After He Peiyuan said something that clearly left room for leeway, she glared at Yang Jingxing with a slightly sideways look. Her face was very intimidating as a girl, but her eyebrows seemed to be waiting for the other person to change her ways, and she didn't feel that she was desperate or discouraged.

Yang Jingxing looked at He Peiyuan, but did not seize the opportunity to express his position. Although he was very experienced in verbal apologies and repentance, and there seemed to be an apology on his face, he had not lost confidence in himself, who had been incorrigible despite repeated admonitions. He did not even hand over a tissue.

past.

He Peiyuan gave Yang Jingxing a few seconds to think, but there was still no movement. The girl was obviously a little unhappy. She moved her eyes away from Yang Jingxing's chin or shirt, but she also reminded and warned in a more serious tone: "I heard that

Did I say what I said!?"

Yang Jingxing continued to sit motionless, looking at He Peiyuan's shoulders and neck. His eyes occasionally wandered to the girl's eyes looking straight ahead, but he still did not open his mouth to regret.

In the car where the two sides were in a stalemate, breathing could almost be heard. He Peiyuan seemed to be impatient with waiting. She pulled the bag strap on her leg and raised her hand to smooth the hair beside her left ear. It seemed that she was going to face the driver again.

The position was a visual reminder, but before her neck was twisted in place, the girl's face made up her mind and headed in the opposite direction without mercy. She looked out the window, leaving only half of the driver's face.

"Yuanyuan." Yang Jingxing finally spoke, and said softly, fearing that the smoke would start again, "I really should apologize to you. What I want to apologize to you is not a joke... What I want to apologize to is now, because I have a relationship with you.

It’s a very unfair and outrageous idea, but it’s my true opinion..."

"Drive!" He Peiyuan suddenly shook her head, as if to say that Yang Jingxing had missed the opportunity: "...I'll go home for dinner."

Yang Jingxing showed no respect for others at all and said to himself: "Can you be my girlfriend?"

He Peiyuan turned back and looked at Yang Jingxing with a straight look. Her expression felt a little confused or shocked. She seemed to be unable to believe that she had given such a step, but what she heard was such an outrageous thing.

Yang Jingxing had hope and expectation. He looked into the girl's eyes and said: "I will no longer joke with others, and I won't get entangled with anyone anymore. I will get rid of these shortcomings of mine..." Does he think this is

enough.

It doesn't feel like the right answer.

"What is this!?" He Peiyuan's tone was serious, the surprise on her face dissipated, and her voice became softer during the exchange of gazes: "What is this... pity!?" As he spoke, the corners of his mouth turned down, and his eyelids squeezed his eyeballs,

She looked wet. Her expression was quite complicated. It was hard to tell whether it was aggrieved or firm.

"I like you." Yang Jingxing said quickly this time, with a steady and serious tone: "Because I like you."

He Peiyuan seemed to need some time to distinguish the true from the false in Yang Jingxing's eyes. She continued to look at each other for a few seconds, and she must have felt that it was false. The girl's expression developed from aggrieved and dissatisfied to sad. He Peiyuan's eyebrows and upper eyelids moved downward together, and her lips also

When he lowered his mouth and pursed his lips, this facial movement was very similar to Zhao Yiyi's warm-up movements before bursting into tears. However, Zhao Yiyi was very skilled and only needed a short warm-up before firing. He Peiyuan was obviously unfamiliar, and her warm-up movements were not standard, making it difficult to do it in one go.

It feels a bit stumbling.

Yang Jingxing wasted no time: "I know you have knots in your heart, and so do I, but I am willing to face it and overcome it for you... This is the best proof that I like you."

He Peiyuan didn't express her position, she was still warming up, and her warm-up movements were becoming more and more impressive.

Yang Jingxing obviously started to panic: "It's not just a confession, it's also a request to you. I know this request is too much... It's because I like you that I can muster up the courage!"

It seemed that none of the words were correct, because He Peiyuan's expression never eased from the beginning, but became more and more serious. Now, finally, two lines of tears rolled down the girl's face again, while the ones still lingering in her eyes

The crystal tears seemed to make the disappointment and sadness in her eyes shine through more clearly, even like a magnifying glass... She didn't want to meet Yang Jingxing's eyes anymore and moved away.

Yang Jingxing hasn't given up yet: "I'm not impulsive. I didn't come up with this idea just today. It's not because you are beautiful. A small part of it...because you are serious, optimistic, and self-loving. You have many of my favorite qualities."

He Peiyuan obviously did not accept this trick, and continued to shed tears. She seemed to be looking at the dashboard. Unlike Zhao Yiyi, who had obvious appeals when he cried, He Peiyuan's expression became lighter and lighter as the tears were consumed.

Okay, why do you seem a little discouraged?

Yang Jingxing became more and more eloquent: "I think we can be happy together, and I want you to be happy!"

He Peiyuan opened her mouth slightly, but did not make a sound. Instead, she shook her head. The shaking movement was gentle, but it lasted for a long time. She shook it back and forth for five or six cycles. It was a repeated denial.

