On that victorious night, Peng Cheng called his friends, and he called Xiao Min and a few younger children in the bathhouse, and called Aunt Xue. He was very happy. This was probably the first time he invited Aunt Xue, but the old lady seemed to be very unmoving.

The young man was a little disappointed. After eating so much delicious food from Aunt Xue, he wanted to invite Aunt Xue today, but Aunt Xue didn't come.

No one knows where Peng Cheng's money comes from, but he only knows that he is generous today. After working in the bathhouse for so long, he is always struggling to make money. Xiao Min still looks like he looks at people with lower eyelids. From the thin and weak slits of lower eyelids, he looks at the table of skewers, eats and despises, and the proud men in front of him.

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Brother Yi was a little excited. Perhaps all the women in this world could make him stand up. Just like most straightforward men, he seemed to be swaying and doing his best to show off in front of Xiao Min. That day he asked for the most expensive drink in the small restaurant, the twelve yuan a small listen to Guozhen, and only gave Xiao Min to him alone.

Peng Cheng is smart, and smart is smart in his calculations. Anyway, he thinks that's the case. He plots about the game of Mao Ji, and Ying will definitely not let everyone win money. Simply put, if someone wins a lot of money, the remaining people will lose more. Just like lottery tickets, there are always more people, and then draw a part of the money from all the lottery tickets to let a lucky person win the lottery. Humph, it's the same.

Peng Cheng disdained this, so he did not touch the fishing machine with the highest odds, because he didn't expect that the fishing machine would lose or win before. What if the person who had won the big one and left? He could not use 1,500 yuan to bet on the clueless fishing machine, so he chose the anchor machine.

The same is true for the anchor machine. Peng Cheng followed the cat's drawing and calculated. After the two wealthy and powerful people lost all their money and returned, he concluded that the time for winning was coming. God shook his clothes and showed him his armpits. What does this God-given back door mean? It means that the opportunity has come! If he hesitated, he could only wait for someone to fuck him in vain. So he bet on all the chips without thinking and won the big one.

The same is true in life. The charm of gambling is also here. People always want to earn the most profit with the least capital, so there is Dong Yong's story. It's just a yearning, a culture of snipers, to marry a fairy with the smallest capital.

But if the fairy just accepts the bride price and never marrys you. It would be fine if she doesn't marry you, and she doesn't even let her touch her hands, then the person who can still stick to disdain is not far from crazy. If you don't let you win some money, why would you still take the money to the casino to lose?

Peng Cheng calculated the calculations, but it was man calculated the calculations of heaven. He won a big bet, but he also lost in this one.

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After eating and drinking, Brother Yi was already shaking crazy. Peng Cheng sent Xiao Min home. Brother Yi was determined to follow him. When he walked, he had to support him. He pulled Xiao Min again. The three of them couldn't help but walk in a hurry and walked along the way to Xiao Min's home.

The laughter and joy along the way! It was as noisy as returning from a target shooting. Brother Yi made a fuss. He bragged that day, which was a lesson for Peng Cheng. Xiao Min only smirked his lips and didn't say anything. She didn't even talk much. Even Peng Cheng smiled. To be honest, he even believed the big words that Brother Yi said that day.

When he got to the place, Brother Yi still felt very excited and was still not satisfied. He didn't care about Peng Cheng's obstacles and insisted on sending Xiao Min upstairs. His fat body saw that he climbed up to the fifth floor, and stood on the slow-moving platform waiting for Xiao Min to enter the room without any annoyance. He was like a fool in his first love. He grinned and laughed endlessly. Xiao Min's smile suddenly became stubborn on his face.

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"Brother, you said, why do you think you're not drunk with a thousand cups of wine today?" Brother Yi said swayingly, his greasy face smiled happily, his cheeks became redder, and the soft street lights were shining leisurely and dim lights.

He still felt energetic. Brother Yi was intoxicated. He felt the night flowing upwards and his body floated lightly. No one could interrupt his self-appreciation, so Peng Cheng naturally couldn't. To be honest, he also admired Brother Yi a little that day. The two of them walked home along the way and bragged about the most hearty awesomeness.

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Brother Yi is a married man. Married men always have some vicissitudes. If there is no such vicissitudes, then like Brother Yi, he will always have some philanthropy. Married does not mean that he is still married now, but he is really happy today. He mentioned his ex-wife in front of Peng Cheng for the first time. It seemed to be a wonderful time. Brother Yi was talking and recalled the days when he fell in love with his wife when he was young.

