Finally, the day of paying is coming again. No one knows that it is too impatient. Beibei is facing the dilemma of running out of ammunition and food three days in advance.

.This month, Peng Cheng almost didn't earn any commission. He was the offline of this bathhouse, and even the little guy who was sluggish and earned more than him. Almost everyone in the bathhouse would shout, "Brother, can you shine your shoes? Ten yuan." But he didn't say anything anymore.

For a whole month, Peng Cheng was busy with Brother Yi’s business. They were busy day and night, and they were busy day and night. In fact, he didn’t like the job of shining shoes. He liked them from the beginning, so he could only do it for money, for Beibei to make money, and for her. He felt that everything he wanted, but shining shoes was simply outrageous.

Today, my colleagues who rushed to the bathhouse were going to have a meal together. Those who got the money were always excited and difficult to remain calm. Peng Cheng really wanted to go there, and he no longer wanted to be in disgrace.

When the salary was opened last month, the colleagues in the bathhouse had a meal together. Peng Cheng refused. He made up a good reason and made up the excuse. This time, he made up the excuse and seemed a bit stingy. He felt that he couldn't speak, so he was too shameless. Besides, he wanted to go there. He had been a month of hardship, and the girl didn't even look like a smile. He wanted to vent. Such a dinner was just an opportunity. Thinking of these, the feeling was hustle and itched him. So he agreed without much trouble and used the only red money left in the remaining salary to pay the share.

Xiao Min applied thick single eyelids, and her proud breasts slid in front of the young man's eyes. Her center of gravity turned from her left leg to her right leg, and then from her right leg to her left leg, shaking back and forth with her round and huge butt. She liked red nail polish, but she didn't apply lipstick. Her snow-white skin looked like smooth cream, which made her lips look bright red. She actually snorted and pursed Peng Cheng with the thin gap between her eyelids: "Is it going back this time?"

Xiao Min's voice was leisurely, like the fragrance of coffee floating in the air, thick and tempting, but it was always invisible. Her words deeply stimulated Peng Cheng's self-esteem. He had turned around, but looked back at Xiao Min's raised neck, her eyelids facing down, and her face looked white and round, which seemed careless.

Peng Cheng finally put down his frown slightly, put away his unfashioned face. He smiled shyly and turned around and left.

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Beibei waited for Peng Cheng alone for a long time, and she was even a little dazed. This time they did not make an appointment, but the girl mentioned it a few days ago and said that she was still waiting for him at home when the salary was paid. Coincidentally, Peng Cheng was still not on duty today, and she guessed that he had not come back, and was probably waiting for money.

As the sky seemed to be getting dark, Beibei called Peng Cheng, but no one answered. It took a long time before Peng Cheng finally called back.

"Have the salary been paid?" Beibei asked him straight to the point, she was so impatient.

"Yeah!" Peng Cheng responded and rubbed his hair with his left hand.

"Then when will you come back?" She was still a simple girl after all, and she never even thought about how disheartening her eagerness was.

"Wife, I have to send my eldest brother the rent." Then he said he would come back later, although it was obscure, and the implication was nothing more than asking Bebe not to wait any longer.

The simple girl had never seen this trick before. She could not hear the implicit meaning in his words. She said it was okay and said it would not matter if it was late. She was waiting for him at home. Peng Cheng repeatedly persuaded him, but he could not give up Beibei's idea. Finally, she said the secret: "I promise Xiaoxing to send the money to her, and you can come back as soon as possible."

Both of them closed the line in disappointment. After about two hours, it was already past eight o'clock. It was dark and covered with the top of their heads. Peng Cheng finally arrived home.

He pushed open the door, and the sound of the keys being twisted sounded very loud today. Beibei stood up from the bed nervously. She turned her body and tilted her head. Through a little light from the dim TV, she looked at the person hiding in the dark at the door.

"Are you back?" the girl asked tentatively.

"Yeah!" Peng Cheng responded, walked over with his head down, as if he was carrying something in his hand. He walked around the bed, pulled the girl down, took her right hand, rubbed her thumb back and forth on her arm. He raised his head and smiled at her, his eyes full of dazzling, and his eyes were facing each other. The young man was a little shy, lowered his head and stroked the slender green fingers with a cherished look, and kissed the back of her white jade's hand.

"Wife, I bought you a cake with strawberry flavor. Xiao Min said it was delicious." Peng Cheng drooped his eyelids and his eyelashes made the elder's face look longer. He seemed to be talking less vigorously. I guess the cake was not as delicious as Xiao Min said.

"Where is the money?" she asked.

Peng Cheng was turning his head and picking up the cake that he placed on the bed. He just turned back and faced Beibei's question. The girl looked at him expectantly with big eyes. The young man was so shocked that he raised his eyes. He was stunned at first, and then he took out the box, a white box with cartoon patterns. He no longer looked at Beibei, but he lowered his head to unpack the cake: "Wife, look, it's delicious, look first."

I always know it sooner or later, but in fact, it's only five minutes later, so there's not much difference. I've spent my salary, and Peng Cheng bought this beautiful cake by this little bit of money. Now he's afraid he doesn't even have ten dollars in his pocket. Beibei doesn't feel like eating the cake at all. At this time, she looked at the strawberry cake and felt that it was a piece of shit.

Money itself has no value, especially for a rich man, the value of anything is not as good as the enthusiastic intention of his lover. However, for a person with a lot of burden or for a person who doesn't know how important this love is, money is really valuable.

Beibei asked Peng Cheng hysterically if he was pretending to be feces in his mind. He didn't know that he owed Xiaoxing money? Why didn't you leave some, why not? She calmly accepted the reality he told her, and then suddenly exploded. She shouted, using the highest tone that the vocal cords could make.

Peng Cheng seemed not good at justifying, or even he felt that he was doing something less authentic. He didn't say a word anyway, listening to his girl releasing her nature like a housewife in a vegetable market.

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The shouting made Beibei confused, but he was still indifferent, just sitting there blankly, holding the cake in his hand.

Beibei took a deep breath. She felt that she was playing the piano against a cow. She didn't want to talk nonsense to him anymore. She slammed the door and ran south along the busiest road in the city. She had been waiting for Peng Cheng's salary for a long time, even if it took a few days to lose it. Who would have thought that if you didn't even see a shadow, you would have lost the money.

She seemed to have cried, but she didn't know where the tears had gone. She reached out and touched the corner of her eyes, leaving nothing behind. After running far away, Peng Cheng called. Beibei saw the caller ID on her phone, and the blue display was on the rating. Peng Cheng's name flashed and the thing was buzzing. The sound was really annoying.

She hung up repeatedly and Peng Cheng called again and again, which seemed to stimulate her desire even more, so Beibei simply turned off the phone and ignored him.
Chapter completed!