"It's a good smash, I'm quite satisfied. Why did you smash the car and pick that point, he just came back, or he could have smashed it a little more thoroughly. ”

The eldest sister in the luxury car is very beautiful, with a goose-egg-shaped face and tender lips, like a southern woman, with cold and indifferent grievances, but she is getting older, and her skin is no longer as barren as a girl.

"Why didn't we see that car coming in?" Zhang Chaoying said kindly, looking back at Peng Cheng, his eyes rolling endlessly. Both of them were asleep at that time, and Ben didn't have a chance to see the car coming.

"The car had been downstairs all the time, and he was driving back in his own car. ”

Where is the freedom of men that women can understand, as for women's minds, men are mostly too lazy to ponder. Maybe in the eyes of men, women are like black letters on a piece of paper, and they have to be shown to them clearly. The eldest sister lowered her head and counted another two thousand yuan from her bag, handed it to Zhang Chao, she glanced at Peng Cheng's white pants, from the inner thighs to the knees, and made a long cut: "Buy a new pair of pants!"

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"Brother, how can you tell that the car was bought by his old man for someone else?"

The car drove all the way to the city, and Peng Cheng kept wondering, the car was hidden so deeply, he had been looking for it for so long, how did this eldest sister know.

"I don't know. ”

"Hey, you say, that eldest sister doesn't live in that neighborhood, we squat at the door like this, hum! It's amazing!" The young man smiled very comfortably, and he suddenly felt a little proud: "Then can my sister-in-law do it?"

Zhang Chao seemed to be seriously pondering for a while: "I don't know." ”

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Can my sister-in-law do it, his brother doesn't know, but if he wants to be south, he definitely can.

Half a year has passed, they still quarrel every day, they don't play, in the final analysis, it's all because of Beibei, Peng Cheng is also far-fetched, what does it have to do with Beibei, in short, Xiangnan will rely on Beibei in the end.

Walking to the door of the building, Peng Cheng took out his mobile phone and dialed Beibei's phone again, but it was still turned off, he hung up the phone and deleted the call record of the call, he remembered that he always deleted the record, but Xiangnan could still know.

"Alas, where have you been?" Xiang Nan always said this, as if she had caught something, she questioned him, even in the mobile phone, Peng Cheng could see her eyes almost out of her sockets, she was too thin.

"I'm at your grandmother's house. "The corridor was so quiet that it was panicked, the shoes rubbed against the concrete floor, and there was a rustling sound, if it was good, the young man didn't want to say it well, just like being angry, let her go crazy, he wanted to make her crazy.

"My grandmother is dead. Xiang Nan was really angry, she was so angry that she didn't choose to speak.

"Then I'll go to your dead grandma's house!"

"Peng Cheng, you can't speak. ”

"Hmph!" the young man snorted deliberately, in his heart, he thought that Nan was an endless neurotic, neurotic, then crazy! He suddenly felt very comfortable in his heart, and he didn't know why he wanted to choke her at this moment and said that he was going to buy porridge, wasn't everything fine?

"What are you humming? Come up for me. The shouting on the phone suddenly appeared in the corridor, a little faster, Xiang Nan's voice in the corridor was like a fingernail scratching the blackboard, he really wanted to go up quickly just now, and he was deflated again in an instant.

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Peng Cheng put the packed things on the table with both hands, and laughed all over his face: "Come on, eat!" He was just about to untie the plastic belt, when the bag was pulled over by Xiang Nan and thrown onto the windowsill.

Peng Cheng stared at the bag of things and flew out, but neither the pie nor the porridge spilled out. The tightly wrapped one looked like it looked on the table, and it looked like it was thrown on the windowsill, just slightly deflated.

The young man suddenly felt amused, and said to himself, why didn't it spill? He sat on the edge of the bed, stared at the package, and pondered, and then he said, "Xiangnan, do you still want to eat?"

"I don't want to, I don't want you to hear it?"

"If you don't want to, you don't want to! Why are you so loud? You don't want to eat, I think, I'm hungry. Peng Cheng reached for the food on the windowsill, and he lay on the bed and crawled over Xiang Nan's body.

"Eat what you eat. Xiang Nan grabbed the bag and dragged it over again: "I'm so angry that I haven't eaten it for a day, you still eat, what are you eating?" she threw the bag out again, this time it fell to the door, and with a bang, it still didn't spill.

"Are you sick?" Peng Cheng was unhappy, shook his arm hard, and shook off Xiang Nan's hand: "What are you angry about in the daytime? If you don't eat all day long, I'll stand up with you, and you're still angry?" He narrowed his dangerous eyes, looking at her equally unruly and vicious appearance, and gradually died down.

"Where's your phone?" Xiang Nan began to rummage through Peng Cheng's body, but he didn't help her, because she must have been able to find her phone from her trouser pocket, and then she opened the phone and flipped through it one by one.

"Did you go downstairs and call Wen Beibei. Xiang Nan didn't seem to find anything, she slammed the phone on the bed, the warm bed, there was not even a sound, she questioned Peng Cheng, the man lying on the bed with vertical strips, stretched out his hand in the direction of the food bag.

"I went to buy food, and you didn't let me eat when I came back, so I called Wen Beibei, and I called Wen Beibei. ”

"Eat, eat. Xiang Nan was crazy, she beat his back hard, and then kicked twice: "You know what to eat, what did you say when you went to bed last night?"

"What did I say?"

Peng Cheng's heart was excited, he tried hard to recall what he had dreamed about last night, but he had no impression at all, but Xiang Nan's words made him panic, and he guessed that this was probably not groundless. He speaks in his dreams, he knows for himself, he even opens his eyes and talks in his dreams, and he talks to people as if he is awake.

"Peng Cheng, you tell me, you say, do you say that the game is important or am I important?" Xiang Nan suddenly changed her painting style, looking silly and sweet, she leaned on his chest, hugged his neck, and said this most unnutritious line.

"What are you going to do?" the young man's heart relaxed, this was just a matter, this was not a big deal in the first place, he was glad that he didn't talk about Beibei, that's good, then it's not a big deal. He relaxed and began to think, and the wonderful performance came as soon as he said it, and while planning in his head, he started to perform freely, he stood up and walked in the direction of the packing belt: "Can the game compare to people? I don't ...... it."

Before Peng Cheng could finish his next words, Xiang Nan suddenly cried: "I didn't want to say it, I'm angry and I've been angry for a day, whose phone number is 13500XXXXXX?"

......

Peng Cheng's body stiffened for a moment, and then continued to walk towards the bag.

"You don't speak, don't you, how do you know now that you don't speak, why do you say it so clearly in your dreams?13500XXXXXX daughter-in-law, you answer the phone. ”