It was already 1:30 in the morning when Yang Jingxing returned to International Famous Garden and opened the door and entered the house. When he changed his shoes, he saw He Peiyuan lying on the sofa and seemed to be asleep. On the mobile phone, he walked over lightly and squatted down to observe that the girl must have done some pre-bedtime work.

His face, even breathing, trembling eyelashes, and hair firmly clamped back, he kissed her gently, and then let go after a long time. It seemed that his girlfriend was really asleep, and Yang Jingxing wanted to steal the girl hidden inside his body.

She held a creative notebook with a pen, but she couldn't move it. The girl's arms were lifted up, but her fingers were holding tightly.

Yang Jingxing continued to kiss, all the way to the girl's neck...

Two minutes later, He Peiyuan seemed to be dreaming. She snorted and turned over from lying on her stomach to lying on her side. Her nostrils moved with clear breathing.

Even Yang Jingxing, a stinky gangster, couldn't stand it: "You might as well pout your little mouth!"

The girl was still sleeping peacefully. For one second, then two seconds, she finally "hummed" and suddenly turned her face towards the backrest. She couldn't turn around, so she turned over again and was buried in the backrest.

Yang Jingxing touched the still warm water cup on the coffee table: "The honey water was given to me? I drank it."

The girl was buried there and her buttocks and waist twitched, obviously she didn't agree with it.

Yang Jingxing cooed: "It's so sweet... take a bite."

The girl's hands and forearms have woken up and are resisting desperately, but other parts are still unable to move or function...

After several more minutes, Yang Jingxing seemed to be unable to wait any longer: "Take a shower first, it's so dirty."

He Peiyuan, who had finally tied up the gangster with her limbs tied up, would not let go easily: "Are you chewing gum?"

"Um."

"Who gave it to me?"

"A big beauty... put in the car."

He Peiyuan was suspicious: "It doesn't seem to be that smell."

Yang Jingxing stood up holding the koala: "Try again..."

In the middle of the night, the two of them were not afraid of wrestling on the stairs and even spinning around in circles.

When he went upstairs and entered the bedroom, he saw that his change of underwear and what he would wear tomorrow were neatly folded and placed on the bed, and his suitcase was also ready. Yang Jingxing admired but thought about it: "Where's yours?"

He Peiyuan was still simple: "What?"

"The battle robe..."

They were really reluctant to part, and Yang Jingxing quickly took off his clothes: "Will you be able to do it openly in the future?"

“What a beautiful thought!”

He Peiyuan came over after having dinner with her parents. She said she wanted to help her boyfriend, who had no time, to pack some things. Then because Yang Jingxing had to go home at two or three in the middle of the night and there was no one to see him off, she stayed overnight. The parents did not question or even

I didn’t care too much. It was around ten o’clock when He Peiyuan called me to report that he was safe.

In fact, Yang Jingxing is also timid: "Fortunately, I took two days off from the business trip, otherwise I would have felt guilty when I saw your mother. I would have thought that it was me who caused Yuanyuan to be ruined."

"Isn't it?"

What makes He Peiyuan even more unhappy is that she has been waiting alone in this room for four or five hours. It's really like a year. You, Yang Jingxing, are so free and happy. You must have taken advantage of the wine to get intimate with the female employees. Where are the photos?

It was just a brief report on the phone before, but Yang Jingxing took advantage of the shower to give a detailed report, especially Gan Kaicheng who was in the limelight tonight. When the meeting was over and leaving, the girls in Eyang all turned into fans to bid farewell to their idol. There are photos

prove.

He Peiyuan was very dissatisfied with the total of only five photos in her boyfriend's phone. She also thought that Zhang Yanhao and Cheng Yaoyao were not sincere enough and left the show without even watching it. It was too formal. Compared with the 402 red envelopes created for Hongxing,

What's the profit... Are you going to fight after taking a shower? Why are you so anxious?

Yes, fight, prepare for war!

He Peiyuan excused herself again. It was two o'clock and she had to get up early tomorrow. Forget it, go to bed early...

It's nice to go to bed early. It's almost three o'clock and we are still chatting. However, the lights have been turned off. He Peiyuan's body is no longer bent and she yawns more: "... Do you think you should post Spring Festival couplets?"

Yang Jingxing also used a coaxing tone: "Okay, I'll buy it when I get back the day after tomorrow."

"I wanted to buy something this afternoon, but I chose a lot of things I didn't like." He Peiyuan remembered: "Many people from the main group asked Yang Tongyu to write." Zhonghu from the Chinese National Orchestra is said to have a higher level of calligraphy.

Yang Jingxing thought for a moment: "Forget it, it seems pretentious if I ask for words. I won't be happy if Yuanyuan goes."

He Peiyuan read: "The clouds in the nine heavens are moving in Yongle, the mountains and rivers meet a close friend, and the people with both political integrity and talent are praised."

Yang Jingxing said: "Not as good as a talented man and a beautiful woman."

"Do you want to be shameless?" He Peiyuan said in a disgusted voice, "It's too common. If you tell me, he will definitely write a long and domineering one for you."

What Yang Jingxing was thinking was: "Let's buy a pair of peace, happiness, family and beauty."

He Peiyuan chuckled: "The wealth will be greatly improved."

Yang Jingxing realized: "Fight on your own."

