? The wretched expression on Peng Liang's face bore the disgusted looks of countless women around him, as well as the tacit looks of men. Peng Liang was depressed. He was misunderstood again, and he didn't think of anything dirty.
Then how should she come out if she didn't bring any paper? Could she wait for it to dry naturally before coming out?
Peng Liang was ready for a long struggle. He got into the car, played the Peking Opera video on the navigation system, adjusted the video, and lay down to watch it. He estimated that after the opera was finished, Peng Bingying should be able to come out.
Two minutes later, Peng Bingying got in the car. Peng Liang looked at her in surprise and asked stupidly: "Didn't you bring any paper? Why did it come out so quickly? Did it come out without wiping it off?"
Peng Bingying's face turned red with embarrassment. Peng Liang guessed what happened. She was so embarrassed that she gave Peng Liang a fierce look: "Then I won't ask anyone else for it?"
Peng Liang was stunned for a moment, it turned out that he still had this trick, it was so smart.
Peng Liang was surprised to discover something. Peng Bingying had been protecting her breasts with her hands. What was going on? However, Peng Liang didn't ask too much. He started the car and asked: "Where are we going to play now?"
?It’s still so early, there’s still a long time before we finish our meal.”
Peng Bingying shook her head and said: "Forget it, I don't want to play anymore, go back."
Peng Liang was very depressed, but she didn't say anything. Maybe it was because of the last embarrassing incident in the cinema that made her lose interest in playing. Peng Liang drove back and neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere was a bit awkward.
Peng Liang, who is synonymous with shamelessness, asked awkwardly: "How did you ask someone to borrow paper just now? Can you teach me your experience? If I make this kind of mistake next time, I can use it."
ah."
"You go to hell." Peng Bingying slapped Peng Liang rudely.
"Don't make trouble, I'm driving. You don't want to go to hell with me, do you?" Peng Liang said with a laugh.
Peng Bingying was so angry, but there was nothing she could do to deal with Peng Liang. However, after Peng Liang glanced at Peng Bingying, his eyes could no longer look forward. It turned out that Peng Bingying's white skirt was soaked on her chest.
The skirt was a little thin, so Peng Liang naturally saw something he shouldn't have seen. The green bra and half of the snow-white breasts inside made Peng Liang feel hot.
Peng Bingying hadn't noticed Peng Liang's gaze yet. She was looking at the situation in front of her and shouted anxiously: "Brake the brakes quickly, hurry up."
Peng Liang's reaction speed was still very fast, and he immediately stepped on the brakes. At this time, Peng Liang was less than five centimeters away from the car in front. Peng Liang wiped a cold sweat, but fortunately he was fine.
, otherwise you may have to cry.
"Are you going to die? Don't you look at the person in front of you while driving?" Peng Bingying complained dissatisfiedly.
Peng Liang scratched his head in embarrassment. As a man, it would be outrageous if he kept staring ahead under such circumstances. However, it was not appropriate to say this. Peng Liang made a very wise choice.
If you keep silent, Buddha said: Misfortune comes from your mouth.
Peng Bingying looked at Peng Liang strangely. According to her understanding, Peng Liang had to find an excuse no matter what, or say sorry? Why didn't he get any reaction? It's too embarrassing to say anything? Isn't this nonsense?
At that moment, Peng Bingying accidentally saw her collar. It turned out that her hands were no longer covering her chest, and everything was seen by Peng Liang.
At this time, Peng Bingying had an epiphany. She finally understood why Peng Liang was so distracted just now. If he hadn't been distracted in this situation, Peng Bingying would have felt contempt for Peng Liang. Peng Bingying's cheeks turned red with embarrassment, and she turned her head away, not daring to
Look at Peng Liang.
Peng Liang smiled bitterly and touched his nose. Girls are just shy. The atmosphere in the car suddenly became a little awkward. Peng Liang didn't know how to break the awkward atmosphere, so he didn't say anything.
The two of them returned to school. When they arrived at the door of the girls' dormitory, Peng Bingying was about to get off the car. Peng Liang said, "Wait a minute, take those snacks away. I won't eat them."
Peng Bingying did not refuse and reached out to take the plastic bag handed over by Peng Liang.
"I suggest you cover your chest and go up there. Although there should be no men in this building, it may misunderstand some people." Peng Liang laughed, and after finishing speaking, he drove away immediately.
After Peng Bingying was stunned for a second, she finally realized. Damn it, Peng Liang saw her again. Peng Bingying looked at the car that had gone away with a bit of laughter, shook her head, covered her chest with a plastic bag and went upstairs.
Peng Liang㊣(4) returned to his dormitory, playing computer games boredly.
The sky was gradually getting dark, but at this time, Peng Liang had no intention of going out to eat, because he had just accidentally seen a forum post, and the protagonist was him.
"The Flying Man Surprised in China"
"Chinese Version of O'Neal"
"Who said that Chinese people are bad at basketball? That's because the real person doesn't show his face."
…………
Peng Liang did a simple search and found a lot of posts about him, which excited him so much. Oh my God, don't be a public figure. If Peng Liang knew which grandson shot the video, he would definitely go there.
I complained to him, but unfortunately, there is no way to find this kind of thing. Who knows which forum it was first published on?
Peng Liang, who was about to cry without tears, was so depressed that he wanted to go out for a drink, when the phone rang.
"Hello, are you Peng Liang?"
"Yes, who are you?" Peng Liang asked politely.
"I am a famous basketball coach in China. I would like to ask if you are interested in joining the CBA?"
"Forget it, I'm just an amateur." Peng Liang declined quickly. Are you kidding? He is so rich now and still plays ball? Even if he plays ball, it's still the NBA.
"Can you think about it again? You know you are very talented."
"Sorry, I have no interest in playing professional basketball."
"I think you should think about it again."
Peng Liang didn't speak this time, hung up the phone directly, and then dragged the number into the blacklist.
When one person found Peng Liang's phone number, someone else also found Peng Liang's phone number. As a result, Peng Liang's phone rang again two minutes later.
"Hello, I am a scout in Orlando, USA. I wonder if you are interested in giving it a try?" came a voice on the phone who was very unskilled in Chinese.
"Sorry, I'm not interested." Peng Liang declined again.
"Brother, I think you can consider it. The treatment is very good."