After the police discovered the matter with Xiao Min, Peng Cheng thought that Xiao Min was settled. Although he could not be with Beibei, he was not too uncomfortable because he would definitely be by his side to protect her because he wanted to guard her. This was a complicated feeling, and Peng Cheng couldn't tell what he was thinking in his heart. Anyway, that's the matter. If he figured it out, what could he do?

Now it seems that it is really impossible to figure it out. Xiao Min doesn't love him either! Even Beibei doesn't really love him, otherwise why would she push him again and force him to nowhere? He can understand that Beibei told Xiao Min what he said because of jealousy, and what he said about his family affairs, but he doesn't understand. Since Beibei has driven Xiao Min away, why should she get rid of him?

Just like Xiao Min, who was caught by the police at the door of the bathhouse, he refused to marry him. Mom made a pussy, so what is Peng Cheng playing with? A fresh young duck? Fuck, Peng Cheng smiled mockingly. Xiao Min has been with him for half a year, from home to the park, from the park to the side of the train lane, from the side of the train lane to the exit of the emergency lane, and the two of them have been playing with all the stimulations together. She is so fat, he has never disliked her. How did she just hold her pants and refuse to recognize others?

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Just in the landscape woods on the edge of the train lane, less than ten meters away from the train lane, the sparse shadows of trees need to be found to avoid being seen by people on the road. The trees in the northeast always grow wildly, and the few pitiful leaves that are lingering like pendants on a girl's ears, shaking back and forth as if they were about to fall off.

Peng Cheng remembered that he took off his pants and pulled Xiao Min, and his pants fell to the ground. He straightened Xiao Min's body and put her hand on the big tree. The big tree was the largest tree on the edge of the train lane. Peng Cheng had seen it during the day, but it was eye-catching. He used to wait for Beibei behind the tree. He lifted Xiao Min's skirt, pulled Xiao Winnie's shorts down, and hung it on her knees. Her top was pulled high by him, higher than her chest. The train behind him roared by one after another, and blew a roaring horn. He couldn't see the people on it and was too lazy to see it, but he knew that they could see him and Xiao Min clearly. He was a little proud. It was so exciting that people wanted to ejaculate.

"Everyone can see this car." Xiao Min held the big tree and frowned. She freed up a hand to pull the Winnie's shorts on her knees. Is she unwilling to do so?

"It's okay, who can know you?" The young man became even more vigorous and tried hard to stop ejaculation. He grabbed Xiao Min's loose hand and landed it on the big tree. The train behind him drove over. He began to look forward to the next one. Every passing train made him look forward to it, just like when he was caught that day.

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"What are you going to do? Ah? What are you going to do?"

When Peng Cheng turned back to the room, Beibei was still waiting for him. She fell on the small bed and stared at him, and saw him take out the dagger he had just received.

At that moment, she regretted that she should have run away. She should have gone out directly when he went to the kitchen, but she didn't. His madness scared her, but not going out directly was not entirely because of fear.

It was a pretty little knife, with a shiny and shiny artificial gem on the hilt, which looked as bright as it was really beautiful. It was a night market. Peng Cheng took a look at it at a glance, so Beibei bought it for him, and it was really not cheap.

That day he said he liked the gem, and then he stroked it back and forth with his thumb, stroking it very hard, as if he could not leave it.

Peng Cheng trembled his hands, holding the sword Bing and pressing it against Beibei. He hugged the girl's body tightly and pressed the knife against her waist. He kept trembling. He started talking, speaking as fast as trembling, trembling as if he was talking, and became nervous and incoherent: "Baibei, what are you going to do? Look at what I can let you go, why are you so cruel? You are moving and I stab you to death, believe it or not, I can stab you to death." He kept stressing, for fear that Beibei would not believe it.

"I believe." The girl hurriedly shouted. She didn't speak loudly, and it didn't seem like she was yelling, but she was very anxious. She really believed that Peng Cheng would stab herself to death, and she really believed.

Peng Cheng's trembling hand was shaking with the knife, and he was also afraid at this moment. Killing is a matter of moment. There is a kind of murder called excessive killing. Now it depends on what Beibei does and continues to anger him? Perhaps those who are stubborn are dead like this. That is all subconscious reflection. Perhaps only true love will commit crimes against the wind.

"You can't believe it. You never believe it. Can you believe it?" Peng Cheng continued to tremble. He was like the day he hit her. He was on the verge of being a madman, and his mouth kept waving. Every word he said seemed to jump out of the monster's mouth, twisting his neck into a strange shape, as if it was about to break. His hand was trembling and pressing against Beibei's waist with a knife, pinching it tightly.

"I believe, don't do this. I love you. We can do well. I forgot them." Beibei's face was covered in tears and ended in fear. She said this at the most critical moment, saving him and herself.

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At this time, love or not love is no longer important in Beibei's heart. All she wants is to live. It is not scary to die if she leaves Peng Cheng, so she turned on the gas that day. She thought she really thought so. To be honest, it turned out that it was not the case, but she was not feeling well. She felt that she had lost something, and her eyes were sour. It was really not scary. No matter what it was, she didn't want to die, nor did she want to die with Peng Cheng anymore.

She stared at Peng Cheng's hand that still held the dagger tightly and licked his dry lips. He continued to tremble, looking at her fiercely, with blood rushing into his eyes, but he could not tell about hatred, and that was completely panic.

Peng Cheng didn't move, and he seemed to be judging how true her words were. The dagger continued to shake between his waist, which was so scary. Beibei's bottom line seemed to collapse. She cried and let out a weak sob, but he didn't hug her. Suddenly she said, "Husband, I'm afraid." Then a large cluster of tears came out. Peng Cheng was intensified at this moment. He hugged Beibei tightly and hugged her in his arms.

The dagger was still in his hand and pressed against Beibei's back. She stiffened her body, fearing that she would be scratched by the dagger if she moved a little.

"Wife, don't be afraid. I'm just scaring you. I won't really hurt you." Peng Cheng shook off the knife in his hand, but his body was still trembling. He hugged Beibei hard and tried hard to protect her.

"How could I really buy you? You still believe it. I'm scaring you. I just don't want to lose you, I can't live without you."
Chapter completed!