He was still looking at her, as if calm, and the two of them looked at each other, the girl was obviously very scared. The room was pitch black, but she could see his eyes clearly. He was staring at her motionlessly. In the darkness, the more he was motionless, the more she felt dangerous.

After a while, Peng Cheng took out his pockets, he took out his lighter and smoked. The light was broken by him, and it was almost the only light in the room. When he polished the lighter, he could see his face clearly. His oily face was shining with a warm luster.

The cigarette was spit out. Although the moonlight was not clear, it could still outline its soft and ethereal outline, like a devil in the dark, steaming in balls and laughing freely. Peng Cheng turned around and looked out the window. He continued to smoke. The red fire of the cigarette butts burned again and again. He finally calmed down and then let out a long sigh.

The girl's nervousness was also relaxed a little. When he sighed, when she thought everything would pass, he suddenly turned around and pushed her. Beibei didn't know if he would really hit her if she resisted, but she didn't dare to try anyway. She fell on the bed, lay there, staring at his most normal appearance. No matter how harmless it seemed, she still dared not move.

"What should you do if you ask me?" Peng Cheng lowered his head. After a long period of silence, he suddenly threw out this sentence, so light that it didn't seem to be asking her.

Beibei was speechless. She couldn't answer him. She kept cautious. She didn't know the standard answer for this question, and she had no guide to solve the problem. Peng Chengha lowered his waist, leaned close to his girl, pressed her under him, wrapped her arms tightly around her, and pressed her face. He felt that the woman under him was stiff, and his hug did not make her feel better. She felt hard and so resistant.

Peng Cheng slowly stood up and looked at her in disbelief. Perhaps he was relieved. He breathed a sigh of strength. He lowered his head and hugged her harder, forcing her stiff body to change shape. Then he closed his eyes and stopped looking at her, as if he could not face everything that followed.

He began to kiss her hard, and almost bit Beibei's lips. He tore her clothes, the quality of the clothes was so good that he could not torn them, and it was shaken if he couldn't. The sound was so scary. After shaking for a long time, he finally shook the buttons. He pulled the clothes and pulled them again. This was almost his only patience until he could see her flesh.

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Beibei cried so hard that she couldn't see the person clearly, but she didn't dare to say a word. She cried, not because Peng Cheng tore her clothes open, her chest was exposed in the air, without any obstruction. She looked at his face as if surprised, and he was looking at her, making her shy. She was no longer a virgin, but that was really not the reason why she cried, and she really couldn't figure out what she was crying.

Taking off clothes must be faster than wearing them. Peng Cheng continued to tear her, he bit her, his neck, earlobe, shoulders, arms...

Beibei did not resist. No matter what he was doing, she could only cry. Instead of forcing her to fight, it would be better to give it to him directly to avoid conflict. She cooperated like that, but she didn't know that perhaps obedience was not what he wanted. The boy did all this when he was willful, perhaps just to make her resist and to hurt him, and then his heart would no longer hurt.

When everything was about to happen, maybe Peng Cheng finally saw her tears or something? I don’t know, but he let go of her. He reached out and touched her tears. The shiny water droplets hanging on the corners of his eyes. When he touched it, he pulled his hand back as if it was burned, and he was stunned and at a loss.

He did not help her wipe her tears anymore, and lay down dejectedly on her body, hugged her tightly with his arms, slowly loosened his strength, and then he slid weakly to her and lay down.

Neither of them spoke anymore, and their heavy breathing came one after another, and they couldn't calm down. Beibei was lying naked on the bed. After a long time, Peng Cheng grabbed her left hand and clasped her fingers tightly.

"Baby, put it on!" This was the first time he called her baby.

Beibeiwensi lay flat without moving. She didn't even dare to close her legs, until Peng Cheng held her left hand tightly twice. Then he let go, sat up, and looked at her: "Put it on! It's okay."

He reached out to submit to her, and she slowly stood up. She felt her arms and legs hurt, sore, probably nervous. Although he still didn't touch her, she felt that she was his person this time. It was this time, in her heart, that hymen had been pierced by him. This was her first time, and her whole body was hurt.

