Yang Jingxing followed He Peiyuan to wash his hands, but He Peiyuan went to the bathroom first. Yang Rascal stole some of the boyfriend treatment and waited for the girl in front of the sink.

He Peiyuan came out very quickly, but of course she was not happy: "What are you doing?"

Yang Jingxing took it for granted: "Waiting for you."

He Peiyuan felt tired and seemed to be tired of dealing with it, so she washed her hands.

After the girl looked at the hand sanitizer and hand cream, Yang Jingxing asked, "Is this good?"

"It's a famous brand." He Peiyuan was impatient: "You don't understand even if I tell you."

Yang Jingxing boasted: "My advantage is that I don't know how to learn."

"Xiaojie said that her husband..." He Peiyuan laughed happily when she mentioned someone else: "I bought her a set of Helena."

"What?" Yang Jingxing was really modest: "Isn't it right?"

He Peiyuan sighed: "Just say you don't understand...what does your mother use?"

Yang Jingxing shook his head: "I don't know, I've never been filial in this regard."

He Peiyuan washed her hands carefully: "Stop learning, it's strange for men to understand. There are specialties in the art, but Xiaojie's husband only half understands it..."

Yang Jingxing was angry: "Why are you talking about Officer Yan? I think he is a role model for men and worthy of all of us learning from him."

He Peiyuan rolled her eyes: "Are you good at learning? Officer Yan is self-taught and doesn't need to be taught, because he works hard."

Yang Jingxing was angry: "Did I buy the wrong lipstick? You won't give me a chance if you don't accept it."

He Peiyuan asked: "Then do you know the difference between round tubes and square tubes? How many series are there of round tubes? What color number did you buy?"

Yang Jingxing was angry: "Do you understand education? If we educators are like you, we will only shut out those who love music. In fact, it is ourselves who will lose. Education must be step-by-step and guided."

He Peiyuan was emotionless: "If you don't want education... use it more."

Yang Jingxing didn't dare to refuse the girl, so he took the hand cream, squeezed some and applied it on his hands.

He Peiyuan must have noticed the reluctance on the scoundrel's face: "...we are still talking about education. Do you know how to be a role model? The piano department takes the lead in playing basketball, which is education?"

Yang Jingxing was unconvinced: "It's sensational. Exercise is a good thing and your body is capital."

He Peiyuan then taught: "There are many ways to exercise, you can run. Look at your dumbbells, they look like crazy. If something happens to you one day, if you look at Director Yang, Pu Yin will cry like a ghost."

Yang Jingxing was amused: "...if I catch you, how do you think Pu Yin will react?"

He Peiyuan seemed to have not thought about this possibility. She was suddenly frightened and looked at Yang Jingxing: "...They must think I am blind!"

Yang Jingxing chuckled: "I even went out of my way to please Professor Yi during the morning meeting." He Peiyuan's teacher was promoted to associate professor before the age of fifty, and could barely be regarded as a famous teacher. Although Professor Yi has no interest in the so-called new folk music,

But he also had some contacts with Yang Jingxing. When Miki Nakai brought Japanese folk music performers to Puyin, Professor Yi had in-depth exchanges with the shamisen players, and was invited to visit and give lectures in Japan several times. But this time Yang Jingxing

For the Second Symphony, Professor Yi was very supportive.

Although He Peiyuan was not a very good student in school, she still respected her teachers, so she was frightened by Yang Jingxing: "What did you say?"

Yang Jingxing looked like he was swearing to God: "I didn't say anything, but they seemed to know something."

He Peiyuan looked at the rogue with an expression about to cry.

Yang Jingxing comforted him again: "Maybe I'm overthinking it. They didn't actually say anything, so they just mentioned you twice more."

He Peiyuan was speechless, but she still held on to a glimmer of hope: "...Where is Lao Qi?"

Yang Jingxing nodded: "Of course she is the protagonist... Actually it doesn't matter, you have to know sooner or later."

"Of course you are fine." He Peiyuan was very painful: "What about me?"

Yang Jingxing said, "Just think of it as a sacrifice for the Department of Folk Music. I will become the son-in-law of the Department of Folk Music. From now on, Professor Yi, Professor Zhan, Professor Feng, Professor Zhao and others will not be so polite when they ask me to do something for them."

He Peiyuan stamped her feet and complained with a grimace: "You are shameless!"

Yang Jingxing reminded: "If you find that you are more popular when you go back to school, be sure to calm down and don't get angry."

He Peiyuan was really scared: "What on earth did you say?"

Yang Jingxing comforted him again: "I'm still a director after all. What can I say? I can be shameless and you still want me, but can I lose your people?"

He Peiyuan didn't believe it: "How would the school know if you didn't tell me?"

Yang Jingxing overestimated: "This kind of thing spreads from ten to ten. If you get into my car at work, if it gets to school, you might go to my house."

He Peiyuan was helpless, panicked and desperate: "...are you happy?"

"It's a bit." Yang Jingxing said shamelessly, "But if you are not happy, you are really happy when you are happy, so I have to work hard to turn bad news into good news."

He Peiyuan panicked and was furious: "What bad news and good news..."

Yang Jingxing guided: "As long as you accept me, bad news will become good news, and rumors will become good news, so attitude determines everything..."

"What a beautiful idea!" He Peiyuan was in a dilemma and could only vent: "You did it on purpose!"

Yang Jingxing looked at the girl, then looked at the mirror, and said, "She is really angry and very beautiful."

He Peiyuan glanced at the mirror with hatred, and then raised her hand to attack herself. Judging from the fierce look, it seemed that she was trying to scratch her pretty face. The attack was so heavy that her eyes were deformed with the tips of her fingers.

