Finally sent Bei Bei away, Peng Cheng let out a long breath, don't worry about seeing each other, it's like this when you meet, it's better not to see. The young man thought like this, he was depressed, he was a little tired, and scratched the back of his head, this crab meal today was not fat, and it was eaten in such a high degree of mental tension, and he felt that it was difficult to digest.

Those delicious babes had already been taken away, and he insisted on taking them away for her, even though he knew that she didn't like to eat them. It wasn't what he bought for Beibei, he was just thinking about buying some snacks for Aunt Xue's little grandson, it was Aunt Xue who had to buy something for herself, hey, forget it, fortunately, everything has passed, and there is no big mess.

Peng Cheng has always wanted to thank Aunt Xue, borrowed so much money from others, Aunt Xue didn't ask herself to pay it back, it was just in time for last night, the moon was very round, very bright, there was no one in the bathhouse, he called the child over, and the two of them leaned against the glass door together, and looked out: "Cub, do you see if the moon is particularly bright today, it looks like daytime outside." ”

"It's a very bright brother. The child also tilted his head, with an inexplicable look of worship, he was a head taller than Peng Cheng, from Peng Cheng's point of view, it seemed that as soon as he stretched out his tongue, he could lick the moon.

"Can you stay away from me, what are you doing here?" Peng Cheng looked back at him, he was clinging to him, and the young man was uncomfortable, so he pushed hard.

"Hey,, why is the moon so bright?"

"Brother, the moon is suddenly different, there is going to be a big event, something abnormal. The child said firmly, and he raised his eyebrows lightly, very confident.

"What's wrong?"

"If it's like this in normal times, it's like that now. The child said, very mysteriously deflated his mouth into a strange look, that seems to be a very powerful matter, if it weren't for him, Peng Cheng is afraid that he will not believe it, now think about it, he must not believe it.

"Brother, the moon has changed greatly, the Lord has changed greatly, and the yin and yang have been reversed......"

Yin and Yang are reversed, Peng Cheng can't remember what the children said, but he remembers that he said that Yin and Yang are reversed, it's good to be upside down, he has lost a lot recently, and it's time to turn it upside down. In the second half of the night, Peng Cheng took another two hundred from Aunt Xue, and took advantage of the rest of the second half of the night to go out and win two hundred, so that he had the money to buy things. Another point is that Peng Cheng himself was surprised, he felt that the person who hugged him that night was Aunt Xue.

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This is not an unreasonable guess, to be honest, Peng Cheng didn't guess, and he couldn't guess it. It was the day after the dinner, and he told Aunt Xue about the night before.

That kung fu Peng Cheng was still suspicious of Xiao Min, after all, Xiao Min's pair of snow-white * was too similar to the pair that night, but he was not really sure, he was not stupid, and Aunt Xue had a good relationship with Xiao Min, so he didn't have an idiot to ask Aunt Xue directly, he just told Aunt Xue that he had a dream after drinking too much, dreaming of a woman's breasts.

The reason why Peng Cheng felt that person was Aunt Xue was exactly how Aunt Xue reacted after listening to his words that day. The old woman was able to do this, but he really didn't doubt Aunt Xue before, he told Aunt Xue this, just thinking that maybe Aunt Xue could see who hugged him that day, or maybe Aunt Xue saw who she was closer to, until he saw Aunt Xue's expression for a moment, she hooked the corners of her mouth, it was not obvious, it was like an embarrassment that knew everything, Peng Cheng was a little total, could it be her.

The young man felt numb for a while, and he trembled a little, and he felt uncomfortable. The embarrassed smile on Aunt Xue's lips suddenly disappeared, and she didn't speak, and continued to work on the work in her hands. This old lady is really a woman who is not looking for a tune, Peng Cheng pondered in his heart, seeing that she still seemed to be smiling, and then scolded him, a very erotic word, and Peng Cheng's heart was cold.

These are still only about an appointment in the young man's heart, but there is another thing that makes him more and more suspicious of Aunt Xue.

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That day, Peng Cheng went to Aunt Xue's bathroom to find clean pants, which was a very small cubicle, the size of a storage room, at the very edge of a row of rest rooms on the second floor, and at the bottom of the stairs, there was a fully automatic washing machine inside.

"Auntie, where did you say the pants were?"

Peng Cheng held the phone and looked at the right side of the washing machine, as soon as the door of the bathroom was opened, the washing machine could be seen, and it was stuffed into the bathroom sideways, leaving only a small strip next to it, just enough for a person to run into it sideways. The bathroom is a stairwell, and the further you go inside, the lower it gets, the height of the washing machine can only be stuck in the doorway, and the inner is a bamboo chair.

"The one with bamboo!" Peng Cheng leaned over and looked in, the small stool at the door was blocked, and the young man didn't bother to move away, so he leaned his whole body inside.

"Hmm, can that open?"

Aunt Xue's clothes and bags were placed on the bamboo chair, Peng Cheng held the phone in one hand, lifted the lid of the chair with the other hand and looked inside, carefully afraid that the clothes and bags on it would fall off, but they still fell, and the shiny little black bag smashed his head, slipped from his eyes and fell to the ground.

Remember, right? He's almost in that cubicle.

In the flashing light, Peng Cheng felt that he was about to vomit, and as soon as he turned around, he felt comfortable, and then a person moved his head back. The man had a bag on his arm, and he threw him back so hard that the bag hit him on the head. As soon as the light turned on, the black leather of the handbag slid in front of his eyes, and before he could react, he fell into a huge mass of white flesh.

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The young man has been thinking for a while, Aunt Xue is a woman who can be his mother, although she is really good to herself, but what he wants is not such a good way. One day later, Aunt Xue sent the washed clothes to Peng Cheng, and took his hand and patted it gently, the feeling was like her own mother and her own son, which reminded Peng Cheng of his own mother's aunt.

The old aunt always pulls his cousin like this, he can't get used to it when he was young, he feels that after the old aunt dies, the old aunt is like a pervert, and now Aunt Xue is also dragging herself like this, Peng Chengzhi didn't withdraw it immediately, after all, she borrowed so much money from Aunt Xue, and she will always be short of hands when she takes people, so she will be dragged by Aunt Xue. After talking for a while, it was always Beibei Beibei, and he gradually felt natural.

After that, even if Peng Cheng was troubled in his heart, he always felt that this was the case, but who knew? He couldn't tell what it felt, he always thought about who he could communicate with, or confirm it, or just talk about it. He didn't appreciate Aunt Xue's approach much, but he felt that this matter was like an indigestible cake in his stomach, which made people mumbble.

He wanted to tell others, but he couldn't find anyone better, it wasn't a glorious thing, he was busy by an old lady, and it wasn't something worth showing off, but this ridiculous thing was very exciting, and he couldn't figure out why Aunt Xue did this, was it because of love?

Don't vomit and don't be happy, he is really uncomfortable, he just wants to find someone to live in vain, about what happened that day, all this is just his speculation so far, Peng Cheng was forced to fidget by these unclear feelings, and finally one afternoon, he chose the target.