On a midsummer night, if you don’t have a relationship, you will be so hot and stuffy. The dinner is as delicious as you chew, and the two self-righteous young people only focus on their respective lies, cautious, timid and panic. Peng Cheng glanced at his girl from time to time, as if he was trembling. He didn’t say a word, just like Bebe pretended to be careless. When he was guilty, people were always very likely to believe each other.

It was finally dark, which was exciting. Peng Cheng stood at the door with the key. He breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that he could not hide the fact that they were unwilling to stay together. Only God knows the hearts of the people best.

The girl kept her bag silently. Before she left the door, she looked up and looked at him. In a glance, Peng Cheng was stunned to see her joy, but it disappeared in the blink of an eye. When he wanted to take a closer look, her face seemed to be reluctant.

She walked to the door and stepped on the threshold. She suddenly hesitated and looked at him with a resentment that she was reluctant to leave. The young man stumbled on his lips. He still remembered how he tried to keep her when Beibei went out the night before yesterday. He swallowed his saliva and felt a piece of flesh on his neck moving up and down. He might have kept her, right? Humph! He never wanted her to go home. Just today, to be honest, he didn't want to speak very much.

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When a man walked back in the building group, the air was like a lot of honey sugar water, and it was so sticky that it could not move. On the thick tree crown, the leaves were gone without a trace of noise, and it seemed that there were too many secrets hidden, so it was hanging in front of his head, and no matter how he walked, it was still in front of him.

His body, I think it was only when he came out of the bathhouse, and now it was probably because the bowl of noodles in his stomach was rumored, but he felt heavy again. It was just the road from East Street to West Street, and he entered the house in a few steps. Peng Cheng had been servile for a long time and couldn't calm down. He felt that he had survived the disaster, so he thought about it and took out his cell phone.

"Aunt Xue." The young man put down all his strength. The name was like spurting out the last trace of strength. He put it on, leaning back, feeling relieved.

"What's wrong?" The voice of a kind elderly woman was calm but a little warm, and the affection of Peng Cheng's chest calmed down.

"It's okay, it's just the matter." As he said that, he snorted, generally comfortable.

"It's fine if you solve it. You don't say what's going on, and your aunt can't help you."

"Oh!" Peng Cheng quickly started to do his body again, but he looked a little shorter than usual. He quickly argued, but it was not as polite as usual.

"How did you solve it? Your wife helped you?"

"Well, my wife is really..." Peng Cheng paused and seemed to search in his mind: "I have nothing to say, I must repay her."

"That's good, treat others well."

"Yes!" Peng Cheng seemed to be confident in being boasted. He responded with great firmness, and his whole body trembled on the bed.

"By the way, I'll make dumplings tomorrow, so you can eat them early in the morning." The old aunt's voice was as old as her mother, and it was a warm power.

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After washing her hair and sitting on the edge of the bed, Beibei was a little unhappy. For some reason, she really wanted to go home early. She thought that Peng Cheng might entangle her and prevent her from leaving, so she waited until it was completely dark and then got up to leave. But when she walked to the door, it seemed unusual. He almost always thought he had left too early, just because he didn't have it today.

"Wife!" The young man dragged his long tail sound. The man's coquettish behavior was basically only heard when he was in love: "Can you be late? You can go out of this door and enter that door."

He always had fresh words, which were so funny. In her heart, she felt that just today, he should keep her the most. What he should go out and enter was just a two-step effort. What happened today?

There was a smell on the towel that was not clear. Beibei smelled it. Maybe someone had used it, but she didn't care. To be honest, she felt very powerless. She borrowed so much money to help him, and Peng Cheng's gratitude seemed to be invisible. She felt akin to loss, not loss, just like giving a beggar, but the man did not bow down humbly. He was like a dignified person, but her expectations were empty.

Thinking of this, she became a little great. She remembered Zhang Yi. When the literati and doctors in that era were the same, they looked like arrogance of begging and having to show off their posture. They were like a archway that could not be blocked and always had to be blocked. They were full of face and were not begging at heart.

She took out the phone and dialed it to Peng Cheng. I don’t know why, but the signal might be bad! The phone was not connected, and the girl stared at the phone for a while, and then she dialed it again, this time the phone was busy.

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For a period of time after that, love was always calm, like a ripples that never appeared on the water, and you could tell your eternal destiny at a glance. He was still obedient to her, and Bebe's words were like an imperial edict. She even forgot that he did not try to keep her. It was indeed a small problem. He turned around and couldn't remember it. In this way, the only thing that the queen lacked in her treatment was money.

People never really care about the details of life. Beibei sends delicious food to Peng Cheng every day, but she never goes in. She always stands across the street, with the transparent plastic steel door, and the glass is bright, and you can see the round-breasted girl sitting in the bar at a glance. Beibei always stands at the door, waiting for the girl to see herself, and she says something to the door on the right, and then Peng Cheng comes out.

