"Brother Peng, you bring me your phone. Xiang Nan suddenly stood in front of the bar, her face so close that she startled the two men who were concentrating on talking. Peng Cheng rolled his eyes upward, glanced at her, and then obediently took out his digital phone from his trouser pocket and handed it out, turning his head and smiling at the little boss awkwardly.

The little boss also laughed awkwardly, meaningful, men are always tacit among themselves, seeing that Xiangnan went back with satisfaction with the phone, he asked lightly: "Did you do it?"

"Silly pig, what is your QQ password?" Without waiting for Peng Cheng to answer, Song Xiangnan shouted loudly from afar. She was in a position where she could hear the conversation between the two men at the bar!

Looking at the little boss, Peng Cheng frowned slightly: "Spelling, Wen Beibei, I love you 1314." ”

Without speaking, the little boss continued to clean up and count the refrigerator behind him. Crackling, Peng Cheng didn't seem to be able to concentrate, he still ran out, and muttered in the hall with Xiang Nan for a long time, and it didn't seem to become happy, Peng Cheng came back in a huff.

"Lao Peng, what is this for?" The little boss stopped joking, he lowered his waist, lowered his voice, and said seriously: "Lao Peng, if you throw away your daughter-in-law with her, I won't dare to use you." ”

"No, no. Peng Cheng hurriedly prevaricated, he whispered under the bar, and deliberately smiled, as if taking advantage of it for nothing, and said, "It's just fun." ”

"Then she wants a password and a mobile phone, why did your daughter-in-law come to me?"

"She can't, Babe can't come looking for her. What made Peng Cheng the most down-to-earth was this sentence, he finally relaxed and smiled very relieved.

The little boss just wanted to say something more, straightened up and saw that Xiang Nan leaked half of her face from behind the computer, she was looking at this side viciously, and then thought that she was a colleague at best, and she really couldn't say anything, so she said: "Yes, even if I didn't say it, then I'll go first, you keep your own snacks." After speaking, he hurried back without waiting for Peng Cheng to answer again.

——

For a whole night, Xiang Nan kept hanging on Peng Cheng's arm to watch him play League of Legends, no matter how he moved, her body moved with him, not leaving an inch.

"You're upset!"

"It's okay, it's all right! ”

Peng Cheng leaned back on his shoulder to prove that he really didn't feel uncomfortable. This made Xiang Nan very happy, pulled away the smile on his face, looked at him, suddenly hugged his neck, and pecked hard.

"Hey, don't make a fuss, don't make a fuss, what are you doing, when are you going home? ”

——

"Xiangnan, you're not going to work today?"

It's so bad, it's good to say that the coaxing that is good to discuss is fruitless, he didn't expect that he would never leave if he wanted Nanzhen. This night made Peng Cheng feel so disturbed that he couldn't calm down, and seeing that it was about to dawn, he dared to pretend to be absent-minded and ask her. But Song Xiangnan was still so energetic, staring at him with squinting eyes, he didn't go to work, he didn't go home, and he didn't care about the eyes of the people around him.

"Are you going to call her?"

Xiangnan leaned on Peng Cheng's shoulder and didn't look up. She's enjoying her days as a victor, maybe it's not a victory, but at least in her heart she's a winner. It's almost the middle of the night, her mind is still clear, she doesn't think Peng Cheng is still in love with Wen Beibei, she knows that it's just a man's guilt, but even if she is guilty, she doesn't want to leave it to that woman. A woman who loves the same man is born an enemy, and there is no reason for her hatred, and she firmly believes that Bei Bei is too.

When she was in the hotel, the two of them made a move, and the pimple girl scratched Peng Cheng, leaving a blood mark on her neck, which gave her a strong sense of pleasure, she could control the man in front of her, as long as she pierced the thoughts in his heart, then his idea was really just an idea. Although Xiang Nan doesn't know yet, in fact, Peng Cheng doesn't care about this, whoever controls whom, in his opinion, it's all, whoever wants to think whatever she wants, all he cares about is the result. He really hoped that Xiang Nan could go back soon, or go to work, anyway, he had to call Bei Bei to at least make sure she was still safe.

Xiang Nan is a woman with a not very sound brain, although she is a little smart, she still has a woman's unique self-inadequacy, in Peng Cheng's words: "Are you stupid." ”

"You're just going to call her. Xiang Nan said categorically, she clung to Peng Cheng tightly, still not moving.

Peng Cheng stared at the back of her hairy head and tried to see through her, inexplicably, he snorted coldly: "Song Xiangnan, don't go anywhere! You just stay here every day, don't you go to work, do you hear? You can't go this time, let's stick together every day." ”

"What are you talking to me about?" Xiang Nan didn't stick to Peng Cheng anymore, she sat up straight, snapped, and threw out Peng Cheng's digital mobile phone with a button: "You fight! Don't let me go, you can hit directly! I listen, what are you afraid of?" She raised her neck, and her chin seemed to poke a dagger straight in front of Peng Cheng's eyes.

The young man had to step back, look at her coldly, and then reach out and put his arm around the girl, his hand just above her ass: "Can you speak quietly?"

——

It was almost dawn, presumably it was raining outside, and the air smelled wet.

"How do you know how to play?" Pimple sister is still coquettish, she can't stop talking, she pushes Peng Cheng's arm, as if she is rowing, she complains about him, pinching her voice to speak, that's an invitation, right?

Obviously, Peng Cheng was not willing to accept the invitation, he held a cigarette, the cigarette butt emitted white smoke, in the dim Internet café, you can see its bewitching posture, only the darkness is worthy of it. The heat of the cigarette roasted Peng Cheng's eyes, he narrowed slightly, ignored her, gently raised his arm up, and pulled his arm out. He doesn't want to do anything now, he just wants to have a good time, only when he is playing, he can temporarily forget Beibei's humble words on the phone!

"Hey, don't play yet!" Xiang Nan finally spoke well, she was the kind of light mezzo-soprano, floating on the top of her head, she was too tall, and her neck was long, if it wasn't for the thin timbre, it should be very sexy, Peng Cheng was very suitable for her like an adult woman's movements, and it made people feel very comfortable with the satin texture.

"Well, for a while!"

The game naturally won't stop abruptly, after making up for this knife, Peng Cheng is exactly level ten, he is a typical game master, almost all games can be fiddled with quite clearly. In this game, he hit the single, the wandering mage, just because of the girl's innocuous hypocrisy? He couldn't and wouldn't let himself stop, he didn't even carefully analyze what Nan said.

"What are you doing?, is the game important or am I important?" Song Xiangnan was anxious, she pulled the mouse, and pressed it frantically on the keyboard a few times, and the wandering mage fell down inexplicably.

With shriveled lips, Peng Cheng felt the smell of gasoline coming out of his throat and eyes, he turned his head, and the girl raised her dagger-like chin again, and looked proud and provocative. Could it be that he behaved too much like an honest potato, Peng Cheng was puzzled, was this why she mistakenly thought that he had the same simplicity on the outside?

"When I was a kid, the game was important. He didn't back down anymore, grabbed her chin, pinched it hard, and warned her word by word.