After that, Peng Cheng's phone number was often busy.

He didn't reply to the phone more and more times. He was busy after calling this skill, and after a while, he was still busy. The calls between them became less and less. He no longer called often, and she was not used to calling him.

Peng Cheng said that he had to continue doing business with Brother Yi, and that he made too little money at work, and he seemed to have not mentioned that he wanted to marry her for a long time. This time, he pulled up the bar with round breasts. He said that he had to start from his own bathhouse, sell some things, and then slowly rolled bigger. Calculate carefully, if he was tossing like this, he would always be a little busy, and he had to call more people.

"Wife, then you said I was talking to someone, and I could still say that my wife called me. Wait for me for a while?" Peng Cheng's words sounded very reasonable. He became more and more versatile, making people speechless.

The two met every day, sometimes having dinner together and going to Peng Cheng's house. He never had to do anything she did. He always liked to do it by himself, no matter how tired he was, he still took care of her meticulously, just like she was a person who couldn't take care of herself, but Beibei always felt that it seemed wrong.

The girl couldn't tell what was wrong, and she couldn't even convince herself. She couldn't say what it was. When she thought about it during that time, it was always chaotic. She couldn't know everything, so she couldn't understand it. Sometimes when she counted carefully, Beibei felt like she was making trouble. The feeling was in these details, just like the clothes she wore every day and the clothes she had rarely worn. No matter how hard she spoke, everyone knew which one would disappear from the wardrobe first.

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Life is like *. Every month there is a day of sudden collapse. Once that day comes, it feels like everything is bad. Bad things rarely appear alone. Perhaps it is because of the lack of combat effectiveness, so I go together.

The girl had basically spent all the money in her hands, and it was time to have no money again. She rushed to Peng Cheng's small house to discuss with him. Everything she wanted was really nonsense. She could discuss with him what method she could do. She just borrowed money, and he had never borrowed money.

Peng Cheng was sleeping at home that day. He hadn't come back for many days. He was afraid of closing his eyes and was always sleepy, so he was willing to sleep for a while. Beibei opened the door himself and thought he was not at home. But he pushed the door open but saw Peng Cheng suddenly sitting up from the bed.

Seeing that the person coming in was Beibei, Peng Cheng's frown finally relaxed and collapsed on her shoulders, struggling dyingly like a refugee. His white arms circled the girl's neck, and he went to bed again, sleeping soundly.

"Have you eaten? I don't have much money, let's go buy some!" Seeing that he fell asleep again, Beibei was a little discouraged. She said weakly, thinking about the little money left in her pocket, she had to spend it out again. To be honest, she felt exhausted.

"I've had dinner, my wife, Aunt Xue has cooked delicious food and brought it with me." Peng Cheng said vaguely, lying on her shoulder, rubbing her body down, and then fell head on the bed.

If someone really can talk to someone in his dream, Peng Cheng is such a person. Beibei knows that he hasn't woken up at all. It's just a muttering in the dream. Maybe he can't even take it seriously. Peng Cheng has this strange problem and Xiao Min told Beibei that she went to the bathhouse to find him that day, and Xiao Min was laughing at Peng Cheng.

Xiao Min talked about what happened the night before. They had to work to sleep in the rest hall, but no one could sleep. Peng Cheng shouted that he was sleepy and fell asleep in a short while. The rest of Xiao Min and the others secretly played mahjong in the small private room next door. In the second half of the night, Aunt Xue made delicious food and asked Peng Cheng to get up and have some food. That day, the little boy won the money and happily went to the rest hall to find someone.

"Brother Peng, get up and have something to eat."

The little boy said in Peng Cheng's ear, but the young man didn't move this sentence. The little boy was not vague and reached out and pulled Peng Cheng twice. Then he heard Peng Cheng shout loudly: "Take off his pants and take out the money."

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She probably couldn't wake up today, so Beibei was a little helpless. She had a little bit of food in the corner of her eyes, and she was not very comfortable. She owed so much money, and he still wanted to sleep. The girl tilted her head and glanced at her, and she was bored for a while. She reached out to push him, but she realized that she couldn't push it away at all. Peng Cheng's arm was tightly pressing her waist, and he closed her eyes to pretend to be asleep.

"Let go!" the girl scolded.

Finally, he couldn't pretend to be asleep anymore. Peng Cheng then opened his sleepy eyes and said in a hoarse voice: "My wife, we should pay the rent."

Beibei's head buzzed, and she felt that nothing could be heard. She came here just to have no money, and she didn't say a word, so she added another expense. She just borrowed the money she gave to Xiaoxing last month, and now she has to rent again.

"Okay, okay!" The girl felt dry mouth. I believe that not everyone has the ability to borrow money to live, so she can't enjoy such blessings.

Peng Cheng's little wolf-like eyes widened alertly as soon as Beibei said: "My wife" he hugged her and brought her into his arms: "I will have a meal a day next month, I will save a little, don't worry."

He finally woke up completely and looked at her face obediently. He really understood her, even better than Beibei himself. Beibei knew that Peng Cheng had no choice but to blame him, so she pursed her lips and smiled, but this did not seem to relieve him much. He still looked at her face, his eyes swept up and down her face, trying to confirm what her attitude was.

She could see that he was scared, so she pouted and pecked Peng Cheng's mouth gently: "It's okay, it's not your fault."

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The words he wanted to say finally didn't open his mouth. That day, the girl returned home in shame. The days afterwards were like fish under a blunt knife, and she lived like a year. The debts were getting more and more, and the last straw that broke the camel's back finally came. Peng Cheng didn't dare to come and provoke his girl too much. He spoke carefully for a while. Despite this, Beibei was still not happy. Her mind was full of dates and money, which made her start to suffer from headaches and insomnia.

Her emotions became increasingly uncontrollable, and she always complained about Peng Cheng irritably, thinking that he was an incompetent man, and he had nothing to do and had to eat every day. Whenever the two met, she started to yell after a few words, saying that she would vent with him. Peng Cheng would not come to her, and she felt that he had cheated on her so much money and ignored people now. It was simply worse than a beast. To be honest, even she herself felt that she was looking for trouble.

In the end, men are still men. Most men can’t stand this, but Peng Cheng is not an ordinary man, and he can’t stand it, and he can’t stand it. He doesn’t say it or resist, but he doesn’t want to talk to her.

Beibei soon discovered that he was escaping from him. Maybe this was really uncomfortable. It was uncomfortable no matter what. It was uncomfortable to have to do it, and it was still uncomfortable if you didn't want it.

Beibei began to mumble like a grudge. There was probably no girl who wanted to become a slutty old lady, but life always brought enough lessons to make the girls become more perverted. It was like a beautiful bracelet with many beautiful beads on it, but the beads would always get dirty. If one is dirty or not, people would see one, and then only see that one.
Chapter completed!