He always wore a white sweatshirt and black trousers, with his legs stretched high, like a pair of crappy trousers, and a pair of gray slippers. He smiled as bright and sincere as a child, his eyes focused, and ran out of the white steel gate with his arms tied. He jumped high, jumped to Beibei to take the things from her hand, and then took a sip on her face.

If it weren't for the delivery of food, Beibei wouldn't go to see Peng Cheng often, but during this period, he would always go: "Wife, come and see me, I miss you."

He said he missed her, and she had no reason not to go.

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After a while, Beibei appeared at the same time every day, like a female ghost in a horror movie. She always stood in the same position, carrying a box. She became more and more familiar with the girl with round breasts, and she could see her, as if she was waiting for her to come.

Her name is Xiaomin. She is such a rustic and terrible name. It sounds so ugly. It seems to be from the mountains. Beibei always looks at her from the corner of her eyes, and her eyes cross her face, jumping away in a hurry. None of them, as waiters, have studied much.

Xiao Min is two years younger than Beibei. She didn't come from some mountain. She has never read any books and is true. After reading them, she will do whatever she wants. In short, she is relaxed and she will be silly. Her skin is very white, clear and white, and has a baby-like texture. She looks envious and she looks very pious. However, her snow-white and smooth skin has aroused her anger. Her boyfriend is also three years younger than her. It is said that she looks so handsome.

Xiao Min's boyfriend is also a clingy person. He checks Xiao Min's job regularly every day. He also calls to ask what Xiao Min is doing. That clingy! Peng Cheng seems to be disliked by him. He always hits Xiao Min with words. He will also ask: "Wife, Xiao Min is actually not very good-looking. What do you think her partner likes her?"

How to describe it? Beibei stared at his appearance that he took advantage of it. Xiaomin was not pretty. To be honest, it was just ugly. Most of the facial features were not very obvious, and the most obvious one was that his face was big, like a Korean before the operation, flat and round, swallowing each number. She was a little fat, especially her butt, which was a bit ugly. Beibei looked at her carefully and said, "The girl was working hard. Her proud fat body, fleshy and white texture, makes people think about it, especially the pair of round breasts, like two white lotus swaying in the wind, tremblingly, and people's hearts were filled with evil thoughts.

Perhaps Beibei didn't say anything for a long time, Peng Cheng yelled at her and glanced at Xiao Min with the corner of his eyes. He smiled so tightly, and the girl blushed in an instant: "How could I know, I'm not her partner either."

"Wife, look at her, look at her, you can't even hang that little shirt."

Beibei didn't dare to say that, but Peng Cheng became more and more clear as he prompted him. He pointed indirectly and implied Beibei, and her chest supported the big round neckline that was almost unable to cover it. The ups and downs of the ravines were all the delusions of men. If a woman had such a pair of *, it was considered to be the saying in the TV series, "A hundred years will be safe for thousands of years."

Beibei raised his hand and knocked Peng Cheng hard on the head: "What are you thinking about all day? Can you make up some clean things?"

"Wife, this is not clean. She washes it every day. Look at it, look at that big butt." He said that with such a body, a man would imagine it even: "That kid is probably interested in this." The mysterious world can't even understand how to hold it.

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In the bathhouse, people called Xiaomin's boyfriend a policeman. Beibei was so happy that she heard it. It was basically because she saw her wife too tightly! She was such a cute nickname.

The police hate Peng Cheng. He and Xiao Min work in the same class. Usually, they can chat with each other from the door to the door, so they always have to have a better relationship. When Xiao Min makes breakfast for her boyfriend, she will also bring some for Peng Cheng. Today, the person who brings breakfast is not Xiao Min, but Aunt Xue who cleans upstairs. She is dumplings that are trapped in fennel. Peng Cheng doesn't like it, but Aunt Xue cooks it very well.

Beibei was waiting at the door of the bathhouse, and Peng Cheng came out of the bar. Before the dumplings were chewing, he was muttering. He pulled the girl into the house. When he turned around, he saw a young man standing next to him. Peng Cheng stopped. Beibei didn't care either. She didn't know who he was, and didn't even notice him.

The young man looks really good, a bit like Li Minhao. He can't laugh, but he doesn't look like the tetracycline teeth that are full of chess. There are very few young men born in the 1980s who can grow tetracycline teeth. Peng Cheng, a storm-running baby in nature, is really unrestrained and has never seen a sharp weapon like him.

"Wife, what's wrong with Xiao Min's partner's teeth? Why is that?" As soon as he came out of the bathhouse, he asked, licking his teeth, as if he was a little uncomfortable, and his mouth was not clear.

Peng Chengya is not very good either. When he smiles, he will see one inside, which is not reliable. He licked his irregular one, and seemed to realize something immediately, so he stopped laughing and did not ask more questions about teeth.

"Wife, do you think I am handsome or he is handsome."

He looked at Beibei very seriously, as if this question had to be answered. Peng Cheng was rarely so entangled in his appearance. He must be incomparable to the police. He was as handsome as a little girl next door. He was not of a high-quality man's quality, but this policeman Beibei didn't think it was particularly beautiful. He touched his heart and said that he was not as good as Qin Tian.
Chapter completed!