beauty winner

About half an hour later, Yang Jingxing was about to go upstairs, holding the trousers that had been stripped down to his buttocks in one hand and his girlfriend in the other.

Did He Peiyuan feel that she had completed the task completely, her steps seemed to be relaxed, and she even looked down at her defeated opponent, and laughed contemptuously: "You are so ugly, you!"

Yang Jingxing was already shameless by shaking the floor: "It's usually in the room, but it's the first time in the living room."

He Peiyuan squinted her ugly eyes again, doubting: "Why not soft?"

"What do you know?" Yang Jingxing said angrily, "Who said to be soft?"

He Peiyuan hummed: "I don't understand, don't beg me next time."

What Yang Jingxing meant was: "If you don't understand, you should study hard."

He Peiyuan looked at her boyfriend and was quite disappointed: "I really didn't expect you to be this kind of person."

"What kind of person?"

He Peiyuan deliberated on her choice of words, and said forcefully: "...dirty!"

Yang Jingxing threatened: "This is just the beginning, you need to be mentally prepared to be a girlfriend."

He Peiyuan was outraged: "A girlfriend should prepare for such a thing!?"

Yang Jingxing nodded: "To each other, I also want to be prepared to accept Yuanyuan's unknown side."

"I didn't!" He Peiyuan firmly denied: "You don't need to prepare..."

Upstairs in the washroom, the girl's first reaction when she saw the mirror was to observe herself first, but He Peiyuan soon found that several bottles and cans were still next to the basin, and she was about to criticize: "Don't you say you will put them away?" ……rogue!"

Yang Jingxing was really careless, he took off his trousers without even saying hello, he still had reason: "I'm an old couple."

"Ah!" He Peiyuan turned around and stomped her feet: "Put it on!"

"I'll just take a shower." Yang Jingxing said as he went into the shower room, rolled up his shirt, and took off the hand shower to clean it.

He Peiyuan cautiously kept her back to the shower, yelling, "I want to wash my hands!"

"There's soap."

"Don't use yours, dirty!"

Yang Jingxing smiled: "Then use facial cleanser instead."

He Peiyuan was also obsessed with cleanliness, stretched out her left fingertips to boil water, first rinsed and scrubbed her right hand carefully, and then chose to use Yang Jingxing's soap, declaring: "Your dirty things are not suitable for use."

Yang Jingxing had already washed his lower body and came out, still shaking.

He Peiyuan was still making foam carefully, glanced at it inadvertently, and stomped her feet in annoyance: "Hurry up and wear it."

Yang Jingxing still picked up the boxer briefs and put them on first, then stood behind his girlfriend and looked at the girl in the mirror.

Looking at each other through the mirror, He Peiyuan complained again: "I want to wash my face, what should I do?"

"Thank you." Yang Jingxing approached and reached out to massage his girlfriend's tired right arm, which was really not easy.

He Peiyuan shook her hands: "It's not...dirty!"

"Is it dirty?" Yang Jingxing hugged his girlfriend from behind: "Let me help you get used to it earlier."

He Peiyuan had no room to hide and could only struggle: "Don't do it, I'll wash my hands."

Yang Jingxing stuck it tighter: "I'll wash it, and I want to thank Yuanyuan for her hand."

He Peiyuan must have realized that her twisting and struggling was not a wise move, and it might even add fuel to the fire, so she stopped moving.

Yang Jingxing looked good, he really looked like he was helping his girlfriend wash his hands, he held He Peiyuan's left and right hands from behind, and washed them gently and slowly: "Yuanyuan's hands are so beautiful..."

He Peiyuan didn't care about protecting her hands, and she was worried about her lower back first, so she appeared in a strange posture of leaning forward. The girl was a little frustrated and worried: "Why are you still like this?"

Yang Jingxing is very upright and gentleman: "Don't worry about it, I am no longer under its control."

He Peiyuan was ruthless: "Then get out of the way."

Yang Jingxing said: "...After all, blood is thicker than water, I can't be too heartless to cross the river and tear down bridges."

He Peiyuan shrugged her legs in protest: "You are endless!"

