It's all gambling, it's all gambling,.

At this time, Peng Cheng was more disgusted with himself than ever, he took a deep breath, what did he do? Now the consumption of red cards in this Internet café is mainly supported by himself, and more than 80% of that thing is sold to him.

The night before, he lost money again. However, he didn't lose at the beginning, in the first half of the night, then, that scene was quite good, he won a lot of money, but in the second half of the night, it was in the second half of the night that he started to lose.

To be exact, it was after Song Xiangnan got off work.

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"Would you like to go home early?"

The young man didn't bother to look back at her, and Xiangnan sat behind him, staring at the little rabbit on his screen. It made him feel bad, very bad, he couldn't bet because she didn't like it, he knew it, but he didn't want to turn off the game, he guess she knew it too, he wanted to bet because he lost, but she just wouldn't leave.

"I'm not going back, you're not a good turtle, why are you still playing with money. Xiang Nan hugged the clip and stared at a face, she was very angry, and her breath was blowing on the back of Peng Cheng's neck, she must have been very disappointed, but she just didn't leave.

"Then will you go home, will we go out tomorrow during the day?" Peng Cheng wanted to say, he didn't want to talk now, he didn't want to talk very much, but no, if he didn't say it, he couldn't do it, so he was extremely tired of every word.

"Don't play, don't play, don't play, don't you hear, don't ....... Xiang Nan generally felt that she was indispensable to him Peng Cheng, so she stood next to him, poked his head with her slender fingers, looked at him from the bottom of her eyes, and kept insulting in her mouth.

She is very arrogant, and her high-pitched voice that seems to be scolded can be seen in the entire Internet café, like looking at a bedbug, she probably thinks that she is really a beautiful mage with high output in the game, although her physical strength is not as good as that of men, but the realm is not within the reach of men.

"Can you stop playing, why do you play with this all day? You ...... like this," she couldn't find a better word to describe his current irritating behavior, and poked him even more resentfully.

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Peng Cheng sighed lightly, he didn't say a word the whole time, he didn't like to answer her questions, she was like Bei Bei who always couldn't figure out what he thought. He was losing money as soon as she entered the door, no, he was already losing money before she entered the door. He was playing with his eyes on the time, just when she was about to come back, he still won some money, he would have won a total of one more and he would go offline, you must know that she doesn't like gambling, Peng Cheng understands this truth, because no woman likes men to gamble, but that made him lose, until she came back, he was still losing.

He had to use the ten red cards in the bar, because he couldn't swallow this hard loss, and now the money on the books was not enough, if he couldn't win it back, he would settle the card money tomorrow morning,,, what to play with, the young man was familiar with it for a while, but he couldn't tell her.

"What's the matter with you? Can you stop, come?" Xiang Nan grabbed Peng Cheng's sleeve and questioned him, but she still maintained her cold arrogance until he shook it off.

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People still have to rely on their brains, Peng Cheng shouldn't get rid of her, but fortunately, he has brains, and she just doesn't.

After another quarrel, the pimple girl had a mysterious sense of guilt, Peng Cheng lost all the red cards, and the deficit in the account was about two thousand. It was dawning in the morning, so Xiang Nan went to the small bank next to him alone, used his credit card to withdraw cash, and withdrew two thousand yuan in cash to pay the bill to Peng Cheng.

Although the account was also handed in, it was not what Peng Cheng wanted, what he wanted was to win, as for what he wanted to win, it was not so important. He was too tired to coax her, and for a whole morning, the two of them nestled in front of a computer in the back row of the Internet café, chattering and chattering anxiously. In the afternoon, the young man was finally sleepy, and he asked Xiangnan to go home, and this time the girl was very obedient.

can be regarded as leaving, Peng Cheng suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, after the ink this morning, he was sleepy at this time, so sleepy that he couldn't do it, he hurriedly went to the small box in the back to nest, stretched out his coat and covered himself, but somehow, he nested for a long time, but he didn't fall asleep.

He found that he was in a mess, his mind couldn't calm down, he was sleepy, but Red Card didn't seem willing to let him go. In the past few days, he had won money, but only today, hey! The young man began to sum himself up, but he was still careless, a little floating! One move went back to the pre-liberation period, and he had to sell his sons and daughters again.

While he was pretending to sleep, there was a grunt, and a text message came in, which was from the pimple sister: "Husband, don't gamble, don't be angry with me, I shouldn't be angry with you, don't gamble as soon as you get angry with me, please." ”

Peng Cheng picked up his mobile phone and glanced at it, pinched his sore temples, he had no fucking money, and said what was this tender drink for. He didn't reply, he casually threw the phone on the computer desk next to him, turned sideways, closed his eyes,, come on, try to sleep.

He stubbornly pretended to sleep, trying to deceive himself, but his mind was full of rabbits bouncing around and shaking his head, tied with pink, green, and yellow gibberish scarves, spinning around like a Ferris wheel, Allah is amazing. I don't know how long it took, and finally reached the limit, he felt a big wave of drowsiness hit, and he was happy for a while and almost let it pass, but fortunately, everything was calm, and he gradually couldn't make out the sound of the keyboard outside the door, and suddenly, he wanted to open the sliding door of the box, and his face was full of tears.

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"What's the matter, daughter-in-law, why are you crying?" the young man was so frightened that he couldn't sleep at all, and sat up straight, just in time for the pimple girl to throw herself into his arms, and hugged his neck with all his might.

"Brother Peng, I'm afraid you're still angry with me. "There is the scent of lavender wafting in my hair, and the most familiar smell is the same as the smell in Aunt Xue's dressing box.

"I didn't!" Peng Cheng scurried in, pulling Xiangnan to sit down in the box: "Can I be angry with you? I'm just sleepy, you go home! Let me sleep for a while." ”

"Husband, let's go to Huatai to sleep!"

The pimple girl hugged Peng Cheng's waist tightly, and her head was pressed against his chest. Their bodies fit so well, his bumps are facing her potholes, his potholes are supporting her bumps, although her breasts probably don't have their own piles, but Peng Cheng still feels it.

"Hmm!" he replied.