying than the thick night.

Beibei got off the car by the forest. She looked inside. The new leaves were already on the trees in the forest. The night was dark and the wind was high, rustling, and shivering. The girl hesitated. She didn't dare to go in rashly. The forest was like a black devil, shaking her head back and forth under the night wind. The girl felt a cold wind blowing from it, and suddenly felt a urge to pee.

The forest was very small and the trees were not planted too finely. You could see ghostly figures in the middle of the forest from afar. Peng Cheng was always in plain colors, and in this darkness, he was very eye-catching. He put his hands in his pants pockets and stood up straight, as if he was dead. If it weren't for the cigarette in his mouth, a white line would have floated out.

"Little Pengcheng." The girl calmed down. When she saw his people, she had the courage to walk in. She walked into the woods while calling him softly. The shouting was extremely abrupt in this quiet dark night. Beibei subconsciously shrank her neck, and she was also frightened by the shouting that was swinging back and forth. She was so ethereal and distant that she would never dare to walk in again.

Peng Cheng suddenly turned around when he heard Beibei's voice. His pretty little face as big as a palm was frowning now, with a fierce look, and his eyes were fierce, which was very different from the boy who smiled brightly in the daytime.

The fierce and evil spirit, Beibei was shocked by her feelings. How could it be the fierce and evil spirit? Before she could figure it out, Peng Cheng threw away the cigarette and went straight to her direction, with a cold face. His serious appearance seemed to pull out a long knife at any time and split her body.

The boy in white looked like a dark night ninja today, but Beibei was like a rabbit that was overly frightened. She couldn't move and trembled, staring at his body that was swishing with wind, shaking off the fear all over the ground.

The child came to his eyes in a blink of an eye. He hugged her tightly. Beibei took two steps back by inertia. The strong smell of tobacco on his body was spicy and pungent, and he smoked too much cigarette. His hug was a little tight, and Beibei's body bent into his chest. For a moment, the girl was so stuffy that she felt uncomfortable and couldn't breathe.

She struggled and pushed him, only to hear Peng Cheng lower his voice, like a spy in the old movie, he said without doubt: "Don't move."

After listening to the instructions, Beibei obediently lay in his arms, not moving at all.

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"Why don't you answer the phone?" he asked, and when he saw that she didn't say anything, his arm tightened a little, as if it was a kind of punishment. Was it punished her not saying a word? Or was it punished that she didn't wait for him at home.

Beibei originally wanted to say something, she could argue, she had reason to argue, but she was put in her arms and couldn't speak out.

"Speak, do you know if I'm anxious?" Perhaps he was not used to waiting, he raised his head, shaking Bebel away from his body, and vigorously. Peng Cheng's childlike smile had long disappeared now. He was questioning her, staring at her coldly, his eyes inserted into Bebel's eyes like a steel knife, and she would not allow her to dodge.

"I went to sing, it was too noisy to hear."

Looking straight at his chest, she felt a little embarrassed to look at his face. She saw her lipstick rubbing against his white shirt, a bright red piece, and reached out to wipe it off, but was stopped by Peng Cheng. Without saying anything, he hugged her tightly again.

"Don't rub, don't move." His arms were so tight that Bebe couldn't say anything. He only heard him say: "You wait for me at home, and I will be back in two months. You can go to work well in the past two months, don't run around, wait for me to come back."

Beibei struggled for a while, and Peng Cheng strangled her harder. Her fragile heart almost suffocated and struggled even harder. He then let go of his hand again.

"My heart is really bad. Don't cover me like this. What if I kill you?" Beibei took a breath, and said with nothing important in dressing and said, "Where are you going?"

"Go to the other place and come back in two months." His shining eyes softened again, followed by Beibei's face. Although her eyes passed through the corner of his mouth again, he did not avoid this time. The moonlight shone over his little face through the mottled tree shadows, and he smiled like a child again, smiling sincerely and purely: "You are my wife, you have to wait for me and wait for me to come back to let you have a baby."

"Little Pengcheng, you are so old, you have a baby. How do you two brothers play when you give birth?" Beibei hurriedly scolded him, lowered his eyebrows and took a step back contemptuously. It seemed that there was no such scolding. She recognized the identity of the wife and insisted on refuting it quickly.

Peng Cheng grabbed Beibei's arm and then hung a cold face: "I have never liked to play with children since I was a child. Let me say again, if you have a partner, I will definitely make the yellow spoil for you. You are mine, and you can't run away." As he said that, his hand holding Beibei's arms tightened, and pinching the girl's arm made the girl's arm hurt more and more.

"Oh! It hurts!"

No matter how Beibei struggled, he would not let go. He stared at her increasingly dodging eyes. After a while of no success, she simply stopped moving. The futile struggle messed up her hair and blocked her face. Peng Cheng's hands still clamped her arms tightly. She raised her head to meet his eyes, stubbornly refused to lower her eyes. He bit her mouth without any defense.

No more struggle was useless. He tasted her taste, raised his head with satisfaction, looked at the girl's mouth and his new work, and smiled happily: "Wife, tell me, how did you explain to your partner?"

"Get out."

Peng Cheng looked at Beibei with fun and looked at her as if she was ready to die: "Okay, then I'll leave, my wife." Seeing that she didn't say a word, he pinched her shoulders and shook her body, shaking her bones, making her bones clatter. The girl frowned in pain, but she still didn't say a word.

