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"Wife, do you think I can't do anything?" Peng Cheng lowered his head and drooped his shoulders. He pulled Beibei's fingers and bent it gently. The girl's arm was about to slip out of his hand when she relaxed a little. He spoke very disgusted. Seeing that Beibei didn't speak, he looked at her and smiled mockingly, perhaps she was laughing at herself, like a...

Beibei's heart suddenly felt sour, she could understand him. He lowered his head and hung his shoulders. The passion that he had just talked to himself with his bag disappeared faster than the RMB, and was dejected like a pickled cucumber.

The girl regretted it in an instant, but she ignored it. If she forgot him, his heart would be uncomfortable.

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"You go to work in that bath center!" Beibei stopped, she raised her head slightly to look at him, squinted her eyes and laughed as much as she could like Rika who was lying in a Tokyo love story.

"I was born to be useful. I think your ability is not in these physical work." Beibei took Peng Cheng's hand, grabbed him, who was a little discouraged, and looked at him avoiding his eyes, and shook her.

"I still won't go, you don't like it there." He shook his long bangs, blocking his eyes, and his arms holding the bag were drooping more and more like a rope jumping: "What else can I do? Wife, why don't I find another restaurant?" He looked up at him, as if no one could help him, and there was only one waiting person left.

"Go! I'm worried that you will become bad inside, and the women there are more casual." He touched the softest part of the girl's heart again, forcing her to make up a lie.

Hearing her say this, the young man was proud, and he was energetic, his eyes swelling like black grapes: "Wife, hehe." He finally smiled, smiling unscrupulously. He said that he had friends who worked in a bath center before, and he said that he could do this, although it was not very good, but it was always better than a hotel.

"Don't worry, wife, I'm a loyal person, not like you."

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Peng Cheng bought a lot of boiled fish before the hotel’s salary, and spent all the money he should spend. The rest was enough to pay the deposit from the bath center, but the remaining change was enough to buy a bag of Hongtashan.

The problem they faced was that there was no place to live in the bath center, which made both of them a little confused. They looked very reserved in the boss's office. Peng Cheng looked at Beibei's face. Maybe he wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything. The girl in front of him looked like a fairy who had not occupied the world, with nothing but confusion in her eyes.

Peng Cheng decisively paid the money, agreed to the job, and went out, he told Beibei: "My wife is fine, I will find a way myself, I will definitely do it, so don't worry."

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Not everyone has the courage to face their own uniqueness. Such brave people are really a minority. For the intolerance of this world, even if there is a thousand kindness that can be encountered, as long as a noise appears, it will make the people in it more alert.

This time when working in the bath, Peng Cheng was closer to Beibei. The girl even felt that he was still by his side even when he was sleeping. The new environment was no better than a hotel. No one here had seen Peng Cheng before the operation. He started a whole new journey, starting with a most beautiful boy, a good story.

"Yeah! Wife, hey! Wife, you talk."

Peng Cheng seemed to have just gotten up, and he was basically asleep, and things fell down. Beibei hurriedly walked into the Internet cafe, saying, "How are you doing? Have you eaten? Did you sleep yesterday?"

He had been in a state of nearly three nights. In the old place, in the Internet cafe near Beibei's , the only sleep was when he slept in the bath in the middle of the night.

"I'm asleep. I just woke up. Didn't I wake up just now when you called me? Wife, come on, I miss you." He was still so enthusiastic. He said he missed her, and he always said.

"Stop making trouble, come out, I'll arrive right away."

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Peng Cheng insisted on not asking Beibei to help him, and she really couldn't help him. She could only watch him work hard quietly, and he was so sleepy that he was still persistent.

On the phone at noon, there was a middle-aged man. He sent a message online to find a share renter. Beibei immediately understood what a good opportunity. The man said that no one contacted him after sending the message online for a long time. Now he has rented a by himself, but he is very welcome to have a share renter to live with him and can share the cost of renting a .

Coincidentally, the is very close to Beibei's . After passing the small road with flying catkins, the front building is adjacent to the street garden. Sitting on the small corridor of the garden, you can even see the decorations in the small room of the .

The middle-aged man was very honest and said that if it was Beibei living there, it would definitely not work. It would be fine if it was a boy. The two agreed on the price and rented a small room in the for a monthly fee of 250 yuan. Beibei made a quick decision to give the money and held the .

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From a distance, he was wrinkled in white. I think it was indeed a long time since I changed it, but the child's amazing whiteness set off so that it didn't make people feel dirty. He was already asleep, closed his eyes tightly, standing against the wall, motionless. Beibei shook his hand gently, not wanting to wake up so suddenly. After a while, Peng Cheng finally opened his eyes slowly.

"Wife, oh!" He covered his head, a little dizzy, so he leaned against Beibei and hugged her neck tightly.

"Is it sleepy?" The girl patted Peng Cheng's back: "Let's go, I'll take you to a place."

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"Wife, what are you doing?"

Beibei took Peng Cheng into the corridor, and suddenly his hands wrapped around his waist. She stood on the higher steps and looked straight into his eyes. He looked at his cunningly, and his white and tender face had dark circles as if he had eyeshadowed. He shyly buried his head in his shoulders.

"You think you should give it to me, right?" As she said that, she raised her eyebrows and glanced at Beibei. Shui Liangliang's eyes were so teasing that she smiled and did not answer. She suddenly twisted his fingers hard on his waist.

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Peng Cheng liked this place very much. Although it was just a shared , it had a neat and beautiful small single room, with beds and simple bedding, which were all ready-made. There was also a 24-inch color TV in the master bedroom, which was actually wired.

"Wife, I know you are the best." He was very excited, and he flipped through the , curiously swaying in front of his eyes when he picked up everything, and then said, "I have this at home too."

He said he could cook, and then he went to the kitchen to churn. Middle-aged men should be at home. He prepared a lot of food. Peng Cheng insisted on cooking a meal for Beibei. Although it was not as delicious as Qin Tian, ​​he was definitely not a novice.

After enough trouble, the girl was planning to go home. It was still early, and Peng Cheng seemed reluctant: "Wife, I want you to accompany me. If you are not here, I feel uneasy." He hugged the woman who had a bag on her back and pushed her into the door while saying that.

"Farewell, how sleepy you are." The girl comforted her, but she still couldn't resist him.
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