It was a PHS number, and Bei Bei recognized it at a glance as Aunt Xue's phone. In the entire call list, almost all eyes are full of this number, densely packed, and I can see that her bladder is flooded with urine.

Peng Cheng would call this number every day, and then keep talking, sometimes even for more than two hours, and then the call record was broken, but he would continue to get through again in five minutes.

What does this mean?

It means that the phone is out of battery, find a charger to rush up and continue to call.

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After this first look, Bei Bei began to get out of control, she began to check Peng Cheng's call list completely unrestrainedly, from a few times a day, to a few times an hour, and even a phone Peng Cheng has not hung up, she has checked it I don't know how many times. She also summarized and tabbed in Excel to accumulate the call time and phone bill amount between Peng Cheng and Aunt Xue. Is she sick or not? Then she would be angry and call Peng Cheng to question, but the moment she connected the phone again, she forced into an inquiring tone.

"Why do you keep calling her?"

"I'll ask her to borrow some money, can she borrow me if she doesn't pull her feelings?" This line can be handled extremely accurately by crappy third-rate actors, not to mention Peng Cheng.

"What emotions do you have to pull?"

"She's my godmother, she can control me. ”

The ghost didn't believe it, but Bei Bei didn't dare to say it. She began to hate herself for looking up these damn call logs, seeing what was the use of them, she couldn't do anything, and this behavior was finally as uncontrollable as obsessive-compulsive disorder. These words will only make her more troubled, and then lose her mind to find Peng Cheng's theory. The most helpless thing is that when the feelings are difficult to control, people always can't find the point when they speak, and then they are forced to retreat by those who seem to be terrible, and they return miserably.

"Do you have anything to do?" Peng Cheng asked her impatiently.

"Nothing. In the end, she still looks aggrieved.

"I'll hang up if there's nothing to do! My boss will deduct the money when he sees it. ”

"Then how can you fight her for so long. ”

This is a flipping and decisive question, and it is indeed a good question, but it is doomed to fail if you don't ask. The reason for the defeat was not that Peng Cheng answered cleverly, but that Peng Cheng no longer loved Beibei, and if he said anything wrong at this time, he would not be shocked, and he would not tell the truth anymore.

"Then you didn't call when you called, now the boss is here! Wasn't the boss absent at that time?" Peng Cheng was unhappy.

"Why didn't you call me when the boss was away. ”

"You're sleeping, who am I calling?" Peng Cheng suddenly lowered his voice. "Okay, here, don't say it, hang up. ”

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"Xiao Peng, the boss is here, you ......" Aunt Xue hurriedly shouted at the men's department, but the rest of the words were not finished. The old lady seemed to be in too much of a hurry, and she couldn't even care that there were so many naked men bathing in the men's department, sticking to the entrance of the second floor, and the curtain hanging in front of the men's department was a throat, and she didn't even have time to put on her shoes in a hurry.

Peng Cheng knew that the boss was coming, and he heard it when he talked to Bei Bei on the phone. The sound of running on the second floor is not for the boss, there will be no one. When he took away his mobile phone, he happened to see the boss who didn't look like a big money at all walking in front of his eyes. This man was wearing a very ordinary cashmere sweater, but he was carrying a valuable watch, only squinted at Peng Cheng, and went straight out of the door.

"Auntie, thank you!" There are not so many people bathing in the bathhouse in the morning, and it is enough for the child to work downstairs alone. Peng Cheng turned the corner and went up to the second floor, squatting in the small bar where Aunt Xue knitted sweaters and talked to Aunt Xue.

"I knew he was coming down, and I didn't hang up the phone. Peng Cheng's consistent disgust is like the men in the besieged city, women are more like chicken ribs to them, and the only hope in life is to lose his wife in middle age.

"Are you quarreling with Bei Bei again?" Aunt Xue gently raised her eyelids and raised her eyebrows, her expression was really smart, flexible and vivid, and she threw a wink.

"Well, she's sick in the head, and she's been grinding all day. Peng Cheng spoke, impatiently, and sat next to Aunt Xue, seemingly angry.

"She doesn't know that you won't be allowed to answer the phone at work?" This question seemed to sow discord, and most of the men couldn't understand it. This is called experience, and experience that is particularly accurate will shine wherever it is used.

"I know, I don't know what I can say about her! She thinks I should ink her every day, call her, or I don't love her. Peng Cheng seemed to have a headache, he stuck his fingers in his hair like a comb, hugged a strand of hair on his head upward, and at the end, his head tilted to the side, and he raised his eyelids obliquely, aiming at Aunt Xue.

"You said I thought I was good enough for her, she was always sticky every day, sticky! When will we meet? Ahhhhhh

In this long section of dialogue, Peng Cheng spoke intermittently, subtly highlighting the key points, and the more he spoke, the louder he became, and he began to break his face in a hurry. As he spoke, he turned sideways and said face to face at Aunt Xue, with the palms of his two hands facing up, and the five fingers were not next to anyone, trembling up and down while speaking, he was so excited that Aunt Xue hurriedly grabbed his hand and said, "The little girl is young, look at you!"

"Oops!" Peng Cheng smiled bitterly, withdrew his hand and continued to comb his hair. "I think it's like this, it's fast, it's so grinding, and it's almost unloving. After speaking, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

Aunt Xue stretched out her hand and slapped Peng Cheng, she seemed to be very anxious, and hurriedly scolded Peng Cheng sternly and said: "Don't keep saying that, Bei Bei is very good, why is it better than you, you are more good to others, what do you have!

Most of the relationships between men and women are like this, and most of those who don't involve firewood, rice, oil, and salt talk about each other. As long as vested interests are here, who won't say good things along the way!

"It's too much to see, you know, there's a brain disease. "This Peng Cheng is really hot, it's really weird, why did he suddenly become popular? His facial features were all tangled, and the corners of his mouth were pouted diagonally upwards after speaking, as if he had a cerebral thrombosis.

Hehehehehe.

Aunt Xue laughed endlessly after eating honey, then took Peng Cheng's hand, put it on her hand, and patted her left hand rhythmically: "Okay, okay, don't worry about it, go to the rest room and sleep for a while! You didn't sleep much last night, I'll show you." ”

"Hmm!"