Yang Jingxing held the bag and tissues, and looked at He Peiyuan who was really crying. He seemed a little anxious, and stretched out his hand like a gibbon, targeting He Peiyuan's left hand that was covering her mouth. Maybe he wanted to see if the girl was injured.

Bar.

Tears did not overwhelm He Peiyuan's defense. The girl discovered Yang Jingxing's intention to touch her. She cried loudly and punched Yang Jingxing with her right fist. The movement was very fast, but the routine was strange. The rare punching method was from top to bottom.

The scratching was very similar to the action of a kitten scratching something, and it might be called cat fist. However, the cat fist failed, and Yang Jingxing's body was still far away. He Peiyuan might just be a deterrent, and did not really want to meet Yang Jingxing.

However, this cat fist move still worked, making Yang Jingxing almost temporarily stop using his evil hands.

We can't just treat the symptoms but not the root cause. He Peiyuan repeated it again, crying louder, scratching a paw in the air with her right hand, and still covering her lips tightly with her left hand.

Yang Jingxing still put down his hand, but his words were unforgiving: "Stop crying...it's useless to cry, I'll kiss you too."

He Peiyuan was even more sad and struggled to insert a few words into her cry: "You lied to me... I don't believe it!" Her attitude was quite firm.

"I didn't lie to you." Yang Jingxing said eagerly, "I just like it if I like it."

"I don't believe it!" He Peiyuan reiterated, and then seemed to start to be afraid and anxious: "...I want to go home."

Yang Jingxing thought about the suggestion: "Shall we find a place to eat?"

He Peiyuan covered her mouth and cried. It seemed that it took two seconds before she heard Yang Jingxing's words. She shook her head quickly, fearing that Yang Jingxing wouldn't see it and shook her head again.

Yang Jingxing asked: "Are you going home like this?"

After all, He Peiyuan is a big girl, and she is more obedient and understandable than Zhao Yiyi. Her crying is much quieter, and it soon stopped being continuous. That's right, she looks more or less like a lady.

Yang Jingxing seemed relieved and asked, "Can you call home? I want to talk to you, but I won't be able to finish it for a while."

He Peiyuan hesitated for a moment, maybe feeling that the other party no longer had any intention of attacking, so she no longer defended the driver from the front, but turned around and faced the front of the car. While lowering her head, she also lowered her left hand covering her lips, and looked slightly to the right. It was probably not

Let the driver see his own vital sign and ask cautiously: "What did you say?" Then he sobbed.

Yang Jingxing handed over the tissue again: "There are a lot of things I want to say...yesterday, today, and tomorrow."

He Peiyuan kept vigilant and took the tissue, folded it and wiped her eyes. Women are troublesome, with such a big face, and they took care of it for more than half a minute, but sobbing occasionally also affected the efficiency... Did she already dislike her mouth and didn't want it?

Oh, and he didn’t even care!

Yang Jingxing said softly: "Okay?"

He Peiyuan seemed confused, thought about it for a moment, and shook her head again: "You lied to me." These three words were said in a precise manner, just like a model opera.

Yang Jingxing was anxious: "I'm not..."

"You are it!" He Peiyuan didn't give any chance, wiping her tears and complained.

Yang Jingxing tried his best: "Then you always give me a chance to explain. Why don't you just draw conclusions without listening to me?"

"You just lied to me." He Peiyuan's face became a little cleaner, and her tears seemed to have stopped. She looked to the right in front of her with a sad and disappointed look, not even bothering to straighten her waist.

"Yuanyuan..." Yang Jingxing stood up and said, "At least I didn't lie to you."

He Peiyuan blinked her eyes full of grievance.

Yang Jingxing also said: "I really like you and really want you to be my girlfriend..."

"Don't force me!" He Peiyuan suddenly got angry again: "Who are you pretending to be? I know, I know! I've seen it!" She complained strongly, tears falling again.

"Yes, I don't deny it." Yang Jingxing nodded and once again refreshed his bottom line: "But I also have you in my heart."

It is estimated that Yang Jingxing's words were beyond people's imagination and tolerance. He Peiyuan did not react at all. She still looked as normal and sad as before, and did not treat him specially under special circumstances.

Yang Jingxing should still have a trace of conscience. Instead of being confident, he was apologetic: "Yes in the past, and maybe now, in my heart... But what I want to face with you is tomorrow is the future, not the past and the present."

He Peiyuan shook her head a little dullly, seeming to be even more disappointed.

Yang Jingxing nodded: "Yes, it will make you face a lot of problems...but I will do my best to make your efforts worthwhile."

He Peiyuan finally looked at Yang Jingxing, but her tone was: "Are you negotiating terms?"

Yang Jingxing shook his head sincerely: "I am saying what I am willing to do for the person I like, and I hope you will do it for me... let's face it together."