Yang Jingxing was pitiful: "Be gentle, it's the first time."

He Peiyuan blurted out: "It's the first time you gave someone else..."

Yang Jingxing seems to have calmed down: "My first musical instrument was a guitar, but not a harmonica, and then a piano... It's the first time."

He Peiyuan pouted: "...Okay, I won't wash it anymore."

Yang Jingxing went one-stop, helping his girlfriend carefully wash every inch of skin and every finger on her hands: "It's really beautiful, I think I've fallen in love with Yuanyuan's hands."

"Disgusting." He Peiyuan protested, but this time she didn't care about her hands again.

After finally washing, Yang Jingxing took a towel and prepared to wipe it.

He Peiyuan seems to have overcome the psychological barrier: "I wash my face... Where are your towels? Don't wash?"

Yang Jingxing was amazed: "It's so particular, I'll wash it at night."

He Peiyuan ordered: "Take it out now, do you still have clothes? I don't want to touch yours..."

Washing the face is a big project, Yang Jingxing continued to be courteous but also eager to learn, he asked his girlfriend for some knowledge about maintenance and make-up.He Peiyuan was willing to share, and also suggested what kind of products Yang Jingxing could buy for the elders, and it would be more effective for the elders, so many middle-aged women were willing to spend money, but it seemed that Xiao Shuxia was also an expert.

The t-zone of my girlfriend's face was finally full of foam, and she started rubbing it carefully with her fingertips.Yang Jingxing stopped studying, and walked around behind his girlfriend again, this time holding the girl's waist with both hands.

He Peiyuan's first reaction: "Itches..."

Yang Jingxing's hand slipped forward and stuck even tighter.

He Peiyuan realized the danger and dared not move: "Don't..."

Yang Jingxing was so enlightened: "I want to repay Yuanyuan."

"No need..." He Peiyuan almost cried.

Yang Jingxing resisted his girlfriend, and moved his hands gently on the girl's flat stomach through the bottoming shirt, as if imitating He Peiyuan's tickling technique.

Whether washing face is the top priority for her daughter, He Peiyuan still kept the posture of scrubbing her nose and did not dare to move, but her voice was already crying: "Don't move..."

Yang Jingxing seemed to have lost his mind again: "Yuanyuan is the most beautiful and has the best figure."

He Peiyuan strongly stated: "Wash your face!"

Yang Jingxing made it clear that he was taking advantage of others' danger, and he even intensified, massaging his girlfriend's vest line all the way down with his fingertips, passing through the waistband of his trousers, and reaching the upper edge of the girl's abdominal groove.

He Peiyuan was really scared, her legs trembled in fear, and she whispered something, feeling quite flustered.But at this critical juncture, the girl still had a choice, her hands fell from her face, her left hand pressed against the edge of the basin, and her right hand hurriedly propped up on the table, so that she could get help, so she bent over and pouted her buttocks and slammed backwards top.

Yang Jingxing staggered back: "...Hmph, I'm sincere, and I'm kind enough to be a donkey's liver and lungs."

He Peiyuan was still in the half-lying defensive position with her buttocks, and after ensuring that the rogue did not come forward to invade again, the girl quickly straightened her waist and turned around shouting: "Don't want your kindness...Yang Jingxing, I'm angry!"

There is no lower limit for rascals: "You touched me."

He Peiyuan stomped her feet, wanting to shake off the foam on her face, and then said sternly: "I was wrong, I'm sorry, I won't touch it again, okay!?"

Yang Jingxing realized immediately: "I was wrong, I'm sorry."

He Peiyuan couldn't figure it out: "Why are you like this?"

Yang Jingxing also wanted to flaunt it: "I want you to..."

"No need!" He Peiyuan complained: "I don't want to at all now!"

Yang Jingxing shyly said, "Okay, don't be angry, I was wrong."

He Peiyuan yelled angrily, "Put on your pants."

Yang Jingxing moved swiftly.

He Peiyuan is ready to continue the big project: "... so many bubbles, wipe it yourself!"

Yang Jingxing was simply submissive.

