He Peiyuan turned her head away, looked at the car window, and said in an impatient tone: "I don't remember...where are you driving?"

Yang Jingxing said: "Old dock, take Zhongshan South Road, right?"

"Why go around so far." After He Peiyuan was disgusted, she still left some room: "It's okay, maybe it's better."

Yang Jingxing: "I'm a little worried now. I don't know how the food is. Don't mess it up."

He Peiyuan actually hasn't given up yet: "If I had known earlier, I would have put on makeup as thickly as the foundation!"

Yang Jingxing was amused: "It's too late to think about this now. It's already as bad as a house."

He Peiyuan felt as if she had been pricked by a needle. She straightened her upper body and glared at the driver: "Don't be so pretentious! Okay, what you said... where is my eyeshadow?" She rummaged through her bag.

Yang Jingxing took a gamble: "Okay, if you have eyeshadow in your bag, I lose."

He Peiyuan took out one with her right hand and stabbed the driver as if stabbing: "What do you say? Take me home!"

Yang Jingxing shook his head, sighed and laughed: "I really lost to you...Am I two hundred and fifty? Mascara, you think I don't recognize you?"

He Peiyuan's arrogance suddenly disappeared, leaving only a little annoyance: "I forgot to bring it... I know I can't fool you, I haven't seen anything, there are so many girlfriends." The arrogance increased again.

Yang Jingxing explained painfully: "I've seen this in the dressing room and lounge countless times. How can your bag fit in such a big box?"

He Peiyuan glanced at Yang Jingxing: "Yes, with such a big box, I will definitely not be able to deceive you. Failure, failure."

Yang Jingxing thought about it: "The lipstick is still at home, will it expire?"

"It's expired." He Peiyuan had a gentle and even happy smile again: "Hey, do you like Lao Qi because she doesn't wear makeup? One of the reasons."

"No such reason." Yang Jingxing shook his head, and then took the initiative: "By the way, I haven't mentioned her yet, but it's also my first impression... In fact, my first impression of her is that I want to make friends with her. It is undeniable that she is very good-looking, but her

It looks good, feels a bit, does it purify the soul?" He Peiyuan seemed to need approval for this ignorant thing.

He Peiyuan nodded and looked serious: "They all said that her appearance makes people feel comfortable."

Yang Jingxing said yes: "I also think... Let me tell you, Miao Miao originally said that you are prettier than Nonuo, and I even criticized her."

He Peiyuan was so pleased that she suddenly felt refreshed: "Yes, it deserves criticism. It's just that she is prettier than me!"

Yang Jingxing shook his head repeatedly: "No, it's not that I'm prettier than you. I don't think we can compare like this. It's unfair for you two to compare your appearance to each other, and there should be no comparison at all. At your level, there is no distinction between superior and inferior at all. Comparison is just a matter of comparison.

Forcibly lower your level."

He Peiyuan's face was almost expressionless.

"Vulgar!" Yang Jingxing was furious.

He Peiyuan chuckled twice.

Yang Jingxing didn't realize the danger yet: "If I didn't know you and met you on the road, I would definitely look at each of you with one eye."

He Peiyuan regretted: "You didn't look good when you were at work. Now it's too late. Remember next time, just watch and watch enough."

"It's up to you now." Yang Jingxing was pleasantly surprised: "Are you jealous?"

He Peiyuan sneered and hummed, an octave higher.

Yang Jingxing still had to explain: "I am speaking from the perspective of memories... Forget it, let's not talk about it. I haven't eaten yet, so don't let me mess it up."

He Peiyuan seriously reminded: "Is there one more to go? You have been so obsessed with it that you forgot so quickly?"

Yang Jingxing pretended to be sentimental: "Then don't be angry."

He Peiyuan was funny: "Does it have anything to do with me? Why are you angry?"

Yang Jingxing sighed a little: "The first time I met Yu Xinting..."

He Peiyuan was pleasantly surprised: "Oh, it's Yu Xinting. I thought it was someone else."

Yang Jingxing still said: "That year before the Chinese New Year, I was preparing for the exam. When I saw Yu Xinting, I felt really distressed. The conditions of the piano room she rented were so poor, and the little girl was all alone..."

Is He Peiyuan in the mood: "Little girl, how young?"

Yang Jingxing felt good about himself: "I am a man...you are still a little girl in my eyes."

He Peiyuan bared her teeth and said: "...get out!" The pronunciation of her lips was a bit slow-motion.

Yang Jingxing: "Actually, you also know these things..."

He Peiyuan denied: "I don't know."

Yang Jingxing lost his playful smile and said, "It seems that I have almost confessed to you."

He Peiyuan immediately became alert: "...Who wants you to confess? Don't make a mistake!"

Yang Jingxing was angry again: "You didn't let me chase you? If I have to ask for your permission, do I still have a chance?"
Chapter completed!