He Peiyuan stopped confronting her and revealed her trump card: "The love I want is not this kind." Her tone felt a little sad.

Yang Jingxing was still self-aware, he was speechless and looked simply lonely.

He Peiyuan didn't cry anymore. It was quite quiet in the car. Pedestrians were rushing outside on the shoulder of the road and vehicles were flowing on the main road.

After two minutes of silence, He Peiyuan suddenly said: "Let's drive." Her tone was already friendly, as if she had forgiven the rascal.

Yang Jingxing adjusted his sitting posture, pressed his hands on his legs to warm up his muscles, and then thought of returning the bag to He Peiyuan.

It must be He Peiyuan's beloved bag. She took it back gently as if she was apologizing for not using it to hit the gangster.

Yang Jingxing, who had already made up his mind, drove back to the main road, and the car continued to be quiet.

People are so unlucky that they have to drink cold water and their teeth are blocked. They are only one second away from being the first car in line and waiting for a minute at the red light. They both looked at the countdown. When they saw half a minute, He Peiyuan looked at Yang Jingxing and felt kindhearted: "Today

Just pretend it never happened." He was sincere and there was no hint of anger in his tone.

Yang Jingxing looked at He Peiyuan: "Really?"

He Peiyuan nodded.

"Okay." Yang Jingxing placed the tissue bag and straightened his sitting posture: "Yuanyuan..."

He Peiyuan looked at Yang Jingxing with an expression indicating that she was willing to communicate normally, but her eyes were a little red.

Yang Jingxing also looked at the girl: "Will you be my girlfriend?"

It was hopeless. He Peiyuan was shocked, but she had practiced it. She was only shocked for two seconds, and the girl grinned, so brilliantly, with two sparkling tears falling from the corners of her eyes.

.The teardrops did not soak into the newly dry face, but rolled down to the chin so clearly and brightly.

Tears did not affect the bright smiles at all. He Peiyuan and Yang Jingxing looked at each other and smiled. They laughed for a while, shook their heads, and kept their smiles.

Yang Jingxing was mentally prepared again, nodded, turned the light green, and drove off with an expressionless face.

He Peiyuan wiped her tears with a tissue and complained: "I won't listen to you anymore."

Yang Jingxing changed the subject: "I have to go to Pingjing tomorrow, and I'll try my best to come back on Sunday."

He Peiyuan nodded softly: "...You don't need to tell me."

Yang Jingxing continued: "Liu Miao and Xia Xue are coming over on the 25th. They want to visit the Expo for two days. I promised them long ago, but they have been delaying... They will return to Pingjing to start school on the 28th."

He Peiyuan didn't hear it, wiped her tears and looked ahead.

Yang Jingxing showed off: "The second half of the year is really busy. I shouldn't have arranged so many things."

He Peiyuan ignored it.

Yang Jingxing didn't care: "What are your thoughts on this flash mob? Do you want to try anything... Just tell me as if it never happened."

He Peiyuan said: "Let's talk about it later."

Yang Jingxing went back again: "You really don't want to buy snacks anymore? Your parents don't like it?"

He Peiyuan said: "Next time... I'll go by myself, with Ruirui."

Yang Jingxing smiled: "I think Grandma Xiang is quite cute... Do you like her or hate her?"

He Peiyuan shook her head, fearing misunderstanding: "I don't want to talk about this."

Yang Jingxing nodded: "Okay, what do you want to say and draw a circle for me."

He Peiyuan doesn’t paint.

The car was quiet for a while, and then He Peiyuan spoke: "I want to ask you something that has nothing to do with today."

Yang Jingxing nodded: "What?"

He Peiyuan was still a little hesitant: "...have you asked Lao Qi?"

Yang Jingxing didn't understand: "What are you asking?"

He Peiyuan looked at Yang Jingxing: "The one named Xie."

Yang Jingxing shook his head: "I didn't ask."

He Peiyuan asked again: "Then you didn't know before?"

Yang Jingxing shook his head: "That was the first time I met this person... I felt like he didn't have any special identity, he was probably just an ordinary friend."

He Peiyuan was curious: "Why?"

Yang Jingxing couldn't explain: "Feeling."

He Peiyuan said nothing.

Yang Jingxing revealed: "So I'm really not using you."

He Peiyuan immediately straightened her back and became angry: "That's not what I meant!"

Yang Jingxing replied: "Okay, okay."

He Peiyuan forcefully explained: "That's not the case at all... I won't speak anymore... Then you still want to go to Denmark!?" She frowned and stared at the driver.

"Denmark?" Yang Jingxing understood: "Did you hear what Qi Qingnuo said? She just said it casually."

He Peiyuan nodded: "What a tacit understanding."

Yang Jingxing was shameless: "You didn't promise me, and you're still jealous?"
To be continued...