As soon as he came over in the morning, the boss saw Peng Cheng sitting in the hall, in front of the machine in front of the front row. I wondered if the tall and thin woman hadn't left at all, or if she had come again early in the morning. She was sitting next to him, lowering her head to fiddling with the phone.

The little boss was too lazy to say anything else, so he turned into the bar from the baffle next to him. Walking past Peng Cheng, the young man raised his head from the computer and raised his hand to signal. There was so much nonsense among the men, and everyone understood that no one had any hobbies yet.

As soon as he entered the bar, the boss was no longer at peace. The money, fragmented units, and whole red tickets were everywhere. Peng Cheng was really unrestrained. He probably never returned to the bar at all, and the money was thrown in from outside.

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I waited for almost half a day, and it was already noon. The dazzling sunlight could leave light beams in from the gaps in all directions. Xiangnan fell asleep in the seats in the first row, got up, fell asleep, got up, but she still didn't leave. The new wound on her face was on her eyes. It seemed that she was not biting, but it was definitely not hit. It was not as dark as the color. The reddest part was a flat little path.

The two of them were so tired of the wicked moji, the boss finally couldn't bear it anymore. He knew that he shouldn't interfere with Peng Cheng's private life, but Peng Cheng also played a little: "Old Peng, come here, come, I'll tell you something, come." The boss stood at the bar and shouted. He winked at the place, and everyone could tell that there must be something wrong.

Peng Cheng stretched out his arm from Gedamei's tightly clasped arm, stood up, and pulled back the deformed clothes. He was thinking about his toes, shaking his arms, and walked to the bar counter with a sad and angry look under his glasses, tilting his head with a spirit. Two men of similar age, although they were one boss and the other worked, were equal. The boss always recognized Peng Cheng's spirituality. He always thought that this kid was completely blind to be an Internet manager in an Internet cafe. He picked up a stolen head for selling * and sold cabbage.

"Old Peng, come in and talk." The boss leaned forward through the bar, but still felt it was difficult to speak, so he asked Peng Cheng to speak in the bar.

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"Old Peng, what's wrong with you and your wife? Why doesn't she come to you? You don't look for a home all day long..." I was embarrassed to ask about Geda Mei directly, the boss thought he had found a pretty good opening remark.

"It's okay, Lao Dong, don't worry about me."

As he said that, Peng Cheng lowered his head, picked up the little boss's 27 yuan box of cigarettes, so he took it out and lit it in his mouth. He said this until Boss Dong choked on what he wanted to say, and then he realized that the opening was not good, and the key was that he could not take it.

"Why didn't she leave?" The boss tilted his head outside. In fact, he didn't have to be tilted. Peng Cheng also knew who he was talking about. "I don't like to leave!" When he mentioned Xiang Nan, he was a little impatient: "I'll take her out later." He lit the cigarette on the ashtray, lit the part that was burned to ashes, and raised his eyebrows, and frowned so lightly and playfully. Of course, he was uncomfortable.

"Old Peng, it doesn't matter if a man plays outside, but he can't tell who is his wife. Otherwise, you won't be playing anymore. After the family is separated, it's not a smart person's way of playing. Why don't you go home and see the children?"

"No, I called Beibei yesterday, it's okay." Peng Cheng snatched the cigarette hard and snuffed it out in the ashtray.

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In the afternoon, Xiangnan finally came home. This time, what she asked her to go home was all her own wishes. Peng Cheng didn't say a word or a word. If he said one more thing, he would be really worried that this girl would die of exhaustion in the Internet cafe.

Xiang Nan must have thought about it. Not only did she go home by herself, she also took Peng Cheng's cell phone away. Before leaving, she said that she was afraid that Peng Cheng would call Beibei, so she took the cell phone away. It was so straightforward that Peng Cheng didn't dare to say a word of nonsense.

Before leaving, she took out her phone and said that the new Apple 5s was always liked. Peng Cheng had always packed it beautifully. She clasped the back cover with colorful diamonds, even in this dark Internet cafe, it was still shining with brightness. She handed it to Peng Cheng.

"What are you doing?" Peng Cheng tilted his head, looking at Xiang Nan with no way out. He pretended to look at Xiang Nan for no reason, probably knowing what she meant. He finally didn't have to make up any more bullshit excuses and left his phone number. Humph, he's done it.

"You take my phone number to save me from getting you trouble." When I walked to the door, Xiangnan turned around: "Call me at 7 o'clock, I'm afraid I can't get up."

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He really can't afford to lose that man!

It’s hard to go to the bar to borrow a cell phone from the boss! As soon as Geda Mei went out, Peng Cheng raised his hand and typing on the keyboard.

"Fifty-six, ah!" The little boss said, and just now he was full of anger. He pulled out the firewood from the cauldron and vented it. He was tense and smiled angrily. What a fucking borrowing phone number or a baba phone number. The most dangerous place is the safest place. If it is not safe, this phone number must be called. What's wrong with 5s? This thing has a great call effect. What else can N? Peng Cheng picked up Gedamei's cell phone and dialed Beibei's phone number.

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After waiting for this night, Peng Cheng was more than anyone else looking forward to Going upstairs and going home to bed early. He wanted to call Beibei, but he had been fucking the whole day and night, which made him feel upset. Although he didn't think clearly about it, he had to talk to her first, otherwise, it would be really upsetting.

He thought of many versions, and what exactly can I keep Beibei? Based on his understanding of Beibei, the girl's kind and simple axial force seemed to have hope for any method, but none of them were 100% sure. He just needed money, and the little excitement of a man for a woman's body was really just excitement for him. He needed her even more. He didn't starve to death to her, right? This principle seems not easy to explain to Beibei clearly.

It was the first time that Beibei had been hit by the room with Geda Girl. That girl probably couldn't bear it! To her, going to bed was really the boss's business. It was a big deal, it was even bigger than the sky. Fucking, it's been so long, Peng Cheng was very scared. He remembered that Beibei had turned on gas and wanted to die with him. He didn't feel shuddered, and his chin suddenly sagged and almost bit his tongue.
Chapter completed!