The cars were placed parallel to each other close to the window, which did hinder the simple atmosphere of the glorious bar. More importantly, it also made things difficult for the novice female driver. He Peiyuan had to observe and figure out how to get back on the road first. It was really a dilemma, and she could not help but complain on her face and mutter in her mouth.

Yang Jingxing once again acted as a gentle and good coach: "It's easier to back out, swing forward first, and when you're almost there, just park on the side..."

Nian Qing and Qi Qingnuo lost their loyalty. Not only did they not make any suggestions, they also stood far away, as if they didn't know each other.

Yang Jingxing enthusiastically helped his girlfriend gain popularity: "Get in the car, don't be afraid." There was also door service.

Obviously reluctant to do so, the two companions got into the car lukewarmly, not saying a polite word.

Yang Jingxing was still inexperienced. He had forgotten details such as closing the car door for the leader. He was in a hurry to get into the co-pilot to maintain a sense of presence: "Take the direction first and then drive the car. Do more...turn back quickly. The purpose is to show your butt..."

In fact, He Peiyuan's hands and feet have become more proficient. She gently shifts into reverse gear and looks at the screen for a while. She still has ideas to chat with the back: "Qing'er, are you verbose when driving?"

Nian Qing didn't seem to care about this kind of thing, and thought for a moment: "Sometimes..."

Qi Qingnuo had already seen that the driver was capable, so he relaxed his posture and breathed a sigh of relief: "You are in the same boat, I sympathize with you."

While the car was reversing, He Peiyuan had to turn around and take a quick look: "I can find fault with anything, so I won't talk anymore."

It seems that Qi Qingnuo is one step ahead.

Nian Qing also maintains his own advantages.

The man in the front passenger seat was leading the race, but after careful consideration he still gave up: "Pay attention to the front."

What should I do if the front of the car is too close to the wall? He Peiyuan hesitated for a moment and shifted into forward gear. She was so angry that she didn't care about winning or losing: "The front of the car is twice as long as mine."

It was his own fault. Yang Jingxing said more carefully: "There is no need to go forward. It will be fine if you get back on track and continue."

"Don't blame me if you hit me." He Peiyuan changed the direction as if on purpose.

Yang Jingxing still said softly: "You can't even break two bricks when your car crashes, but it won't be worth it..." As he said this, he turned around to pay for the back seat, but what he saw was Nian Qing grinning at the leader without saying a word.

But Yu was unfathomable, so he quickly hid back.

"Shouldn't you treat me?" Qi Qingnuo's voice almost caught up with him, and he made a decisive decision: "Benchmark settlement, write it off today."

Most of He Peiyuan's thoughts were on reversing the car: "...What account?"

Nian Qing was also so embarrassed: "Whose guest are you inviting?"

"Of course you invite me." Qi Qingnuo was almost angry: "They call it shared responsibility."

It was definitely not a good thing. He Peiyuan refused first and then said: "We are the same size..."

"You can use it." Yang Jingxing said without hesitation: "Make it a habit to turn on the turn signal."

No matter what the account is, safety must come first when riding in the same car, let’s not talk about it for now. Although He Peiyuan’s foot has no depth when stepping on the sustain pedal, the brake control is relatively moderate, and the bumps on the road shoulder under the rear wheel are still acceptable.

Without making my partner's face change too much, the car then reversed more slowly. After a while, the front wheel landed quite gently.

Yang Jingxing was the first to cheer: "Full marks."

He Peiyuan's face looked relaxed and a little proud: "Making a fuss out of a molehill."

Is it true that even if we share hardships together, Qi Qingnuo doesn't even settle the score: "Listen to the CD."

Yang Jingxing touched the bag at his feet and took out the new album. He replaced the "Symphony No. 7 of Rautavaara" in the CD-ROM drive that he hadn't helped his girlfriend finish the second appreciation of. Let's start playing it from the first song "Easy".

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Although I was reluctant to choose high-end goods at the beginning, the speakers of this car are not bad, giving the short electric guitar intro of the song an immersive and enveloping feeling. Then Fu Feirong's voice rang out: "Overpasses, communities, and squares surround the thatched cottage.

, Longmen Array, Bamboo Chairs, Tea Jars are infecting the rush..." The digital carrier seems to highlight the characteristics of the singer's voice more than the brilliant live singing.

There is a new song composed and arranged by 402, but the two people in the back seat don’t seem to find it new, and they don’t even have a kind word. What’s even more annoying is that Nian Qing loses the patience even after hearing a few words, and lowers the window to watch.

Went outside: "There's no one left..."

Although this parking lot with about a hundred seats is a bit shabby, business is booming. Not only are there many restaurants nearby, but bars have also grown in size in the past two years. However, there are no drivers waiting there.

He Peiyuan felt that it shouldn't be the case: "There was a row of advertisements before, and I picked up four or five ads and threw them away. You can make the call yourself."

"Let's see again." Yang Jingxing said calmly, "Drive in and give me your seat."

Fortunately, there were two people wearing driving uniforms at the entrance. He Peiyuan asked the car owner again: "Just call them?" and prepared to park.

Nian Qing announced: "Give me your car and you can take him back."