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She looked for clothes everywhere, touching the darkness, and the fragments were thrown everywhere. Peng Cheng wanted to smoke a cigarette, and he was shaking around naked to look for a lighter. The two of them looked for their own clothes. The clothes on the bed were flipping around. Then he found the lighter, and Beibei couldn't find the clothes. Then he lit a cigarette and sat on the bed and watched her look for it.

She held her chest, and the woman wrapped in the night saw a seductive silhouette. She moved back and forth, groping, and panicked. The room was so quiet that even her breathing could be heard, as if she was sobbing. Peng Cheng quietly admired her, and he felt very at ease. She was there, and although she looked like a frightened little bird, she could still make him feel at ease.

Obviously, the clothes were not found. She saw him sitting against the head of the bed. The man's thing was as bright as a sharp knife, piercing it into her eyes. She didn't want to see it, but she could always see it. The room was very dark, but his thing was standing up hard. He didn't seem to feel shy, as if he was afraid that she wouldn't see it. It seemed that it was not the ordinary thing. God knows that this man wanted to use it to penetrate her body.

She trembled a little, and she flipped over the things on the bed, almost all of his clothes. She was so anxious that she wanted to cry. She leaned towards the ground, and Peng Cheng jumped off the ground first, getting closer and closer to the moonlight. He was looking for clothes for Beibei with his bare butt, and his body was snow-white.

The ground was covered with clothes. Peng Cheng picked them up and handed them to Beibei. Most of the clothes were torn and almost no buttons were buttoned. Beibei put them on her body in panic, but she couldn't button them. She looked up at him, not knowing whether it was aggrieved or scared, but she was about to cry again, and she trembled and tried again, but it was not possible.

The broken glass on the large wardrobe suddenly fell off, and with a clear sound, the girl hummed in panic, and tears burst out from her eyes.

"The glass fell off, it's okay." Peng Cheng took a sip of cigarettes and sat on the edge of the kang, looking at the frightened girl next to him, but did not come forward to hug her.

"Baby, I'll tell you to leave, don't be afraid!" He looked extremely tired, buried his head in his palm, and slowly pulled it off. The flesh on his face was stretched out from its original position, like a dreamy Peking Opera mask.

"You won't love me anymore, right?" he said.

Beibei was like a prey to be slaughtered. She looked up at him, not sure what he meant. He smiled, and he seemed to understand. He stretched out his hand at her: "Come on, come here, it's okay, let me hug you."

Bebe was carrying the clothes she had not yet worn, and she knelt on the bed and moved towards him, wrapped her hands around her chest, and followed her arms that were stretched to her, retracted into his arms, found a comfortable position, and pressed against him.

Peng Cheng's jaw was pointed, pressing against Beibei's Tianling Gallery, and put his hand on her naked body. He lowered his head and kissed the black hair on his head.

"Baby, I'm not worthy of you at all. What am I?" He smiled and smiled self-deprecatingly: "I'm not a good person at all, I'm not qualified to get you."

He stroked her hair gently, his eyes shaking on her body, and he cherished it very much. His hand gently patted her back behind her, which calmed her a lot. Beibei raised her head timidly, and she looked at the man she felt very familiar with and pursed her lips.

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"What are you looking at?" Peng Cheng's eyes shining, he looked at Beibei reluctantly, then looked at her plump lips, lowered his head and pecked him lightly.

"Look at this?" He pointed to the scar on his mouth: "Or on his back?"

Beibei shook her head and leaned against him obediently. She shook her body and leaned deeper in his arms: "Why are you a bad person?"

"Don't you want me anymore? Why do you want to know this?" Peng Cheng sighed with relief, looked down at the girl in his arms, and stretched out his hand and wiped Beibei's tears that had not yet dried up.

"Stop crying in the future. I can't bear to cry. With such big eyes, you can shed too many tears, and you can't rub it."

"Why are you a bad guy?" He told the joke very well, but she repeated it again stubbornly.

"Do you want to know how my injury came about? Let me tell you how it really came about."

"Then you lied before?"
Chapter completed!