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Chapter 1151 Can't(2/2)

Yang Jingxing was still afraid of serious consequences and quickly comforted him: "Oh, you can't even think about it?"

"No." He Peiyuan was uncompromising and looked at the scoundrel as if he had just thought about it. He was guilty of the same crime!

Yang Jingxing was very obedient, so he made up his mind: "I don't want to, I don't want to, I don't want to kiss Yuanyuan, Himalayan monkey..."

He Peiyuan's punching movements are quite fast, and this time it is not a deterrent. A solid small jab with the right hand, fast in and out, only moving the arm but not moving the body, and successfully hits the rogue's left shoulder joint. However, He Peiyuan

Still not professional enough. After withdrawing her punch, her hand was protecting her neck instead of her head. Her face was wide open. It seemed that she wanted to upgrade her eyes to intimidate the opponent, or she wanted to prove that she was a reputable and righteous person.

fist.

Yang Jingxing looked at the girl with fresh eyes, and smiled as he looked at her. He said with a smile: "The world today is so outrageous, girlfriends beating boyfriends."

He Peiyuan raised her chin, and her intimidation turned into ridicule: "Are you from Weichuang?"

Yang Jingxing smiled.

He Peiyuan stopped smiling and didn't look at Yang Jingxing. She seemed to have some prejudice against the table in front of her.

Yang Jingxing felt: "Is there another thread connected, the red thread?"

He Peiyuan protected her right arm with her left hand, showing resistance.

Yang Jingxing said, "Just hit me twice more."

He Peiyuan remained unmoved.

Yang Jingxing remembered: "Oh, I haven't thought about it yet..."

"Ah..." He Peiyuan burst into tears and seemed to have reached the limit of her patience: "Can't you talk properly?"

Yang Jing's behavior is difficult: "No, I'm a little unsure about my identity, what identity says what, am I a suitor, a quasi-boyfriend ready to become a regular, or am I waiting for fate to judge whether I am guilty or innocent...

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"What do you think?" He Peiyuan's eyes still seemed to have positive expectations or encouragement for the rogue.

Yang Jingxing did not dare to waste the opportunity and tried to be cautious: "I think he is at least an approved suitor."

He Peiyuan said in a normal tone: "That's what you say."

Yang Jingxing was very satisfied: "Okay, let's make it qualitative...then we'll do the quantitative thing."

He Peiyuan became vigilant again: "You are not allowed to..."

Yang Jingxing nodded: "Okay, you tell me first, what if I don't agree?"

He Peiyuan was in trouble again. She couldn't seem to remember anything specific, but she still thought about it very seriously and hard: "...I'll give you an example. It doesn't necessarily mean you. For example, sending flowers in public would be very boring to me."

Yang Jingxing nodded with difficulty: "Okay, I promise you this, I promise you reluctantly, but I will also say something..."

He Peiyuan immediately regretted it and shook her head repeatedly: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, you wouldn't be like this in the first place, you are not this kind of person."

Yang Jingxing was obviously provocative: "Really? Are you sure."

After all, He Peiyuan is a girl, timid and lacks courage. It seems that she wants to say something harsh but can't...

"I promise not to send flowers in public." Yang Jingxing is a businessman: "You have to promise me that I will accept the things I send in private."

He Peiyuan shook her head again: "No, if I don't accept gifts, you are not allowed to give them, especially expensive gifts."

Yang Jingxing was helpless: "You might as well say I can't do anything."

He Peiyuan asked: "Can I only give gifts to pursue girls?"

Yang Jingxing reasoned: "The purpose of giving gifts is not to chase after someone is good or not, but the process, the fun, making the girl you like happy, the sense of accomplishment and happiness..."

He Peiyuan is so heartless: "I'm not happy, it's not a gift from my boyfriend, my real boyfriend."

Yang Jingxing nodded: "Okay, neither flowers nor gifts..."

He Peiyuan saw hope: "Are you afraid?"
Chapter completed!
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