It must be a small , a that is too small. With the two steps outside the door, it is definitely less than 60 square meters. It was converted into a two-bedroom apartment, very irregular. In Beibei's memory, it seems that this place is different from the places mentioned by Peng Cheng. Maybe it is because the adults have different visions! When Peng Cheng was here, he was still a child.

The hotel has not started business yet. Although it turned out to be a , they always need to make some adjustments when they come. So the two-bedroom apartment was in a mess. Peng Cheng and Beibei crossed the piles of garbage, wooden boards and pots and pans and came to a ladder.

"My wife, everything else is still too messy now. I'll show you where I used to live."

As he said that, Peng Cheng straightened the ladder and climbed up the ladder. There was a small hanging layer of one meter and five meters wide. It seemed to be a bar under the hanging layer. This was a house with a very high frame. The small hanging layer was about one meter three or four meters high, just above Beibei's head, and a curtain of floral cloth was hung to cover the inside.

"Wife, come up!" With just a flash of consciousness, Peng Cheng had already climbed up. He sat in the hanging layer with his legs hanging down, and was on the girl's chest. He supported the ladder with both hands: "Honey, please help me, you climb up!"

"I won't go." Beibei's first reaction was to refuse, "I definitely can't climb up." She subconsciously dodged and looked at her pants that were tightly close to her body.

"You're here! It's okay, this is so strong. I used to sleep here with Brother Suo. You don't have to worry, you will definitely be able to hold you."

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Beibei was hurt by Peng Cheng's sudden truth, and she felt it burned for a while. So, as if to prove that the hanging layer could hold her, Beibei climbed up and faced the inside of the hanging layer. The girl felt that she could not turn around.

"It's over, why are you doing this? Cheng Cheng, I can't move." She seemed difficult to get off the ground. At this time, it seemed that it was not easy for her to touch and push it down.

"Then you just crawl inside, don't turn around, you crawl in and turn around." Peng Cheng rushed to the innermost part of the hanging layer, and he gave up more space.

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Only by exploring my body into the hanging layer could I notice that this place was so small, just a small area wider than a single bed, full of Peng Cheng's clothes, shoes, his bag, and some change. I don't know why, but the house was cool here, with a blanket of an old quilt on it, and a wooden board below it, and the arms were very hard to support it. Beibei didn't dare to let go. She wanted to stand and stop moving, so she stood on the ladder. Then, a cool storm floated out of the small hanging layer: "Cheng Cheng, is this trendy here?"

"The toilet is behind, it's a bit wet?" Peng Cheng said, sweeping his arms on the mat, "Come on, it's okay, come on."

"I can't climb in, either." Beibei complained, but the person still crawled in. She looked very clumsy, like an old man who was about to die.

Peng Cheng hugged and smiled tightly: "Wife, you are so stupid, it's so hard! Didn't your legs come up all at once? Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, be colder here." He moved towards Beibei, trying to exchange positions, so Beibei also moved his body.

"Don't move, don't move, don't move, daughter-in-law, you are passive, you are with you! Don't move, you are fooling you. Wife, come, come, you are lying flat, you are lying flat, you are lying, you are lying, you are lying, you are lying, you are lying, you are lying, you are lying, you are lying, you are lying, you are lying, you are lying, you are lying, you are lying, you are lying, you are lying, you are lying, you are slighter."

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"You've lived in this place before?"

The two of them sat face to face, and Beibei started to go around. The young man kept staring at the girl, smiling very freely.

"This is not much better than when he was a child." His eyes were pure and unremitting, and a trace of despair flashed like no memories, and then there was another gorgeous brilliance.

Beibei felt a sudden soreness in her eyes: "Let's buy an electric mattress!"

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This is a bad experience, and the facts are once again proved that most of the efforts are to be rewarded for failure. Just like a woman's desire for loyalty to men, a man's desire for success and freedom will be tortured by failure every day in a long and boring day by day like a foot binding cloth, and finally recognize this mediocre fate. Whether it is for Peng Cheng or Beibei, more for Suo Ge, Peng Cheng completely defeated Suo Ge and had no power to turn things around.

This was a hopeful beginning for Peng Cheng and Suo Ge, but Beibei felt a little worried. He excitedly lifted the curtain of the small hanging layer and looked down at the entire hotel. Everything seemed full of vitality. But soon, they realized that everything was far from a mess. The hotel involved too much manpower, and more importantly, it was not profitable at all. The source of customers was the key to restricting the hotel exhibition. They all knew it, but it could not be solved.

This is in the community, and there have always been few individual tourists coming to eat. When Peng Cheng was there, it was mainly about delivering food. At that time, there were not so many large shopping malls, not so many fast food s, and Meituan takeout. Now, the food in the small shop is single again. Life is really expensive!

The small shop claims that every dish is fried on a single side, which attracts a large group of strange men who like home-cooked tastes. Brother Suo found a 26-year-old chef from somewhere. He heard that he had retired from a big in the city. At that time, anti-corruption and integrity were promoted, and many big s were getting worse. I think even this kid didn't brag too much. His name is Gao Feng, and he is indeed a good dish, especially fish-flavored potato strips. Beibei has only eaten it here, but he likes it very much.

The hotel of the three men opened like this. Every day, Peng Cheng had to ride a motorcycle to deliver meals everywhere in the surrounding shopping malls, walking between the road and the hotel like an athlete.
Chapter completed!