He Peiyuan bent her legs and pressed her boyfriend's knees: "Honey... I put my China Merchants Bank card in your wallet."

Yang Jingxing turned sideways and hugged his girlfriend: "Reward me for doing well? Do it again."

He Peiyuan didn't have the energy to blow up, so she hummed softly: "I don't want you to sell yourself tomorrow."

Yang Jingxing comforted him: "It's just a meal, I don't want to make a fuss."

He Peiyuan was worried: "Don't tell me, you won't agree if someone wants to drink high-end wine? What if it happens, it will be really embarrassing."

"Have a credit card."

He Peiyuan didn't like it: "Don't swipe your credit card...it's Chinese New Year, Xue Yihan and the others might as well pay back one hundred thousand or two hundred thousand first."

Yang Jingxing chuckled: "It's only been a few days."

He Peiyuan questioned: "Then we are asked to play and make money?"

Yang Jingxing said, "I guess he's about the same as me. It's a shame."

He Peiyuan touched her boyfriend's face: "Four Zero Two is in such a miserable state... Sell the song, auction it, female singers are snatching it up like crazy."

Yang Jingxing hehe...

He Peiyuan thinks highly of 402: "You can listen to it first, "A Photo", the most touching, touching, most beautiful and beautiful love song in the world. Whoever sang it has stayed popular for ten years, and selling it for one million is considered a friendship price."

Bar?"

Yang Jingxing hahaha.

He Peiyuan stroked her lovingly again: "I knew you couldn't bear it..." and pulled hard.

Yang Jingxing explained: "What's the point of making things happen in the past?"

He Peiyuan agreed: "Yes...then just sell that tattered thing. You know, although the song is not very good, but with your 402 fame, it shouldn't be a big problem to buy it for a hundred yuan. It will solve the urgent need."

Yang Jingxing was pleasantly surprised: "I think Yuanyuan has rested well?"

He Peiyuan hid: "What would Lao Qi think if you really sold the song?"

Yang Jingxing found an opportunity first: "After saying this, I went to bed."

"You speak first……"

On the twenty-seventh day of the twelfth lunar month, Yang Jingxing didn't get up until eight o'clock. He Peiyuan was still snoring in an inconspicuous manner. But as soon as Yang Jingxing left the house, his girlfriend called: "Where are you!?"

"You sleep, I'll buy breakfast."

"Thanks husband……"

We met at the airport at eleven o'clock. Du Lin, who was quite handsome, threw his suitcase all the way away and ran towards Yang Jingxing energetically: "Miss He, my God, she is getting more and more beautiful, and her temperament is getting better and better...

"

He Peiyuan can also be brilliant: "Sister Lin, thank you for your hard work."

Although time was tight, we had a great time chatting. Du Lin was even more reluctant to part with He Peiyuan than Yang Jingxing, and wished he could find a way to drag her into the terminal and take her to the plane.

Before saying goodbye, Yiyi forced He Peiyuan to agree to go to Pingjing as much as possible to attend the premiere of "The Flying Ointment". Du Lin accompanied Yang Jingxing and the others to experience the economy class treatment. After getting on the plane, he found that Yang Jingxing had no hope of being upgraded, and Du Lin even wanted to change with someone else.

They moved to the economy class seat to continue the conversation, but Wu Mingyang knew that his former boss couldn't stand having his legs curled up for a long time, so he helped his current boss refuse.

As soon as he landed in Pingjing, he had to start greeting her. Yang Jingxing was confident with his girlfriend's bank card in his bag. Come on, come on.

The dining culture in Pingjing is different from that in Puhai. Bringing people here is to give you the honor of being your host and a surprise. Yang Jingxing seems to have a lot of face. The original plan was to have two large tables with no more than thirty people. In the end, before the meal started,

It turned out to be a big surprise for the four tables. Gao Xinlong made his final appearance, and a crowd of people crowded in to greet him. Teacher Gao shouted like he was at a meeting.

He Peiyuan really guessed it right. Ruan Biyi was more proactive than Pang Xi, running around to help with reception arrangements, and she was very generous in ordering wine and food without consulting Yang Jingxing.

After getting ready with great difficulty, Yang Jingxing invited the guests to take their seats. The seating ceremony lasted for about ten minutes. Dai Yinlan Linya could only stand aside. There was not even a seat for Tang Xiaoxiao at the main table. Fortunately, Xu An did not come. Nie Shaoying was ready to follow the situation.

Kong Yafei sat separately and was pulled by Yang Jingxing.

Yang Jingxing's back was not as strong as yesterday: "Thank you, elders, for the compliment, thank you brothers and sisters..."

It was a big scene, even livelier than yesterday, and there were even easter eggs. The CEO of China Film Group showed up at around nine o'clock, toasted everyone, and sat down at the main table to chat for about ten minutes. He left without eating anything and left for the next show.

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It ended at 7 pm and ended at 11 pm. Yang Jingxing never stopped. He made many new friends and got to know old ones better. He listened to a lot of flattery and sent out countless compliments. He thanked many people and was praised by others.

Based on gratitude, we discussed several cooperation intentions and learned about many projects.

Pang Xi drank a lot and was very tired, but with Timur by his side, Yang Jingxing didn't worry anymore. He still had to meet someone.
To be continued...