"Ah..." He Peiyuan's train of thought was too late to turn, but she released the brake first: "Are you driving mine?"

Nian Qing is not particular about it: "This is fine too."

"I'm going home." He Peiyuan's resistance was obvious: "The things are still in the car and I will go to work tomorrow."

Nian Qing reasoned: "You take the things, it's his business whether you let them back or not."

"That's fine." The reason Yang Jingxing accepted it was: "Try not to let strangers get on the bus, especially you."

"Then you call me an acquaintance." He Peiyuan also explained to her partner: "There is an aunt who drives for me. I have known her for several years. She even knows what she does."

The two partners had no opinion, and Nian Qing just reminded: "Turn left."

He Peiyuan was a little skeptical: "I remember it seems...oh, it's this way."

Nian Qing didn't know what Qi Qingnuo said: "Where are you stopping?"

Carefully turning the corner where land is at a premium, the car stopped in front of her 87119. He Peiyuan was still thinking of a solution: "Ask Aunt Wu. If it's not far away, just wait a moment."

"That's annoying." Nian Qing opened the door and got out of the car: "Key!"

He Peiyuan looked quite unhappy, because she was wrapped in her boyfriend's lap, and the guy took out the keychain in one go. How could he get the keys out of the iron ring like he was drinking?

Yang Jingxing got out of the car, unlocked it first and handed the key to Nian Qing. Then he went directly to open the trunk of his girlfriend's car and took out the luggage. When he came back, he stuffed it into the back seat of his own car.

It was a done deal in the blink of an eye, and He Peiyuan, who got out of the car, could only accept the reality: "Then please pay attention..."

Nian Qing said confidently: "I won't pay any compensation anyway."

"It's not a car, it's a person." He Peiyuan still had to smile: "He taught me that sometimes I would rather crash a car..." It's better not to say it, she hates crow's mouth the most.

The song "Comfort" lasts for more than four minutes and forty seconds on the CD. Although the song is not that casual, the acoustic guitar outro is really "comfortable". Most of the notes are left in the car, and a few active ones start from half-open.

The left front door jumped out slightly and floated over the parking lot, which was far away from the neon lights.

The three men and one woman standing by the car seemed to be attracted by this sound effect for a while, and they became quiet and listened. However, the guitarist in the car seemed to have finally fallen asleep through self-hypnosis, and the only thing left in the scene was the dull engine idling.

"Are you leaving?" Nian Qing opened the door of the Lavida, showing no interest in the second song playing in the BMW.

He Peiyuan is still quite responsible: "Where's yours?"

Qi Qingnuo pointed in the general direction with his chin and then put his hands in his pockets to close his coat a little, whether it was because he was afraid of the cold or because it was too dark: "Quickly, we still have two people to play."

Nian Qing grinned happily: "I'm tired and I don't want to accompany you."

Qi Qingnuo stared: "What did you two say all the way? Don't I ask clearly?"

"No." He Peiyuan felt so guilty: "I don't care about you, let's go."

Yang Jingxing got on the bus first, and when he opened the door, he said in passing: "Safety first." There was no response.

He Peiyuan stood in the car door and shouted to her companions: "Do you want a CD? There are two more."

"Bring one tomorrow." Qi Qingnuo said simply.

He Peiyuan got into the car, closed the door, pulled the seat belt, fixed her gaze on the man's face, and fumbled to insert the lock buckle.

Yang Jingxing realized something interesting: "Let's go back to Yuanyuan's house first, okay?"

He Peiyuan's determined expression did not soften and she put into gear and started.

Yang Jingxing was so bold that he directly dug into his girlfriend's bag: "Where's the fan?"

"What are you doing?" He Peiyuan had a sense of humor: "Hot? Excited? Excited!"

"You're so excited." Yang Jingxing snorted coldly, looking like he didn't deserve a beating. He looked at his girlfriend and complained, "Why did you do this all of a sudden? What did you think?"

He Peiyuan hummed: "Ask them."

Yang Jingxing frowned: "What do you think? What do you ask them?"

The two of them were not on the same channel, so He Peiyuan had to adjust: "...it's not me! They are coming!"

Whatever the situation, Yang Jingxing is not easy to deceive: "They don't know."

Someone wanted to wrongly accuse him. Mr. He Peiyuan got angry and organized a debate again: "...You want me to take leave!" He was about to explode.

Yes, this is the most important thing. Yang Jingxing immediately put on a smile and said, "Is it agreed?"

"I won't go!" He Peiyuan preferred: "I'll sleep at home and watch handsome guys with Li Diya!"

"Did you tell your family?" Yang Jingxing said to himself: "I just went to express my feelings to your parents."

He Peiyuan is so funny: "What's your attitude?"

"Let Yuanyuan go back happily." Yang Jingxing could not wait to sing: "Let Yuanyuan fall in love with Jiuchun, a good place."

Puhai girl had a disdainful expression, and then she felt something was wrong: "...The song is off! Keep your voice down."

Yang Jingxing found another way and pressed pause.

He Peiyuan also had an idea. She tried her best to get into an interrogation posture, adjusted her buttocks, and started over: "Do you think I asked them to come?"

Yang Jingxing's imagination is limited: "No?"
To be continued...