After leaving the game hall and walking far away, Peng Cheng's hands were still shaking a little, and his spirit was not so smooth. Just last night, he had a fight with his girlfriend for 1,500 yuan. In a blink of an eye, there were only two cards. He had nearly 10,000 yuan in his pocket. Not only could he pay back the debt, but he could also leave so much.

Peng Cheng was very happy, not only very happy, he was very happy. He had never seen money. If it were placed in the past, ten thousand yuan was nothing to him. At that time, with my uncle-in-law, he would have to kick tens of thousands of dollars in his pocket, and he could hold hundreds of thousands of dollars in his paper bag. He had never been so careful. I don’t know what happened today. Peng Cheng felt that it felt very special. He pinched less than ten thousand dollars. After putting it in his pocket, he didn’t dare to take out his hands, for fear that the money would fly when he took it out.

He remembered that the girl had a lot of money. She was Peng Cheng's first dish that had been sold. Hum, it was a hard dish, and it was beautiful, with a thigh like a white radish with a straight seedling. If it weren't for Beibei, Peng Cheng would have thought it was his love. Hum, now it's a joke. Women want money. Men always have to have money to say anything, otherwise they will spit out a spit, just a mouthful of phlegm, not a nail. Otherwise, it's so beautiful that Sanliu One, isn't that easy to arch?

The young man thought about it, lifted his eyelids, and felt a little sad.

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Early in the morning after the fierce battle, Beibei felt lost and her body was sore that she could not see any external injuries. But except for the pain, she felt wrinkled everywhere. When she walked through the woods, she saw a young man resting behind the big tree in the woods. Her young man raised his head slightly and widened his eyes and looked at the treetops. His pupils were like beautiful paintings. Through the cheerful sunshine of the morning, it shone brightly, reflecting the jumping and beautiful patterns. A thin layer of bangs on his forehead was dyed light yellow. He didn't see her, but just looked at the fragments of the sky in the treetops, which was not so real.

Peng Cheng's flat body was just a small strip, barely barely showing his snow-white skin, and his ribs were clear. As he breathed, the skeleton was stoked. The yellow-green shorts were hanging loosely between his legs, and he used elastic bands to snatch a protruding bone. He always saw her, turned around and smiled, and walked back and walked back.

The sturdy girl made the young man feel more secure. At that moment, he was filled with a feeling of fullness, and suddenly he didn't feel miserable. Beibei wore a small white skirt, which just happened to pass over her knees and cut her sleeves, and the flesh on her arms could not be hidden. Fortunately, her skin was a little darker, so it didn't seem so thick that her arm was. Peng Cheng liked to see her flesh that she could not hide. She was rich.

Everything yesterday was still a deficit of 1,500 yuan in Beibei's head. She tried her best to make herself look happier, and she didn't want to put too much pressure on Peng Cheng. She slept badly last night. If she wasn't too sleepy, she might not be able to sleep even if she had a bad sleep. Beibei's voice was a little hoarse, as if she had lit a fire. She wanted to speak, but she was really unable to do so, so she swallowed hard again.

"What's wrong with you? What are you shaking?" The girl said, her upper eyelids closed desperately. With such a touch of charm, Peng Cheng felt a heat surging in his heart for a while. Why is she so beautiful?

"I have urine." He was even stingy with it. When she asked, he could only answer, and it seemed too late to make up an excuse.

Beibei frowned and smiled. Seeing his surprise, he gently persuaded him to ask, and actually asked such an answer, which was incredible and particularly heartwarming.

"Then you go to the bathroom!"

"I'll tell you something after a while." As he said that, Peng Cheng lowered his head and took out a dozen red tickets from his pocket. The numbers were all together and neatly folded.

"Wife, count, 1,500, you pay back the debt first." The young man was very proud. His face was full of brilliance and looked refreshed.

All of this seemed so real, money was exposed so naked in front of Beibei, as real as Peng Cheng's clear eyes. She looked up at him for a long time. His thin face, the size of a palm, was the color of egg white, and his dark eyes were full of sincerity and shining. He seemed particularly hot, and sweat flowed to his jaw with his beautiful melon-shaped face. All this was impeccable. Finally, Beibei understood that this was not just real.

Peng Cheng still held it, although the girl didn't move: "Hold it!" He urged him, so she took the money and didn't count it. Peng Cheng would not lie to her, and he never lied to her.

"Where did the money come from?" Maybe she didn't know it yet. She seemed to believe that it was money of unknown origin, so she pinched the money and pointed it at Peng Cheng with a corner raised, as if she was threatening.

"Forget it, forget it, I'll give my brother the rent myself!" She soon became decisive and felt relieved. She didn't need to get an answer. The money was the rent that Peng Cheng wanted to get back. She decided from the bottom of her heart. Peng Cheng insisted on giving her money, and this intention was enough to make her happy, so the rent had to be paid.

"Hey! Hey! Hey!" Peng Cheng hurriedly stopped Beibei, but she threw it away. The young man stretched out his hand to grab the girl's arm, and simply grabbed her and stopped putting it away.

"My wife, it's not rent. I've given him all the rent. This time, no, you can take it! It's okay, this is not."

No matter how Peng Cheng defended, Beibei seemed to believe it. She still struggled and the two of them hugged each other. At this time, Peng Cheng decisively lied, like many times before.

"Wife, this is what I earned from doing odd jobs with Brother Yi. Brother Yi didn't keep it, so I'll send it to you now." As he said that, Peng Cheng let go of his hand. This was a lie of kindness, so Peng Cheng never felt guilty and never cut his hands.

"Oh!" The girl was stunned and reached out to wipe her hair, she felt a little embarrassed.

"Look, that's not the fifteen pictures you saw yesterday, take a closer look."

Beibei moved the money to her eyes and took a look. To be honest, she felt embarrassed.

"Brother Yi is quite loyal." The girl said obediently, her voice getting smaller and smaller. She had always had a bad impression of Brother Yi and always didn't like others. Now Brother Yi is so generous that she doesn't know what to say.

How could Peng Cheng not hear the shame in his wife's words? He walked over, hugged her and said, "Brother Yi is okay, but his wife is just a little bit too."

"Yeah!" Beibei seemed to feel better, and she leaned towards him tighter.
Chapter completed!