While rubbing her face, He Peiyuan looked at her boyfriend, angrily saying, "Why are you so overwhelmed that Long Wangshu looks like a child, isn't he satisfied?"

"Satisfied, but..." Yang Jingxing sighed.

He Peiyuan was in pain: "You are Yang Jingxing!"

Yang Jingxing dared to talk back: "I am He Peiyuan's boyfriend."

He Peiyuan's fingers left her face and stretched out towards her face, just like the cute look of a kindergarten teacher holding her face to tease children, but Aunt He was very strict: "Yes, I didn't deny it...Does a boyfriend do whatever he wants? Always Give me time?"

Yang Jingxing felt that he was not too much: "I just want to touch it."

He Peiyuan seems to be particular about teaching methods: "Didn't you touch it? Where did you put your hand down there? Did I not say anything?"

Yang Jingxing was still wronged: "Not at all, you just..."

"Did you touch my leg!?" He Peiyuan asked.

Yang Jingxing nodded: "Yes, Yuanyuan's legs are very beautiful, but psychologically..."

"Say it!" He Peiyuan is still willing to communicate, or threaten.

Yang Jingxing felt: "Breasts, buttocks, and... are the most attractive."

"Don't think about it!" He Peiyuan turned around and went to wash her face, very angrily: "It's... childish!"

Yang Jingxing hummed.

He Peiyuan was almost sure: "Qi Qingnuo must be unable to stand you..."

Yang Jingxing hummed.

He Peiyuan looked at her boyfriend again, and asked with her eyes: You are not convinced, are you?

Yang Jingxing hummed.

He Peiyuan stomped her feet again, almost begging for mercy: "Will you pay attention to your image? Let people know that Yang Jingxing is like this, those girls will die of heartbreak!"

Yang Jingxing didn't believe it: "I want to make out with my girlfriend, what's wrong?"

He Peiyuan became curious: "Hey, do you think of these when you are talking in the master class? Are you not ashamed?"

Yang Jingxing's train of thought is: "As long as I remember that I have such a beautiful and gentle girlfriend, I will be able to do anything."

He Peiyuan is sensitive: "Yes, I'm not gentle, you can find someone who is gentle... two or three are fine!"

Yang Jingxing flattered: "Yuanyuan is the gentlest..."

He Peiyuan finally washed her face and went through the maintenance procedure, Yang Jingxing also cleaned up, and the two of them applied hand cream together.He Peiyuan looked in the mirror and suddenly smiled: "Now be honest."

Yang Jingxing reacted for a while before he understood: "...caused me to be scolded."

He Peiyuan was still a little critical: "Obviously I just finished it, my hands are sore, and I have to rehearse tomorrow... You are not considerate at all."

Yang Jingxing refused to admit it: "You've already said it, and I didn't want a second time."

What He Peiyuan meant was: "But you put me under psychological pressure... Yes, you Yang Jingxing is also a normal person, I understand, but you also have to understand me, right?"

Yang Jingxing smiled: "Thank you Yuanyuan, then you don't blame me?"

He Peiyuan was reluctant: "It seems that you corrected the mistake when you knew it, and it didn't make a big mistake."

"Kiss a..."

Although it soon turned into a hot kiss, Yang Jingxing was very honest this time, he only limited his lips and tongue, he didn't even touch his girlfriend's legs, let alone make any strange movements.

During the interval of breathing, He Peiyuan touched it slightly with the back of her hand in the general direction, and immediately moved away after feeling it, and then put on a contemptuous expression of grabbing the current.

Yang Jingxing, hey.

He Peiyuan sighed: "... Let me touch it, can you be more honest?"

Yang Jingxing nodded again and again: "As long as Yuanyuan encourages me, I can definitely defeat it!"

He Peiyuan shook her head: "Forget it, your words don't count."

"Forget it, for sure." Yang Jingxing said anxiously, "Do I dare to break my promise? What should I do if Yuanyuan ignores me?"

He Peiyuan hesitated: "...just touch it."

Yang Jingxing nodded repeatedly.

"one second."

