"Wife, are you?" Peng Cheng really didn't want money anymore. He just wanted to know if she was good. Beibei is so young, she looks younger than herself. She has no baldness and her face is still plump and round, like a plump peach, so tender that it makes people feel desire.

"It's okay." She flattened her mouth, her pink mouth like a girl, and squeezed out two nice words.

"Yeah!" Peng Cheng snorted lightly, and he glanced at Beibei upwards with the corner of his eyes, very shy, and then used two fingers to blow off the red smoke from the cigarette butts.

"Wife, I think you should be able to help me." Peng Cheng didn't speak for a long time. He thought for a long time before he mentioned the money again. His reluctance to her only lasted for a while.

He was too eager for money, especially when his heart leaned towards Beibei again, his desire for money became stronger. Only with money could he be with Beibei forever, right? Only with Beibei can the future be like a big stone, which makes him breathless.

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Then he analyzed to Beibei why she should help him, but it didn't seem to work. The girl still insisted that she had no money. But this was not the reason why she didn't help Peng Cheng. After all, this reason was similar to Aunt Xue's rejection. She could do her best to help Peng Cheng. As long as she still had money, she would definitely give it to him. However, she knew that Peng Cheng no longer loved her, and now she asked her to borrow money from her friends for the sake of him. Beibei hesitated.

"Chengcheng, go find Xiao Min!" Beibei frowned. It was a kind of shirk, the shirk of a confused woman, which always sounded like a summoning. She said again: "Don't come to me, please." This was really unconvincing.

"That won't work, my wife." Peng Cheng was a little excited, and he was not sure of the excitement, but because he couldn't be justified. He shouted out the three words "no" like singing, which made Beibei unable to understand and caught him off guard.

She didn't understand what was so annoying, and she became confused for a moment. She stared at her round eyes like him and asked in a daze: "But why?"

Now Peng Cheng needs to give Beibei a new explanation, but before he came, he didn't seem to have thought of talking about this issue with Beibei. The young man was stunned, stretched his neck and looked confused. He didn't want to use all the deception he could think of now. Beibei's big watery eyes were really empty, hollow and beautiful, and they were all virgin clean brilliance. Peng Cheng sensitively felt that this was a turning point, very important. If he didn't understand the answer, he would not be able to pass Beibei's level.

The sudden change of original intention made him speechless. He just wanted Beibei to think of a way to give him a chance to earn a future for her, but she told him not to say that. So Peng Cheng insisted again and again that it would not work, that would not work, that would not work, that would not work, that would not work, that would not work, that would not work, that would not work, that would not work, that would not work, that would not work, that would not work, that would not work, that would not work, and then she smiled bitterly. The two of them were repeatedly entangled in the question of this stubborn tripping them, one insisted on asking, and the other did not want to say it.

Finally Peng Cheng understood that he failed again today and must have been unable to get the money, which made him feel relieved. He suddenly felt that there was no need to lie and no need to deceive her. It seemed that the little pain of not being able to go to the dark scene did not make him feel so uncomfortable. At least he still has the girl in front of him, right? She was his original intention of doing everything? Yes, she was, and when she thought of this, Peng Cheng suddenly became enlightened.

"Wife, that's fine. You don't have to lend me money. Just be fine, just love me." Eighty-most thoughts were just a thought. Peng Cheng's sudden calm attitude made Beibei hesitate. It felt like, like, like a broken can, this was simply awful. She felt like a piece of flower cloth at the bottom of the box, a bad luck cushion.

"Chengcheng, what's wrong with you? Why do you need money?"

"I'm fine, my wife, don't make up for it. I've never told you." He hugged Beibei again, tightly, making her scream uncontrollably, and then her face turned red.

"Tell me!" She looked up firmly at Peng Cheng's eyes, with her eyes as powerful as a member of the CPPCC. Today she looked red and unexpectedly gentle.

The muscles on Peng Cheng's face twitched slightly. He was moved and pulled her to the flower table between the building in the community, and sat down: "My wife, I actually like her very much."

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"After all, you taught him how a person should do to you." Over the past few years, I have thought about this sentence repeatedly. I have put together everything I know and suddenly realized that this sentence is the truth. But we have never discovered those unique truths before the incident, and missed the best opportunity to avoid harm.

"Who?" Beibei asked uncertainly. She was finally a little scared and alert, because subconsciously, she knew that it must not be her.

"Xiao Min! Who else can I like?" Peng Cheng smiled helplessly, looking at Beibei's eyes were complicated, and she couldn't see thoroughly. She was his closest person. He said, "Can I really like the old lady?"

"Yeah!" Beibei's heart twitched for a moment. He said that he liked Xiao Min, he didn't like the old lady. To be honest, he didn't feel better. He was really disgusting.

Sometimes, hearing it is not necessarily true. Saying this truth to Beibei is probably the best and most trusting time for Peng Cheng to have in his life. He took out another cigarette, lit a deep breath, and looked at the dark blue sky leaking between the buildings. Everything that sinks and remains unchanged makes people feel at ease.

"Actually, I really like her. Now if she is, her parents can do anything. If she is sick, I can give her a kidney." He paused for a moment, as if he could not continue to say anything. "But..." Then he said only half of the sentence, and then he stopped eating the second half of the sentence. He opened his mouth slightly, but said nothing, threw the cigarette butt, and stepped on it with his feet to wipe it out.

That is love! Beibei's heart seemed to be pierced, and she still stopped in a daze when Peng Cheng said that he liked Xiao Min, and it hurt so much.

"Wife, I miss the fact that when we were together, we quarreled. You would coax me, and I would coax you. I would persuade each other. That would be great. Unlike her, I quarreled with her, she turned around and left, and never paid attention to me."

Suddenly, the words were pulled back, and tears that had not yet left in her eyes rolled down. Peng Cheng frowned, and he looked at her with grief, as if he had hope. If a person could be moved, he would be understanding. If he quarreled, he would ignore him. How uncomfortable Peng Cheng would feel to be exiled. She thought, and reached out to hug him vaguely, as if he was hugging his own child.

"Wife, I still love you. I think this is love for us."

The power of embrace at least shows how much it is. This is really a heart-to-heart word from Peng Cheng. Just when Beibei hugged him excitedly, Peng Cheng felt that his whole heart was filled with power and his life was full of power.
Chapter completed!