Yang Jingxing quickly grabbed the girl's wrist and compromised: "Okay, okay, ugly, ugly as hell, that's it."

What a pale lie. He Peiyuan is still bitter and resentful.

Face to face so close, and still controlling one of the girl's hands, there seemed to be something wrong with Yang Jingxing's eyes, and he didn't smile in a mean way.

After a brief confirmation, He Peiyuan twisted her shoulders and grabbed her wrist, protesting: "Let go."

Yang Jingxing actually didn't use any force: "Then I'm not allowed to use violence against the things I like."

Seeing that she was still being controlled, He Peiyuan ruthlessly revealed: "It was you who was violent."

Yang Jingxing looked into the girl's eyes, smiled, and his hands became lighter.

He Peiyuan wanted to defend herself, but couldn't find the right words for a while, so she took her hand back and prepared an accusing expression.

Yang Jingxing suddenly grabbed his hands, and he had the advantage of long arms. Moreover, he was playing with two 50-kilogram dumbbells. He pulled the slender girl with such a gentle stroke, as if she was nothing, and she was placed facing each other and hugging her chest.

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Fortunately, although Yang Jingxing's movements were easy but not very fast, He Peiyuan had the instinctive reaction time and instinctively sacrificed her hands to protect her head and body movements.

In just one or two seconds, under the warm-colored mirror lights, the man and woman who were at war with each other before looked like they were embracing each other. Of course, the actual situation was that Yang Jingxing was holding He Peiyuan's shoulders and back, and He Peiyuan was

His hands were raised against Yang Jingxing's chest, and combined with his arms and elbows, they formed a barrier so that the two people's trunks did not come into close contact.

It was originally static and lasted for two seconds, but Yang Jingxing was not satisfied. It seemed that he wanted to pull He Peiyuan tighter, and he lowered his head to see He Peiyuan's face buried in front of him.

I moved when the enemy moved. He Peiyuan buried her head and tried hard to push away with her hands. She probably felt the outline of the enemy's muscles. The girl's palm turned into a fist, reducing the contact area and touch.

For a brief moment, the situation changed slightly. Yang Jingxing failed to steal the chicken but suffered a small loss. He Peiyuan's fists were placed at the height of her own chest, almost eliminating the contact between the two bodies. The top of He Peiyuan's head was slightly higher than Yang Jingxing's chin.

, so you need to open up a little bit, and breathe gently caressing the base of Yang Jingxing's neck.

Yang Jingxing probably didn't dare to steal the chicken again, and He Peiyuan probably couldn't figure out the enemy's true and false intentions, so the two of them stood still again.

Yang Jingxing still couldn't hold his breath. He still wanted to see Měi Nu. On the basis of maintaining the current progress, the scoundrel pulled his chin and pulled back his neck, trying to create an angle of sight.

He Peiyuan was so powerful. She took advantage of her unpreparedness and raised her fists to her chin. She changed from protecting her chest to protecting her face. She felt at ease when her face was buried in her hands. She even shook her neck, but her movements were weak and her voice was weak.

The feeling of being at the end of the fight: "Don't force me, give me some time."

Yang Jingxing thought about it for a while, but he didn't push too hard and said gently: "Okay."

After a few seconds of silence, He Peiyuan spoke again: "Then let go." After all, she was surrounded, and her tone was still slightly weak.

Yang Jingxing seemed reluctant to let go. He hesitated for a moment before slowly letting go of his embrace, and then pulled her hair out again. In the end, his hands that withdrew did not forget to hold another hand on the girl's shoulders.

The enemy had completely retreated, but He Peiyuan seemed uneasy. She actually turned around in a defensive posture. After turning around, she was still protecting her face with her hands. However, this posture looked a bit like wiping tears, which was quite pitiful. Especially when He Peiyuan stepped back.

The back view of the seat is really full of humiliation. The high-spirited mood of měi nu who used to justly scold the consultant is gone. It seems that he doesn't even dare to take a big step. He is so lonely and heavy that it makes people feel distressed.

Yang Jingxing was not as arrogant as a villain. He followed He Peiyuan and waited for He Peiyuan to sit down before he sat down. He Peiyuan had a shameless face. She didn't know whether she was angry or because she had no face to see others. It seemed that she had no face to see others, because her neck and body were not that good.

tall and straight.

Yang Jingxing whispered: "Yuanyuan..."

He Peiyuan's face turned a little, feeling a little angry despite being aggrieved. She raised her eyes to show that she heard Yang Jingxing speak.

Yang Jingxing looked at the girl and seemed to have nothing to say: "...can I pick you up tomorrow?"

He Peiyuan looked at Yang Jingxing again, and did not refuse decisively immediately. It seemed that she was sincere after a moment's consideration: "You said it yourself, I just got into your car... If you do that every day, what will others think?"

"It doesn't matter what other people think." Yang Jingxing was still eager: "Focus needs to be aware of the focus. Just like celebrities, those bastards will talk about whoever you associate with... I just want you to have promised me."

"I didn't!" He Peiyuan felt aggrieved and explained uneasily: "...I only promise you to consider it for a while."

Yang Jingxing nodded: "So you can't refuse me to continue fighting for it, otherwise your consideration will be meaningless and become a castle in the air, right?"

After blinking twice while looking at each other, He Peiyuan still relaxed and expressed her position: "Strive for it does not mean that you have to pick me up from get off work..."

Yang Jingxing was willing to negotiate: "Then I'll take you to work?"

What's more, He Peiyuan stamped her feet under the table and shook her head repeatedly: "No!"

Yang Jingxing realized that he had been fooled and regretted: "Huh, I should have kissed you just now."

"How dare you..." He Peiyuan tried to cheer up: "You do that again..."
To be continued...