"No, I sent it to many people!" He Peiyuan was not allowed to be fooled, and said: "You sent it to me first, and I will reply to you, it seems!"

Yang Jingxing took a step back: "What about the year before last?"

"Really?" He Peiyuan continued to hold her boyfriend's arm and leaned her body onto his shoulder, so that she could observe her boyfriend's eyes up close.

Yang Jingxing nodded: "It was specially sent to me, saying that I went to the Spring Festival Gala and that I admired me."

"Only ghosts admire you..."

There was another quarrel, but He Peiyuan still refused to admit it, because she still had some impressions. She remembered that it was after Tong Lei appeared on the stage, she arranged the song 402: "...it doesn't count, let's repeat it!"

Yang Jingxing was really at a loss: "I said it several times..."

He Peiyuan was too lazy to talk nonsense, so she simply put her chin on the rogue's shoulder since her mouth was so close to the rogue's face, so she stretched her neck to express it again, and this time the expression was more serious and loud.

"Okay?"

Yang Jingxing thought about it again. It turned out that when he was helping Tong Yichun rehearse, he was very busy that day and Shao Fangjie was picked up by the special police. At that time, he was not familiar with it and felt a little relieved, so He Peiyuan asked if Shao Fangjie got home safely and sent a text message to the producer.

: "...You don't remember, right? Does it count?"

He Peiyuan frowned: "Does this count? Isn't your private money too meaningless?"

Yang Jingxing said: "What's more important is this text message, I will take you home and we talked a lot."

He Peiyuan was wary and even regretful: "What are you talking about?"

Yang Jingxing still remembered roughly, because that was when he just started to get to know each other better: "...you said you were walking with your mother and heard that someone committed suicide."

He Peiyuan was not sure: "Which time was it?"

Yang Jingxing nodded.

He Peiyuan smiled, used her chin as a fulcrum and tilted her head outward to see her boyfriend's face more fully: "Is there any more? The text message is gone, right?"

Yang Jingxing saw through it: "It's useless to stimulate the generals, let's do something practical."

He Peiyuan pursed her lips and became angry. She was only a little bit angry, so she might as well sacrifice it again.

Yang Jingxing remembered again. There was a time when He Peiyuan went to school on 306 to observe the rehearsal of the Steel Association. He Peiyuan was unable to go because she had something to do, so she sent a text message to the composer.

There are also earlier...

He Peiyuan seemed to believe it, but she refused to kiss her. Instead, she softly and sincerely sighed: "You are so perverted."

Yang Jingxing smiled: "You can't blame me entirely for being a pervert. The main reason is that Yuanyuan has her own special characteristics."

He Peiyuan didn't understand but was still dissatisfied: "Why?"

Yang Jingxing said: "Because Yuanyuan is special to me."

He Peiyuan smiled, feeling happy for her predecessors: "Do you remember every bit of it more clearly?"

"You have a good memory." Yang Jingxing did not deny it: "Actually, I think it's okay to remember clearly and think about it. If you still think about it if you don't remember it clearly or remember too little, then you are worried."

He Peiyuan didn't understand: "Is there any?"

Yang Jingxing was bored: "The lyrics are written in a way that the vague moments are the moments when I miss them the most, leaving only a kiss..."

He Peiyuan nodded: "Then who do you miss most?"

Yang Jingxing said: "Of course I am my girlfriend for only two days."

He Peiyuan pouted: "Break up!"

Yang Jingxing glared: "Looking for a fight."

"Hit me!" He Peiyuan raised her calves onto the sofa and pushed Yang Jingxing down with all her strength. It turned out that the intimate posture held for so long had a purpose.

He was pinned down by his girlfriend again just like yesterday, but Yang Jingxing was not in a hurry and just stared at the girl.

He Peiyuan had already felt it, so she made it clear that there was no need to discuss it: "Only psychological."

Yang Jingxingle: "I am satisfied."

He Peiyuan also asked: "Just a moment, ten minutes."

Yang Jingxing nodded.