Yang Jingxing would not give up until he reached the Yellow River: "Yuanyuan, can you promise me?"

He Peiyuan shook her head gently for two cycles, then straightened her upper body, looked at the front of the car, her expression became sad again, closed her eyes, and with two big tears rolling down, she shook her head one cycle again.

Why couldn't Yang Jingxing see the situation clearly? He said, "Give me a chance..." and moved his body towards the co-pilot.

He Peiyuan was obviously annoyed. She suddenly shook her head hard and said: "No!" The voice was not loud but full of confidence.

Yang Jingxing raised his left hand and gently pressed the tissue to the teardrops hanging on He Peiyuan's chin.

He Peiyuan's skin was very sensitive, so her face immediately moved a little to the right. She opened her eyes and took a quick look. She looked a little bit resentful, but it was just a flash, and then she continued her previous expression of unmoved refusal to look at each other.

Yang Jingxing stretched out the tissue again, and there were obvious tears on it.

He Peiyuan hid resolutely, and then used an unhappy look in her eyes.

Looking at the pretty girl in front of him, she had a lot of grievances and resistance on her face, but she was really beautiful. Yang Jingxing's raised left hand suddenly changed its direction, passing straight through He Peiyuan's right shoulder to her back, with lightning speed

He hugged He Peiyuan with a cover-up gesture, placed his big palm on the upper right side of the girl's back, and pushed He Peiyuan towards him with great strength.

He Peiyuan reacted instinctively. Her face abandoned the complicated emotions and wrinkled up in panic, raising her hands to defend herself.

Yang Jingxing spared no effort at this time. Before He Peiyuan's small arms could be raised, his other hand penetrated from He Peiyuan's left wing to the back, and his palm covered and controlled the lower part of the girl's back.

He hugged her and hugged her close to him.

Almost in the blink of an eye, He Peiyuan was hugged tightly by Yang Jingxing, and the two of them were basically chest to chest. Yang Jingxing also held He Peiyuan's arms with great experience.

The two people in the car seemed to be embracing each other affectionately, but they broke up within a few seconds. He Peiyuan began to resist. The resistance movement started with her face being forced to rest on Yang Jingxing's right shoulder. In reality, her expression changed from blank and helpless.

It turns into arousal, and then the chin is lifted away from the man's shoulder with great effort, the face is turned away, and the brows are furrowed because of exertion... The idea seems to be clear and reasonable, which is to keep the head that is not completely under control away from the opposite sex as much as possible.

It's a pity that He Peiyuan's upper body can hardly move. There is a huge difference in strength between the two, and Yang Jingxing is very rogue, and they tend to hug her tighter and tighter.

Wherever there is oppression, there is resistance. In addition to the neck and above, He Peiyuan's arms also began to exert force, because only the upper arms were controlled, and there was still some space in the small arms. They clenched into small fists, seemingly trying their best to press on Yang Jingxing's side or back.

I tried beating and beating, but it didn't work. I quickly pulled my clothes off, but that still didn't work, so I reluctantly found a place to focus and try to push the person away.

In the silent battle, Yang Jingxing remained unchanged in response to all changes, hugging him so tightly, no matter what He Peiyuan's movements were. But He Peiyuan was confident, as if she didn't realize that she was no match at all, and started to use her waist and abdominal strength

He came, trying to bend his waist to break away. As for the little kicking movements of his feet, He Peiyuan may have placed his hope that Yang Jingxing would feel sorry for his feet.

The person in his arms was very restless. She had been completely controlled for nearly a minute and she still didn't understand the situation. She was still shaking the tree like a mantis, with her slender, soft and slightly fragrant little body... But Yang Jingxing still had to give him some advice.

Color, his left elbow pressed down on He Peiyuan's right arm, while his left palm pointed upwards and quickly controlled the back of He Peiyuan's head and neck with a sneak attack.

Now, the headquarters was in danger. Seeing that there was a danger of being pressed back to the opposite sex, He Peiyuan finally said: "Let go!" She must have begun to realize the disparity in strength, plus they were struggling to consume their energy. These three people

The character is not powerful enough, the voice is not loud enough, the breath is short, and the righteous anger is not obvious, but it does mean to actively seek peace.

This world has always been dominated by the weak and the strong, and Yang Jingxing didn't give in at all.

He Peiyuan worked in vain for a while, and then started to cry a little: "Let go..." She punched Yang Jingxing's waist with her fists.

Yang Jingxing is not completely broken yet, he has loosened it a little, and then loosened it a little more.

He Peiyuan quickly seized the opportunity, but she seemed to be pushing the envelope a bit. After getting a little space for her upper body to move, she was eager to let go of Yang Jingxing's control on her neck, tilting her head back and retreating away.

During the brief eye contact, Yang Jingxing was obviously very friendly, but He Peiyuan lost her temper again, with a look of steadfastness and indignation: "Let go!"

Yang Jingxing was still friendly and gentle, but did not let go. He Peiyuan judged the current situation, glanced at the opponent's attitude, and continued to adopt a tougher tone: "Immediately..."

