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you lend me another thousand

If she was not ready to kill the tiger, try not to touch it. If she wanted to take it, she would give it first. Before she could figure it out, Beibei could have stopped it before Peng Cheng, but it was too late for her. She saw this too late and shouldn't have been playing it. She had already been playing it. She just called it to stop it now, just to make everything seem more pretentious and useless. So Peng Cheng gave her five hundred yuan in the morning and called her in the afternoon to ask for it. He didn't even make up some soft and delicious reasons to deceive her like before. He just ordered Beibei to send the money to the door of the game hall.

If the girl was still a sober person, she would have realized what a big leap of essence this small change meant. This was the beginning of an unequal love relationship. She should have corrected the mistake this time, but she did not. Like all the women who compromised, she also chose to give in and take this small step so that everyone could pass through the vast sky. She naively thought that this would simplify the complex and make everyone happy, but the deterioration of the situation always started from a small step. From the beginning of the direction she chose was still doomed. Peng Cheng would inevitably continue to make further steps until she stepped on Beibei's feet and she had no way to retreat.

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Mao Ji is really a shameful act, otherwise the doorman would never have been so sneaky. He could only squeeze into a narrow loophole in a person in the dark field, and Beibei did not dare to go in rashly. She thought for a long time, but she was uncertain and let her retreat. In the invisible loophole, Beibei's heart was disturbed by strange fear, as if it was the first time to go on stage, looking at the darkness in the audience, it seemed that the whole world was looking forward to her being able to say something, but only she knew that she was caught by fear.

She had to go in, there was no doubt about it. Beibei knew what Peng Cheng did inside, and she could no longer pretend to know nothing. She had to see what was going on. Although Peng Cheng repeatedly stopped him, it was strange that even he did not stop him again. At that moment, Beibei felt something was wrong. She felt something was wrong, but for a moment she couldn't figure out what was wrong. She was just irritated by the kind of incomprehensible disturbance. She simply didn't think about anything, as if she had cut off the thread that was wrapped around, and everything was fine afterwards.

God knows, she really should think clearly.

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That place is not considered a door at all, so what is it? It is a cement door hole, which is very narrow, slightly narrower than the size of a conventional door. There is no door panel installed in the door hole in a practical sense, but it only blocks a large black iron rack at the entrance of the door hole, and there is a gap on one side of the iron rack that just allows someone to pass by.

Beibei made up her mind. Just as she was about to walk in, Peng Cheng came out: "Wife, why are you here?" The young man saw the girl hurriedly following him. He grabbed her arm and gently used his fingers for the first time. His eyes were full of hope, and the brilliance was amazing. Beibei hesitated for a moment, and she hesitated clearly for a moment, only looking at Peng Cheng calmly without saying a word. Then she took out the money from her pocket and handed it to him quietly.

His claws holding her hand were dark, as dirty as a coal-digging worker. The girl's arms were not pressed. Subconsciously, she pushed back slightly, as if she wanted to break free. She had made up her mind to go in, but when Peng Cheng appeared, she suddenly didn't want to go. Even she herself felt pretentious, but she really thought that way.

"Wife, don't leave now. Come in with me. If you look at me, I can usually win. Just look at me. I can't control myself. I can't control myself. If you are with me, you can."

"What's wrong with your hand?"

"Oh, it's okay, the coins in this hall are buried." As he said that, he let go of her, and first leaned to the gap, then he stood in the doorway and waved to Beibei.

She shivered a little. Beibei didn't want to go in. She stood at the door and couldn't move. After waiting for a while, Peng Cheng repeatedly advised her, as if he was trying to persuade the virgin to give her pure body. He crawled out and crawled in again and kept begging, and the girl became confused and turned her body to the corner of the iron rack.

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There was a small compartment inside the door opening. The place was very small, with white walls and nothing was placed. The inside of the other door opposite was colorful. Beibei could see that there were people and small refrigerators. When she knew these small refrigerators, she had seen those refrigerators flashing from afar. Suddenly, Beibei felt very scared and wanted to vomit, just as those people playing with anchor machines and refrigerators had turned into hideous aliens. She panicked for no reason and shivered uncontrollably.

"Wife, I will definitely win back, don't worry!" Peng Cheng was basically misunderstood Beibei's trembling. He took the five hundred yuan from her hand, his eyes were burning, and he swears to hold her hands tightly with those black hands to give her strength. Then he turned around eagerly and asked his aunt to twist 500 yuan chips on a refrigerator that no one played with.

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Remember, women must find a man who is afraid of something, otherwise he may cause some trouble. Peng Cheng is such a bold idle master, especially when it comes to losing money, he has never been lenient.

Of course, this five hundred lost, but the disappearance of this five hundred yuan did not scare away his desire. He was like a stubborn speculator, full of yearning for the future and the belief that he was bound to win. The money disappeared in the blink of an eye. Before Beibei could report it, Peng Cheng turned around and said, "Wife, you lend me another five hundred! No, you lend me a thousand!"

The young man really couldn't recognize the loss of 500 yuan. At the entrance of the game hall, he wandered for a long time and still didn't want to leave. He would rather hold his urine than finish his heart.

"Please, Beibei, I'm over worried."

Wen Beibei was shocked by the man in front of him at this moment. He was once such a smart person, such a wise and practical person. What's wrong now? It was like water in his head, and he began to speak in a daze and speak anxiously, as if trembling. All of this was inexplicable.

Beibei was completely confused by Peng Cheng's words. Why was it so upset? She couldn't understand. Similarly, Peng Cheng didn't understand her. He had no idea how to answer Beibei's questions. Besides, he didn't have the heart to think about these things. He just wanted money and won back his losses. So he was immediately angry: "Oh, wife, I'm so upset. I lost so much money, I can't recognize it. I was just now, oh! You lend me another thousand."
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