Men may be like children. When they don’t follow the ordinary path, you really can’t be proud to think that they are different from others and let them go! You must stop him decisively at all stages that are still in control and tell him that you will work hard for my mother. Otherwise, men will continue to be like willful children, becoming more and more difficult to control, like those children who have had problems when they were young and beat their fathers and scolded them when they grow up, and eventually hold your hand and go to a dead end.

Beibei has not yet appeared. Peng Cheng was destined to be born for this dead end from the day he was born. He is the persevering and unyielding pioneer on this road, or in other words, his ideal. His ideal life is jumping up and down, and it is different from today.

God is also considerate to him. All the smooth roads he can walk are blocked by him one by one. He is not a responsible person at all. Therefore, he slipped into a muddy life like a sewer. He is unwilling to be restrained, unwilling to give up his struggle for anyone, and unwilling to follow the trend. Humph, what are you willing to do?

Beibei is different. Like Peng Cheng, she is not on the ordinary road, but the bad thing is that her direction is exactly the opposite. What makes her character like her, a person who has been turning around, actually has a lot of maternal nature and feels that she has the responsibility to change the life of this man, and she wants to take him on the right path.

This is probably a loophole that God has figured out. It is a must-pass road in Peng Cheng's life, or every woman is a loophole in a man's life, and he will definitely be a NPC full of sacrifice in his extraordinary life. You must know that almost all of them try to take men to the road of flowing light, live a peaceful and stable life without even asking what men want, and then they rush forward and become farther and farther by the man's soul.

It's so fucking like Jiuer who wants to take Yu Zhan'ao on a good road.

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Beibei found Peng Cheng, who was almost like a homeless man. He fell asleep in the Internet cafe, with fine and even snoring sounds between his mouth. It was in the last row of all the machines in the Ankang Internet cafe, in a very inconspicuous corner. The young man was very good at taking care of himself. He put together the plastic stools in the back row, placed them neatly, curled up on it, lying in his clothes, and it was really a good bed.

He took off his shoes, probably because he felt uncomfortable being stuck on his feet, and threw his big feet out. Beibei didn't want to call him up, but not just because he didn't want to let him up, but more importantly, she was not sure what would happen if Peng Cheng was woken up. Seeing that his head had not been washed for a long time, he was stuck on his forehead, like a black cloth hat. His beautiful side face was clear and angular, and his beautiful lines were penetrated into his neck, so delicate. He was still fair, even though his face was half-fallen, it was still white and jealous.

Beibei was sitting next to him fiddling with his cell phone. The network administrator was a young man who was cleaning up back and forth. When he walked up to the two of them, he insisted on taking a look at Peng Cheng more and then smiling meaningfully. He never spoke, and left after laughing. Whether Beibei looked at him or not, he did not change his routine. This phone was bought for her by Peng Cheng for her first month's salary in the dark scene. Although it was not a good thing, his intention was the most important thing.

The smartphone only cost 700 yuan. Beibei stroked the broken mouth on the phone, and his heart hurt like he did when he broke the phone.

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"Cheng Cheng, my phone broke me."

"It's bad! It's not a good thing."

That day, they ate hot pot in the 15-month-one-month-old two-bedroom rented by Peng Cheng. The young man had moved to the lower bunk of the small room and lived with the landlord. During the day, the landlord went to the shop next to him to cut his hair. Xiaojie in the big room didn't know where to go, and there was really no one else in the room. He put the cabbage into the pot, and turned around and saw Beibei sitting in the innermost part of his lower bunk, looking at the side of the phone with tears in his eyes, and there was a mark that was not easy to detect.

"But this is the first mobile phone you bought for me." Beibei remembered that the moment the phone fell to the ground, it didn't sound crisply, and her heart tightened. Her round calves were thick, like a washed radish, twisting out a bulging muscle.

Peng Cheng sat over the induction cooker, holding cabbage in one hand and patting her legs with the other: "Don't mess around anymore. My wife, I'll buy you many more in the future, so we won't miss this one."

"But this is the first one, how can it be the same?"

"Wife, did you give it to me the first time?" Peng Cheng put down the cabbage and reached out to rub between her thighs.

"Oh! Why do you keep mentioning this?" Beibei finally moved her mind away and stuffed her phone into her pocket. She pushed him away unhappily.

"That's more precious than this. What else do you want to give to you? A broken cell phone, we're thinking about it."

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The network administrator opened the door, and a cool breeze blew in early morning, and the room suddenly became cold. Beibei held his cell phone, but he didn't care about it. It was cold. She just looked at the door and saw the tall network administrator sweep the garbage to the door and was sticking over the threshold with a broom.

That guy is about the same age as Peng Cheng, or older than Peng Cheng, and has a beer belly that is not too big. Today is a windy day. The tall net tube has been swept the floor and straightened his waist. As soon as he turned around, a gust of cold wind hangs up the plastic curtain at the door, and blew back the dust that had just been swept out.

Beibei reached out to cover her mouth and nose, and Peng Cheng jumped up from the stool with a thrust behind her. She turned around and saw that he was like a little animal sleeping in the wilderness and was panicking his terrified eyes, alerting him, looking at Beibei who was touching himself with a fierce look on his face.

"Oh!" Suddenly, with an inexplicable scream, he raised his hand and rubbed his sticky head and fell down again, and with a clang, he smashed heavily on the stool. Before he really woke up, Beibei felt relieved and turned around and continued to fiddler with the phone. After about five minutes of the time, he said in a muffled voice: "Wife, why are you here?"

Beibei did not answer him. She gently lifted her eyelids and saw that he didn't move. Her fingers touched Peng Cheng's legs. The legs that were leaping out of blood vessels were as ugly and ferocious as a centipede. He must have been exhausted after being on the net for a long time. After a while, the room calmed down. Peng Cheng probably fell asleep again. He breathed evenly on the cotton coat, rustling. Then he seemed to have eaten something delicious. He began to flatten his mouth, turned around, and covered his eyes with his hands.

"Why don't you go home to sleep?" Beibei asked him tentatively, she guessed that he was awake.

"What are you doing when you go home?" Peng Cheng scratched his head and stretched his arms very comfortably. With a loud noise, he felt completely comfortable.

"I have to pay the rent. I have to ask me if I go back. Besides, I still owe them money! What should I do if I ask for money from me? I won't go back." Peng Cheng sat up and began to tick his head back and forth with his hands. His bright black eyes kept staring at his bare feet: "Wife, where are my shoes?"
Chapter completed!