Perhaps because he found that his opponent only had a small mouth open and was very effective in fighting, and he was still panting slightly and seemed unwilling to admit defeat, Yang Jingxing clamped his hands on He Peiyuan's thin shoulders and arms, and sealed the cute and attractive rosy face right in front of him.

When I went up, the printing was really accurate, up, down, left and right.

In fact, He Peiyuan's lips are strong on the outside but dry on the outside, so soft, so weak, with no resistance at all, and fresh as a girl.

Yang Jingxing didn't go too far, he didn't stick out his tongue, it was just a seal, and he wasn't reckless or rough.

So He Peiyuan still gave Yang Jingxing a few seconds of opportunity, but Yang Jingxing didn't grasp it and corrected it without realizing his mistake. He Peiyuan was obviously completely desperate. She would not remind Yang Jingxing again or give him another chance. She closed her eyes.

Her eyes were covered with tears, and there were still tears at the corners of her eyes. It felt like these lips were still the lifeblood of the girl. After being controlled, it seemed that she didn’t dare to move her whole body.

Yang Jingxing also closed his eyes. After maintaining the sealing posture for a while, he started to suck and bite a little bit.

Poor He Peiyuan, she is also a girl in her twenties. She was bullied by gangsters but had no defense. After Yang Jingxing squeezed and rubbed her lips, the biggest and most obvious reaction on He Peiyuan's body was her small arms.

He raised it up, still holding his small fist, but what could be done.

In the car, the beautiful girl was clamped to the upper body and kissed face to face. She could not move her upper arms at all. She could only forcefully open her small arms outwards. The intention seemed to be to reduce physical contact with the gangster as much as possible. He Peiyuan was forced to bend down

The posture with hands stretched out, chest raised, neck closed and eyes closed is awkward, even ridiculous, and even more humiliating, but this girl is completely discouraged and has no expression on her face. Oops, it looks like she is running out of energy, and her only hope is her little fist.

It was about to soften, but okay, I pinched it and lifted it up again...

It must have been more than a minute. Yang Jingxing never encountered any resistance. Although he did not cater to him, the overall situation was relatively optimistic. Yang Jingxing was not rude at all. He only used a few elementary movements to not damage the rosy and delicate skin at all.

It was more ceremonial. In the end, Yang Jingxing finished by gently sucking He Peiyuan's upper lip, stopped sealing, slowly moved his mouth away, and his hands became much lighter.

He Peiyuan was so kind. The enemy had been wreaking havoc for so long, and only after a few seconds of calm, the girl opened her eyes. However, instead of apologizing and repenting, what was waiting for her was Yang Jingxing's approaching look, as if he was ready to rush forward at any time.

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There was no hope, and He Peiyuan's eyes were filled with panic and confusion. Reluctantly looking at each other, He Peiyuan's mouth seemed to be in the same shape as before she was insulted. She seemed to be still afraid, slightly open and did not dare to move, but now it was

The breath is heavier than before.

In fact, the only thing Yang Jingxing is relaxed about now is that he holds He Peiyuan's shoulders with both hands, the force is very light, and he speaks gently: "Promise me, okay?"

He Peiyuan seemed to be awakened, and then realized how humiliating her posture was, leaning towards the driver. She stood up suddenly and backed away, with her back touching the window, and then her face showed an expression that was unprecedented.

Only aggrieved, she looked at Yang Jingxing with sadness and disappointment. After looking at it for a few seconds, before tears accumulated in her eyes and fell, He Peiyuan raised her left hand, palm outward, covering her lips, and began to cry, not silently.

I shed tears, I really cried.

Yang Jingxing stopped apologizing, and didn't even have any regrets on his face. He just wanted to get closer and wipe He Peiyuan's tears.

How much He Peiyuan valued honor and integrity, her left hand was still in front of her stained lips, and her right hand reached out to snatch the tissue from Yang Jingxing's hand, and then threw it towards Yang Jingxing with all her strength. At the same time, her crying became louder.

After a while. The girl was crying continuously now. She was more professional than Zhao Yiyi. She looked so wronged and sad. Her eyes were shedding tears while staring at Yang Jingxing, as if she was blocked by an unreasonable examiner after being late for just one minute.

Outside the examination room. It is clearly stipulated that you can be late for a quarter of an hour. It is so unfair. Where is the justice!?

Yang Jingxing still seemed to have a somewhat distressed expression, but he had no choice but to look at the girl eagerly, hoping to impress her with his eyes.

He Peiyuan obviously hated being looked at so directly, and even moved her right hand to fuck her bag. She cried and complained: "I hate you!" She strongly emphasized the tone of the predicate and threw the bag at Yang Jingxing. This was at least better than

Paper towels are much more useful.

Yang Jingxing caught the bag and said shamelessly, "Okay, I'll help you get it from now on."

Are you still being teased with words? He Peiyuan almost burst into tears, but she still covered her mouth with her left hand. She touched the tissue bag randomly with her right hand and threw it at Yang Jingxing while making her cry louder. She didn't save any energy at all, and then continued to hum.
Chapter completed!