Brother Yi said that when he was young, he was also a handsome guy. He said that his waist was as thick as Peng Cheng and was thin at that time. Peng Cheng believed all these words. He nodded vigorously while walking, but Brother Yi said that he looked as white as Peng Cheng. This time, the young man was a little confused. Time was really scary at that time! If Brother Yi hadn't lie, then time wouldn't have given him any face over the years.

Brother Yi and Peng Cheng boasted about the things he bought for his wife, most of them had already withdrawn from the stage of history. Peng Cheng's age had never even seen him, and he was still slapped in such a home. These topics made him feel bored.

Along the way, Brother Yi was feeling his youthful years, thinking about his wife, and his slender waist and erect butt when he was a child. But Peng Cheng had never seen these before. He couldn't think of it alone, and he didn't think it was better. Brother Yi looked obsessed with his appearance, and he even felt a little disgusting.

"Brother Yi, you said that if I invest more money to beat him, you said that I could penetrate all 1,500 yuan, then it would be more than 20,000 yuan, my god!" Peng Cheng kept muttering along the way, the two men, each saying their own, were only immersed in their own words. He seemed to feel the money flying towards him, exaggerating as if the 20,000 yuan, was shouting towards his forehead like 20,000 bricks, and there was nowhere to hide.

"Brother, don't talk about your wife. You said I won money. Am I? I quit my job. I have to buy a marten for my wife." Peng Cheng frowned, as if he was hatred, only to hate him. Now he still couldn't buy a marten. His eyes were filled with longing and viciousness. It was generally a hatred for real life or a hatred for money. A feeling of love and hatred that made people excited. There were countless Mao Dao flying all over the sky in his black eyes.

"Little brother! Let me tell you! It's not certain whether your wife will be your wife at that time! Listen to you, brother."

Brother Yi was not stupid. He could see that Peng Cheng had no idea about his wife, but he wanted Peng Cheng to listen to him. Now he was moving the door and stealing holes. But no matter what he said, Peng Cheng was struggling with the issue of less bets. Finally, he used his trump card and hit it with one blow, which suddenly drew Peng Cheng's attention.

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"Brother, brother, wait, let me tell you a story! It's been a few years ago." Brother Yi hugged Peng Cheng's neck, and he pressed his ear to his son shouted hard, "Peng Cheng, Peng Cheng, you hear from me, don't say goodbye first."

Brother Yi shook Peng Cheng's head until he stopped talking. Brother Yi said that when he met his wife, his wife was only fourteen years old and in junior high school. He heard that she is still so tall now, her breasts are not too bulging, and her flat body is just young and clear, and she is whiter and delicate than now, as if she is already watery.

Brother Yi was already a nineteen-year-old man at that time. If he hadn't lie, he insisted that he was tall, handsome, slender, and covered his dark hair evenly on his scalp, like Brother Ma.

"Who is Brother Ma?" Peng Cheng had never watched Chow Yun-fat's movie, but he had seen a poster with Chow Yun-fat holding a toothpick.

Brother Yi said that he had cheated his wife at the age of nineteen. He told Peng Cheng that women would not have a true love without sleeping, and as long as they sleep, they would naturally love her. He said that this is what he was, and at the age of fourteen, his wife understood true love.

"Brother tells you that no matter how beautiful a woman is, she is used to match her."

Many years later, Peng Cheng only remembered this sentence about the memory of that day. He always remembered. To be honest, he felt that the essence of Brother Yi’s life was condensed into this sentence.

Brother Yi said that once, he took his wife to the largest park in their place. He said that it was a big park, only a little smaller than the central park here. It was a winter evening with a whizzing wind. Brother Yi took his future wife and got lost as he walked. They walked into a nearby woods, and the trees were exactly the same around him. Brother Yi said he was scared.

When Brother Yi understood, maybe he couldn't get out, and it was already very dark. The wind in the woods blew over in a mess for no reason, making Brother Yi's wife hiding on the left and right, and finally hid in Brother Yi's embarrassment.

Brother Yi was only twenty-one or two years old at that time. If his wife hadn't been afraid, Brother Yi might have been able to cry. But if his wife was afraid, he could not be afraid anymore. He hugged the girl in his arms tightly and wanted to protect her even if he died.

At the age of youthful hair growth, that thing was always itchy in my heart. Suddenly there was a soft girl in my arms, which touched him just now. It was just when the love was so strong that Brother Yi asked, "My wife didn't do it." His wife hadn't been naked outside yet, so how could she follow Brother Yi like this? But Brother Yi couldn't do it anymore. Both of them had tasted it. He was just getting up and was so tough that he still took off his wife's pants.

"What then?" Peng Cheng finally jumped out of the gambling curse. He was very interested.
Chapter completed!