Beibei held up the phone and stared at the disheveled man at the door, so surprised that he didn't have time to react.

"Hey." Who would have thought? At this time, the damn phone call was actually connected, and it was quiet. Then Peng Cheng was very angry and fed him.

"Where are you?" Until this time, Beibei didn't even doubt anything. She asked him happily, holding the two hundred yuan in his pocket, he didn't even know what a sweet secret it was. Thinking about it like this made her happy.

"I'm sleeping!" Peng Cheng on the phone was obviously impatient. He obviously said this not only for Beibei, but Beibei couldn't understand this.

"Where is it?" the girl asked him tentatively. She finally realized it. She could still hear his tone.

Peng Cheng snorted and laughed, then seemed meaningful but a little bored. He said, "Let's sleep at home!"

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All emotions in the world generally come from needs and wonderful butterfly effects. If we don’t have to make things in the world sublime, all results can be traced to the root of the butterfly flapping its wings. It comes from our hearts. Although the development of the situation may go against the original intention, its true nature is the same. Most mortals can only see a few steps in front of them, so the results are always contrary to their wishes.

"I was just at your doorstep, and Jiaxin said you were not at home." She said calmly and desperately. That was not a story that needed to be explained. She knew he was really sleeping, but he was not at home. She thought he was just eating and drinking, and she forgot that there was something else in her professional ethics. No, she didn't forget, to be precise, she chose not to think about it. She forgot that if things were exposed, she might not be able to accept it.

"Oh! Damn!" Peng Cheng looked disappointed. He cursed something, and then he said, "What are you looking for me?"

Before Beibei could say anything, she heard a woman's voice, or she didn't hear it at all. She just imagined that there was a woman's voice.

"Okay, what do you have to say, can we say tomorrow?" This may be a kind of protection for Peng Cheng! Or maybe the that Peng Cheng mentioned is different from the that Beibei understands, and that is also different. For Peng Cheng, it must be just that he can't bear to tell Beibei directly that he no longer loves her and that he wants to leave her, but who would have thought of it? She actually believed it.

"Where are you? I have something to look for you." She couldn't understand Peng Cheng's protection. She didn't have the IQ to understand these things. At that moment, the girl suddenly became desperate. She just felt that there was no need to pretend anymore. Just end it like this, and it's over.

"I have to find me today!" Peng Cheng was like a prostitute, and happened to meet a girl who had had a good time together.

"Yeah!" Beibei responded decisively. She could never remain calm about Peng Cheng's affairs.

The young man was obviously empty, or he was quite surprised. With a long breath, Peng Cheng's breathing became heavy: "Then you can wait for me in the Internet cafe later!"

"What time?" Beibei was very depressed, and she was rarely extremely calm. She could feel the last sentence, like a summary.

"I'll get up now, okay? I'll get up now..." He shouted loudly, obviously he was very angry, and the phone stopped before he finished speaking.

Beibei ran away and ran to the Internet cafe. She wanted to see what he could say? She didn't even think clearly. What could he do if she was going to listen to him and what would he say? What if she cares about her? She couldn't think about so much now. She could only see him in her mind, just seeing him.

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"Song Xiangnan, don't mess around, what are you doing?"

Peng Cheng glared at the girl next to him angrily and cursed. He grabbed the cell phone and the phone had already hung up. The girl was wrapped around him. Her ears were listening to Beibei and forced him to say that. She knew that it was Wen Beibei, so she suddenly pulled away the cell phone and hung up the phone.

"What are you excited about? If you want to be with her, go back. What are you doing?" Xiang Nan Xianglai was smarter than Beibei. Peng Cheng was speechless after a word of her. She spread her arms, lay on the bed, picked up a cigarette and lit it, and spit it lightly, spitting it in front of Peng Cheng, and he was still stroking the phone back and forth.

Xiang Nan never thought that she might lose Peng Cheng. She didn't take a woman like Wen Beibei seriously. She didn't care about Peng Cheng before, but now Peng Cheng is hers. She felt it was necessary to let Wen Beibei know that she was out. So when Peng Cheng answered the phone, she gave her man a wink, but the man seemed to pretend that he couldn't understand, so she snatched the phone and hung up it.

Peng Cheng understood the truth very well. He became interested as soon as Geda Mei gave up her face. He thought he really didn't want to hurt Beibei, so he hung up the phone. He almost hugged his temper. But Beibei chose this inappropriate time to call him. What else can he do?

"I don't want to stimulate her, I just want to be with her." Peng Cheng looked down at the phone, wondering what would happen to Beibei now? He wanted to dial in, but he didn't dare to do it. Men are always more decisive than women. He threw his phone on the bedside table with his hand.

"If you don't want to be with her, why do you ask her to come to the Internet cafe?" Xiangnan looked at him and waited for him to reply to himself with a cold face. She was not a girl like Wen Beibei, and she would not blindly obey Peng Cheng's meaning.

"He wants to see me, what can I say?" Peng Cheng also took a cigarette and lit it, took a sip, and thought to himself, "I will leave after I smoke the cigarette. It's time to go, I have to go to work."

"If you still like her, you can leave now." Xiangnan put out the cigarette, stopped pestering Peng Cheng, and got up to wear clothes.

The young man closed his eyes so annoyed that he closed his eyes and fucked them. No one was good at it. Everyone had to coax them. Women always overestimated the position of love in a man's heart. He grabbed the Tuda Mei's arm and was then angrily shook it away. The young man laughed and said, "What are you going to do? What are you going to do?" As he said that, he took her back to the bed, pressed her down, and pressed her over.

"I like her, so why did I say that just now? It's not for you that I can argue with my mother and I can't even go back home? What do you want to do if you do this? Do you want to give up? Will that work? Ah? Song Xiangnan?" Peng Cheng pinched her chest and put his other hand into the quilt.

"Oh!" Xiangnan tightened his brow and screamed, then giggled and cheered. "Then you just tell her clearly on the phone! Why did she come to the Internet cafe?" She was silly and retorted stubbornly.

"Don't I bear it? I've been with her for six years, and she's thirty-two. What can I do like that?" Peng Cheng said casually without saying anything. I suddenly felt like I had shot the medicine. She broke free from Peng Cheng and confronted her with a cold face.

"Can you tell me clearly when you meet?" Both of them sat up, and the girl stared at her artificial little Neishuang: "What are you going to talk about when you meet? The surname Peng, aren't you playing with me?"

"What do you mean? I don't go back to my house anymore, what else can I do?"

"Who knows! Okay, let's get over it! Go back and find her!" Song Xiangnan seemed to calm down, and she said lightly, as if she didn't care much.

Peng Cheng frowned and asked reluctantly: "What's the matter? What do you mean? Why do you have to force yourself and don't do it!"
Chapter completed!