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The intersection was pitch black, and Peng Cheng got out of the car, told the taxi driver, and sent Beibei home. The girl held his arm tightly, trembling, and he did not let go of her along the way. When he was about to reach the entrance of the building, he hesitated for a moment. He hadn't been here for two years, and was as dilapidated as two years ago. The corridor was lit with a dim light, and the light was trembling with the wind, and he followed Beibei upstairs again.

Walking to the second floor sprint platform, Peng Cheng stopped and said, "Wife, go home early! I'll send you here." The young man's bright eyes seemed to have some hidden worries, reflecting the lonely shadow of the moonlight, which was cold and cold. He held Beibei's hand and stood face to face, staring at her just crying, but now he was still sweaty, and he wanted to speak but stopped.

"Chengcheng, how long can she support you?" Beibei's little mouth pouted and asked him shivered, as if he was a little scared.

The young man looked down at him blankly. Duan Duan didn't expect her to ask this. He didn't know how to answer her. He was the truth and lies. She believed him whatever he said. In his eyes, her face gradually blurred. This woman had never been so real before, as if she could penetrate her body with just a stretch of her hand.

"Wife, don't think too much. I will find a way. It's good that I'll spend this time. We need to have some professional ethics, right? Even if I'm in foster care at her now, when I recover and get the money, I'll be back."

It seemed impossible to refute it. Beibei's big eyes fell down. She lowered her head and nodded softly. Even such a crappy lie was worthy of trust. She began to coax herself unconditionally.

"Okay, you go in! I can't walk for so long, someone in the store has to watch."

"Um!"

The girl responded and walked up the second floor step by step. She took out the key and inserted it into the keyhole. She heard Peng Cheng downstairs say, "Get in quickly! I'm leaving."

He said he was gone, which made her excited, but before she could say anything, Peng Cheng's footsteps were already in a hurry and were getting farther and farther away.

What is the truth? What is the truth? What is the use of constantly asking questions? The truth is clearly there, but there are always people who blind themselves and close their eyes, for fear of seeing it.

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The young man hurried back to the Internet cafe, and was disturbed by Beibei, and he couldn't say anything. The Internet cafe was just in front of him not far away. He asked the driver to stop, paid the car, and ran back by himself. I was still waiting for him in the Internet cafe, but I was really afraid that she would no longer be in the Internet cafe at this time, so everything would be bad.

He rushed to open the door with sweat. Song Xiangnan was standing at the innermost part of the bar. The girl glanced at the door with her eyes squinted and her body became even more straight, as if she had put on a steel plate. Her bag had been packed and she was picked up casually. Peng Cheng ran in, wanting to come out of the bar, and let her come out and then he would smash the pot. The young man blocked the exit of the bar in two steps.

After coaxing this and that, this is fate! Peng Cheng felt exhausted. Fortunately, Nan Banqi's cold face looked very good. Although he was tired, he felt that the greasy feeling in his heart was not so heavy. Who wouldn't he feel less painful? I wonder if Nan is younger than Beibei. Although he is not very beautiful, the flesh on his neck is still shining. Besides, he is crying all day long, so who is not upset when he sees it?

The young man pushed the girl to the bar. There was a surveillance position. If it were normal, he would never be intimate with Xiangnan here. He pressed Xiangnan on the seat and pulled a chair to sit beside her. She always had to stand up, but he was pressed back to the seat. Xiangnan didn't say a word, Peng Cheng reached out to hug her again and again, but she pushed it away again and again. He was anxious to push and pull it. He pinched Xiangnan's chest. The thing was so small that it couldn't find the right position, and it felt not so fulfilling when pinching it in his hand.

"Let go." After being caught, Xiangnan put his arms on his chest, like a kitten protecting food, scolding him in a low voice and stern manner, glaring. Her little face as big as a palm were covered with free and bulging pits, which were close to her, and she was hideous and creepy under the modification of the light.

Peng Cheng turned his head and subconsciously glanced at the side. He smiled wickedly but tightened his strength: "Can you speak?"

"Let go." Xiangnan seemed to be anxious. She stopped resisting and stared at him with a cold face. Both of them stared at each other with great force. Xiangnan stared, Peng Cheng also stared, and while staring, he pinched hard, and he laughed.

Peng Cheng glanced around and said that there were few people in the Internet cafe today, and it was already the middle of the night. The only few guests who were staying in the corner were all asleep. The young man turned sideways to block the camera behind him. He stared at the girl's eyes with a smile, and the two of them confronted each other again.

Suddenly, he reached out and pulled the girl's collar and pulled it off. The clothes were not known as what material they were. They felt cold and smooth, but the collar could pull out the length, pulling under the chest, revealing her small pink bra.

No matter what around him, the two of them fought each other, and the wooden door under the drawer of the bar was kicked for three times. Peng Cheng finally held his bra in his hand and threw it aside. When he lowered his head, he turned into a girl looking around in panic.

"You let go, let go, you, it hurts."

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No matter which time it is, any time will be good.

That was a long time ago, and it was the first year when they had just dated and everything was still beautiful. During the Spring Festival that year, Peng Cheng brought a box of local specialties from his hometown in the mountains. He took a car for a long time and took it to Beibei to deliver it to her home. This was the first time he had been to her house.

Early in the morning, Beibei told her parents that Peng Cheng would come with something today, so her mother hurriedly got up and asked if she wanted to prepare something and whether to eat at home. She was not as difficult as her father, and she didn't say a word from beginning to end.

Beibei pretended to be innocent and said that it was not necessary. He had to take something for others. He had to leave after saying a few words. But he was worried that his parents would not be able to accept Peng Cheng's appearance. He could not even let go of the scars on his mouth. If he really met, how would he explain it?

It was almost eight o'clock, and the Chinese New Year was about to be over, and the sky was dark and cold outside. Although no one said it, the three of them were still sitting at home waiting. After a while, Peng Cheng called and said it was almost here. Then the hurried footsteps in the corridor came up with a large carton box. As soon as he opened the door, he lowered his head and unloaded it at the door.

My father was silent for a day, but he was the first to come out and didn't receive anything. He hurriedly said, "Come on, come in and sit for a while."

It was done in one go. That day, Peng Cheng always lowered his head. Beibei stood behind his father and watched, watching his body leaning back. The more he spoke, the more he leaned back, and his heart was in his throat. Perhaps what Peng Cheng needed at this time was that Beibei could give him some confidence, but at that time, neither of them. Beibei never said a word to invite him in, and Peng Cheng always lowered his head.

Looking back in the future, Beibei felt that Peng Cheng would also care about the scar on his mouth! Just like her, she had been looking for various angles to identify and avoid, and how could she not see the defect clearly.

"Uncle can't do it, there are still things outside, so I won't go in."
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