Peng Cheng was not confused. He freed up a slender finger and stroked Beibei's pickle-like lips and said, "It has not changed color, wait for me to come again." As he said that, he stretched forward, but did not bite her. Beibei stared at him coldly, tears filling his eyes.

"It hurts?" He asked her by stroked her hair, holding her in his arms, his mouth pressing against her cheeks, and his words in his mouth were shattered: "Girls always hurt, but I will compensate you."

I don't know what he thought of, but after he said that, he laughed. Beibei was disgusted for a while. She felt wronged and angry, so she could only hold on without saying a word. She seemed to have no way to deal with him.

The more she oozed, the more Peng Cheng laughed, and he put one hand on her waist without any relaxation. The other hand gently tweaked her hair, and then and then, the more he made the ugly, he laughed, and he let go of her after fiddling with her, and he said, "Come on, give me my husband."

"Go to die! Never come back." Beibei widened her eyes, tears in her eyes. She didn't intend to let it fall out. She said word by word, staring at his rippling and unrestrained eyes without any hesitation. Her lips were numb. She hadn't kissed her, but she had never been bitten by someone, which made her feel painful.

Listening to her cursing, Peng Cheng's smile became stronger again, and he laughed out loud, revealing a row of not-too-neat white teeth: "Wife, I like your vicious look, so energetic." After that, he grabbed her, took a sip on her mouth, and then let go of his hand angrily.

"I'll watch you go home, you go!" Like a cat who was playing with rats, Peng Cheng raised his hand and took a step back. He wanted to let her go. Where did this feel of superiority come from? Is it to catch her again?

Beibei looked at him blankly, but she didn't react and didn't move for a moment. Peng Cheng gently raised his jaw and signaled that she could leave. The girl turned around and ran away, never looking at him again.

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There is a saying that goes: "If you love me, you can call to report it when you take a bowel movement. If you don't love me, you will be idle all day long and starving to death. You may not necessarily remember that there is someone like me, standing next to you, pinching steamed buns in your hand."

The next morning, Beibei found a message from Qin Tian on his mobile phone in the middle of the night. He said that there was an emergency surgery last night, and he didn't have to hurry to tell her, asking Beibei to call him back in the morning and hug him.

He is such a good talker. He can still hug peace in the morning. Beibei thought about this in his heart and was very discouraged. He obviously threw her down, but he still had to make up a reason for being pretentious. If he was Tang Seng, he would have turned into feces by now.

She hummed, very disdainful, but no matter how disdainful she was, she still called Qin Tian back without ambition. Maybe the operation was really urgent, maybe he didn't even have the ability to defecate? Maybe it was nothing, but she would be upset if she didn't make the call?

Women are used to this self-deception ideology. They not only enjoy it, but also enjoy what they want. They all ask and answer questions and answers are done by themselves. They think it makes sense to take their own opinions.

Qin Tian seemed to have just fallen asleep, and he asked her in a slight voice if she was having fun. He kept chewing and hitting Beibei intermittently. She was always not ready, but he was ready.

"Xiao Ben, I just came back. I will call you tonight and let me sleep for a little while." He said with his tongue hard, his mouth vague.

Beibei hurriedly hung up the phone, and there was nowhere to say what was still right. She felt a little uncomfortable. She wanted to ask him why he didn't care about herself like this, but she didn't ask any questions. She kept it in her heart without vomiting. It would be better not to make this call just because it would be more comfortable.

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It was too late to get up today. Beibei hurriedly put on her clothes and had no time to have dinner. She dared to go to the commuter bus and when she got to the stop where Xiao Ai got on the bus, the girl almost fell asleep, her head leaned against the chair, and her eyelids seemed to be covered with syrup, and she couldn't move.

As soon as Xiao Ai got into the car, she found that there was a quick blood on Beibei's clothes, which was quite big and slightly tilted behind her. She rushed towards the window, just exposed.

"Babe, don't you know if you are an aunt?" Xiao Ai asked in a low voice.

"I don't know that my aunt is here, do you believe it?" Beibei also replied in a low voice. She leaned against the back of the chair tightly, not wanting more people to see it. She tried hard to recall how the blood came about.

My colleague who had dinner with me yesterday didn't hear anyone was injured! Why did she rub a piece of blood on her body? Suddenly she thought of Peng Cheng, and the scene of meeting him was passing through her mind. He looked pretty good, and there was no blood on her white clothes! How could blood still rub against her clothes through his clothes?

At this time, Beibei remembered that yesterday, Peng Cheng either put his hand behind his back or hugged himself. He kept holding himself, his hand behind her. Yes! The girl felt that it was him. She took out the phone and dialed it over to Peng Cheng. It rang for a long time, but no one answered it. Her worries became more and more intense, and her heart seemed to be hitting a drum. If it were the injury on Peng Cheng's hand, he would have shed so much blood...

"Babe, do you know who it is?" Xiao Ai asked her.

"It's almost the same!" Beibei lost his mind and said perfunctorily.

She stared at her phone, and the ringback sounded rhythmically, but Peng Cheng held his unchanging mystery, and the phone never answered again.
Chapter completed!