He Peiyuan put her face down on her boyfriend's shoulder and stopped moving.

Yang Jingxing still has to do it himself...

A few minutes later, He Peiyuan's right shoulder pressed against Yang Jingxing's chin, and her forehead rested on the pillow above Yang Jingxing's head to ensure there was room under her face to breathe. Although the left and right strokes were gentle and passive, He Peiyuan's breath

Still a little anxious: "What are you thinking about now?"

Yang Jingxing was right: "I miss Yuanyuan."

He Peiyuan's legs joined together again and kept it together, humming in a voice that only the people around her could hear: "Do you want to come back yesterday?"

Yang Jingxing Yeah.

He Peiyuan didn't understand: "What should I do?" Her legs relaxed.

Yang Jingxing said: "There's nothing we can do."

He Peiyuan tightened the grip again.

Yang Jingxing was so courageous: "Do you want to?"

He Peiyuan relaxed all over. After a while, she chanted at a volume that was difficult for Yang Jingxing to hear clearly: "A little bit... I don't want to be separated from you anymore."

Yang Jingxing thought: "It feels good now."

He Peiyuan hummed relatively clearly.

The movements of Yang Jingxing's hands were a bit bigger, and they were already placed on both sides of his girlfriend's buttocks.

He Peiyuan spoke more clearly: "How long ago did you and Lao Qi have an affair?"

Yang Jingxing stopped moving: "We are us and they are them. Some people have sex as soon as they meet, and some people refuse before marriage. You still want to refer to it!"

He Peiyuan means: "I don't want to be so fast."

Yang Jingxing said: "Qi Qingnuo and I are not happy either."

He Peiyuan moved herself: "...I want you to feel comfortable."

Yang Jingxing felt numb: "I also want you to feel comfortable."

He Peiyuan refused: "I don't want to."

Yang Jingxing defended: "I want you to accept it, otherwise you will feel uncomfortable."

He Peiyuan moved her legs again: "...You can do it yourself when you come back tonight."

Yang Jingxing smiled: "Not that hungry, that's not the purpose."

He Peiyuan inquired about privacy again: "How long have you been missing?"

Yang Jingxing was simply shy: "...Not on Wednesday."

"How long?"

"That's a long time."

He Peiyuan even moved her waist: "What should I do?" She was still a little worried.

Yang Jingxing said: "It's not a problem that needs to be solved immediately. If you don't rush, nothing will happen."

He Peiyuan relaxed, seemed to have rested for a while, and then hummed: "I will kiss you, you can do it yourself, okay?" She was not confident.

Yang Jingxing realized something: "It would be too selfish not to do anything."

"Not selfish, I agree." He Peiyuan was so generous: "I don't see it."

"I'm not so hungry." Yang Jingxing doubted, "I might still feel a sense of loss."

"Why?" He Peiyuan became academic and her voice became louder.

Yang Jingxing felt: "I have consumed this excitement and experienced it alone...it's boring."

He Peiyuan seemed to emphasize: "I kiss you."

Yang Jingxing was shameless: "I'll kiss you, you do it yourself."

He Peiyuan could still shake her head while lying like this: "...I only get excited when you are particularly excited, but I don't want to do it now."

"So." Yang Jingxing boasted, "That's what I mean too."

He Peiyuan was in a dilemma: "What should we do?"

Yang Jingxing said: "Just like this... it can solve our urgent needs, even if it means drinking poison to quench our thirst."

He Peiyuan chuckled.

Yang Jingxing reminded: "Don't just talk."

He Peiyuan complained: "The gangsters..." but they started fighting each other again.

After a few more minutes, the two of them were standing. Yang Jingxing was obviously excited and wanted to rub his girlfriend into one with him. He Peiyuan was also a little bit confused, but her legs were still exerting force as they lost their aim.

There was a heated exchange between lips and tongues, and He Peiyuan suddenly pulled her mouth away forcefully, and poked her boyfriend's shoulder with her chin: "I'll use my hand!"
Chapter completed!