When I woke up the second day, Peng Cheng did not mention going home with Xiao Min again. He just pretended that he had talked to him in a sleep last night, but the matter was still exposed on this day.

"When will we go home?" Xiao Min stood by the stove with the instant noodles bag in her hand. They went home after work and bought two packs of instant noodles. The boiling water in the pot had just bubbling a little, and she pulled the soft bag, lowered her head, put the noodles into the pot, and didn't look at him, as if she was accidentally.

"Let's talk about it!" Peng Cheng said.

Most men use this sentence to reject women because women ask inappropriate questions. The young man comes out of the toilet and makes a huge sound of pumping water. There is a very high standard for who is right and who is wrong. No matter how he answers, it depends on who the opponent is. If he is in the position of the giver, then this answer is enough to make the person who seeks in love slap him in the face.

Almost at the same time, a cold snorted out of Xiao Min's mouth, and she was obviously dissatisfied: "What do you mean?" She said, and continued to fiddling with the instant noodles, took out the seasoning bag from the instant noodles bag, and threw it directly into the pot. After throwing two of them, she suddenly stopped throwing them away, opened the remaining seasonings one by one, poured them into the pot, and her white and tender fingers were doing all this skillfully. The red oil rubbed against her fingers, and she raised it and put it in her mouth and licked it, but she didn't look up at Peng Cheng.

Peng Cheng didn't answer her again. He walked to her side and helped to open the seasoning bag. Both of them were silent and no one spoke anymore. After careful for a long time, it felt bad. The young man reached out and patted Xiao Min's butt: "Time is too tight today, let's go in two days."

While saying that, Peng Cheng leaned towards Xiao Min. He put one hand on the girl's butt, and pulled her arm with the other hand, pushed Xiao Min away from the stove, and said with a tired smile, "Come on, my wife, I'll do it! You're waiting for food."

After hearing Peng Cheng say this, Xiao Min turned around and left. She was angry. The young man looked at her and saw her walk out of the kitchen and into the inner room. He picked up the chopsticks and picked out the soft-burned seasoning bag in the pot. At this moment, there were more bubbles in the water, and steam was rushing towards his hands, very hot.

"What are you throwing it here for? It's so hot."

The world that is really invisible is changing. Xiao Min didn't say a word. She came out of the inner room with her small backpack on her back, walked to the door, opened the door and went out.

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After pushing her back, Peng Cheng took Xiao Min back to the house. He was too thin. Xiao Min was a big guy to him. The young man was so confused that he was sweating. He pushed her down on the bed and said breathlessly: "Damn you?"

"What am I doing? If you have something to say, I'll leave first if you have nothing to do." Xiao Min still insisted, and she carried the small bag again and struggled to get up and leave.

"Look, what do you say you are going to do?" Seeing that Xiao Min was about to leave again, Peng Cheng pushed Xiao Min down on the bed and sat opposite her. The noodles in the kitchen were boiling, overflowing from the side of the pot, and zip on the iron stove. Both of them seemed to have not heard it, and no one turned off the fire. After a long time, the pot was shaking back and forth, making a jingle sound. Peng Cheng then turned around and ran out to turn off the fire.

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Xiao Min breathed a sigh of relief. In the confrontation just now, she stretched her waist straight with her breath. Peng Cheng went out first so that she could relieve her breath. She sat in a crowd and became much shorter in an instant. Not even comfortable enough, Peng Cheng carried the chopsticks and the pot, and ran back in a few steps. He was so hot that he put the pot on the concrete floor between the two.

"What did you say you were going to do? Look at this noodles?" Only half a pot of soup was left, and the white foam was floating in the pot.

"I don't do anything, don't delay me, I'm not Bebe." Peng Cheng understood all of Xiao Min's difficult words. The girl drooped her eyelids, looking indifferent, and was fake.

"Why don't I want to marry you?" It's useless to take any turns now. Peng Cheng knew in his heart that he would show up sooner or later. He made a fortune in gambling and concealed those lies. He smiled with his lips, sat cross-legged on the ground in front of Xiao Min, and pinched his hand on the girl's overly fat thighs, and said angrily: "I'll say it's all about Bebe, what's up to her?" He picked up the chopsticks, picked a bite of noodles from the pot and ate them, and picked another one to Xiao Min's mouth: "Wife, you can eat it, it's okay."

Xiao Min didn't eat it. She proudly raised her head and let Peng Cheng hold it. The noodles were hanging in the air. She was unmoved at all. Seeing that Xiao Min had nothing to say, Peng Cheng whispered and ate it himself.

"Wife, listen to me, I have to go home with you! Who else can I go home if I don't go home with you?" As he said that, he stood up from the ground and sat next to Xiao Min, with noodles squirting in his mouth, as if he was very savoring. He threw the chopsticks into the pot: "Or I couldn't tell you no yesterday, but I really won't be in a hurry today."

"Why don't you hurry up?" Xiao Min looked like she saw through Peng Cheng's lies. She was filled with righteous indignation and glared at him angrily: "What's wrong with hurry up?"

The young man slapped his mouth twice. He was frightened by Xiao Min's attitude and felt his mouth froze: "Look, I'll take you back to my parents' house, in the county town, we go now, we will definitely not be able to come back."

Xiao Min tilted her head in shock and stared at Peng Cheng: "If you don't go back to your parents' house, why are you going back to that place?" The implication seemed to be that the biological father and mother were not Peng Cheng's parents. The young man swallowed his saliva and he regretted it immediately. He knew that for Xiao Min, no one was fucking bad.

"Wife, what can you do with my parents? I and Beibei don't agree. Now they will not agree with us. I will ask my parents to help you."
Chapter completed!