Good ones, hit it with one blow.

When the snake hit three inches, Peng Cheng was Beibei's three inches, and she hits wherever she pointed. She finally agreed to lend money to Peng Cheng. Although she was not sure that she could do it now, she was obviously bound to get it like that. The two of them snuggled up to each other, looking forward to the easier money tomorrow, so that they could give them some opportunities. Beibei even cried, not knowing what moved her. She cried, and Peng Cheng's fingers rubbed on her face carefully, wiped away the tears, and then the next day, Beibei changed his mind.

After calming down from yesterday's touch, Beibei didn't want to borrow it. She suddenly realized that Peng Cheng's tricks have not been done once. He used this method again and again, and she was almost like a fool. Now that she thought about it, he never missed her hand. This is the story of the wolf coming. He deceived him a lot, and he couldn't even tell the truth. But what if Beibei believed this time? It was very similar to the question of whether there was a chicken or an egg first. It seems that the problem of chicken and egg is really a serious and thoughtful proposition, but if it is still if.

It must be someone who has to make a gesture first. Unfortunately, Wen Beibei's wisdom cannot see this. She only felt insults and hurt. Peng Cheng used her feelings and kindness again and again to spend all her money on other women. Suddenly, she felt deeply sad and angry, and she cried again. Women generally only cried, and even she looked down on themselves. She always indulged in her own fantasy. She loved him so much that she selflessly loved him and never asked for any reward, but he betrayed her ruthlessly and used her freely, treating her as a rag, and she was worthless. With more so, she felt that she became more and more pitiful and unbalanced, so she laid another egg, which turned into a chicken, a chicken, and a fucking vicious circle.

At this time, Beibei realized that only by escaping from him could everything stop. She had to walk on the unsettled track and stop laying eggs. So she changed her mind, but she didn't dare to ignore Peng Cheng without saying a word. She firmly believed that if she didn't say anything, she would just leave it alone, which seemed very unauthentic. She deceived herself like this, but this made her very comfortable. Then she sent a message to Peng Cheng, saying that she didn't plan to borrow the money.

Peng Cheng always responded to such information faster than anyone else. He called Beibei at the first time, and spoke earnestly. He comforted her with great thoughts and touched her again, so Peng Cheng said: "Wife, I'll wait for you, I'll wait for you."

The girl's full enthusiasm squeezed tears so that she had nowhere to hide. He couldn't see it, but she nodded hard: "Yes!"

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After putting down the phone, Peng Cheng breathed a long breath and smiled proudly. The man's feelings were really hesitant! Last night, he left Beibei and turned to see Xiao Min's four ounces of white flesh on his chest. In an instant, he forgot Beibei's hug and the warmth in his heart at that time. So he never called Beibei again. It was only when Beibei sent a message saying that he could not borrow money, Peng Cheng felt that he was necessary and had to reply.

She was so frustrated that she could not survive. She was really caused by her own tragedy. She had already thought about it, right? After thinking about it, she shouldn't have doubts, otherwise, if she was not weak, she would simply not choose. She lied to her colleague, a crappy lie that made her cowardly. Then she borrowed money and made an appointment to meet Peng Cheng.

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When she was about to get off work, Beibei started calling Peng Cheng. She held the money tightly, which was everything about her. She made her joints stiff. She called the phone over and over again, but the phone kept turning off. She thought Peng Cheng was asleep, so she might not know that the phone was off, so after work, she anxiously moved to Peng Cheng's house to find him, wanting to send the money to him immediately.

She felt very refreshed and sweetly felt that everything in the world was abominable. It was not until Peng Cheng's door that she realized that he was not at home.

In this way, everything is simple.

Beibei immediately understood that Peng Cheng was deceived again with Xiao Min. The girl's jealousy was not wronged. She suddenly came. Didn't Peng Cheng tell her well? Why was that so? Tears of sadness once again blurted her eyes. How many times did she cry in the past two days? Beibei raised her hand and wiped it, but the money was still in her hand, wet and sticky. At this moment, she still felt that she should give him the money.

Bebe was pulled by his greatness and tragedy, and insisted on doing things that the relatives hurt and the enemy was happy, making him unable to extricate himself. So she started broadcasting the phone again, but Peng Cheng's phone was turned off. He didn't know what Beibei did, so the phone was always turned off. After dialing too much, her jealousy finally came late, but she was not an unreasonable girl. She knew that all this had nothing to do with Xiao Min. Soon, the jealousy burned like gasoline.

Beibei began to dial the phone frantically, and it was difficult to suppress it. It was not just jealousy, but in the end it turned into resentment. The things that happened before and after, she couldn't understand why Peng Cheng wanted to deceive herself like this. She took the money, walked home, swallowed all the sadness in her heart, and was as bitter as a sauerkraut that no one cared about.

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It was 8:30 in the evening, and Peng Cheng still didn't turn on the phone. Beibei was getting angry in her chest. She vowed not to lend money to Peng Cheng. She had enough, really had enough, and she burst into tears and another wave of crazy phone calls. It was almost 9:30, and the moment she was digging the phone, and she sat on the edge of the bed tiredly. Only endless pressure came, like a quilt covered in the bed, trapping her in the middle, and pressing her in the middle, unable to breathe. On the verge of collapse, Peng Cheng called.

"Wife, where are you? I'll go find you." He seemed very happy, with a high tone, and was as light as if he was flying, whirling a strong wind, which made the girl extremely painful.

"Don't come, I won't lend it." Beibei roared resolutely. She understood that she was determined at that time.

"Wife, what's wrong?" Peng Cheng asked her happily, he seemed relaxed and comfortable.

"It's nothing, I just don't want to borrow it." Beibei touched the money that was already wet. She hadn't spent money openly and brightly for a long time. Since she met Peng Cheng, she has been so cautious. She must be reluctant to give up on so much money, which is for him, but Beibei really doesn't take matters that money can solve.

"You agreed, I told others that you can give me some face? Why are you doing?" Peng Cheng was unhappy. He was a little unhappy for a moment. He really wanted to gamble.

"Who are you with?" Beibei asked coldly, and her heart was so cold now.

"I'm at home myself!" Peng Cheng denied it. He was not worried about being exposed, he never worried.

"I said just now."

"I'm at home myself!" Beibei wanted to know why Peng Cheng could still identify this way. He said he was at home and there was not even a trace of trembling in his voice.
Chapter completed!