Yang Jingxing quit: "That's called a touch, there's no time to feel it...five seconds."

He Peiyuan restrained again: "The outside of the pants, the back."

Yang Jingxing stopped being straightforward: "...I want to touch my chest."

He Peiyuan frowned very much, frowning and staring for a long time: "...No way!"

Yang Jingxing pleaded in frustration: "Just for a moment."

He Peiyuan is struggling.

Yang Jingxing hoped again: "Is it okay?"

He Peiyuan was very reluctant: "How do you want to touch it?"

Yang Jingxing didn't dare to go too far: "It's fine through clothes."

He Peiyuan hesitated: "I wear a bra."

Yang Jingxing nodded repeatedly.

He Peiyuan asked: "Then you touch it from the other side."

Yang Jingxing nodded repeatedly.

He Peiyuan was worried: "Just allow it once."

Yang Jingxing nodded and remembered: "Two hands together..."

He Peiyuan laughed angrily: "I didn't ask for your hand."

Yang Jingxing was overjoyed.

He Peiyuan looked at her boyfriend and didn't move.

Yang Jingxing raised his paw, still knowing how to seize this hard-won opportunity: "Can I touch from behind?"

"What's behind?" He Peiyuan just wanted to end it early: "Hurry up, whatever you want."

Yang Jingxing walked around behind his girlfriend, and stretched his arms forward to hug her, but the position of the embrace was quite high, he seemed to be a little talented, and pressed the left and right palms of both hands on the two cups quite accurately.He Peiyuan should be wearing a relatively light and comfortable type of underwear. Although you can still feel a little softness and grainy protrusions with the palm of your hand through the cup, there is no need to hold it, so you will definitely not be able to hold it.

The two seemed to be hugging each other warmly, He Peiyuan didn't resist, and Yang Jingxing didn't make any extra moves or attempts, it seemed that the focus was not on touching, but on hugging.

I don't know how many seconds later, Yang Jingxing sighed softly in his girlfriend's ear: "With today, I can stop eating junk food for a year."

He Peiyuan didn't praise her: "Is it alright?"

Yang Jingxing rubbed his palms slightly: "Thank you Yuanyuan, I am so satisfied."

He Peiyuan struggled: "Okay!"

Yang Jingxing let go, but it didn't end. Instead, he broke off his girlfriend and kissed passionately again.

At nearly 04:30, the two of them finally went out. He Peiyuan urged and urged but refused to carry the garbage bag because there were dirty things in it.

Although she lost her visit to Ding Sangpeng, the first half of He Peiyuan's journey was basically full of sighs and annoyance. Why is Yang Jingxing like this?Why are you so perverted?I was so soft and hard that I panicked for a while, I really regret it, I regret it!Rein in the precipice!

Yang Jingxing reminded: "The more you talk about it, the more exciting it will be."

He Peiyuan was very contemptuous: "Can't you control it? Control it!"

Yang Jingxing also couldn't understand: "Now I feel that I am on the same side with it again."

"How dare you!" He Peiyuan sternly warned: "Today has already crossed the line very, very much...It was supposed to be at least three months before breast touching is allowed! Yours...at least one year!"

Yang Jingxing rejoiced: "I feel like I lived a year longer than others... I might as well live a few more years!"

"Good idea! Promise me, don't force me without my consent!"

Yang Jingxing opened his mouth and said, "Okay, I promise Yuanyuan..."

[-] used to go to Ding Sangpeng's house as a group, and He Peiyuan probably remembered the location, so when they got there, they started to cultivate their morality, and stopped talking about hooligans with the rascals.

He Peiyuan can barely understand that Ding Sangpeng's son treats Yang Jingxing as an equal, but she certainly can't adapt to it. It's impossible to call someone who is over sixty years old.The more important question is that Yang Jingxing contacted Ding Sangpeng's son, so did Mr. Ding already know that he had the cheek to visit?He Peiyuan felt that she was likely to be looked down upon by Mr. Ding.

Director Yang started bragging again, not to mention that Yuanyuan is such a cute girl, at least she is also Yang Jingxing's girlfriend...

He Peiyuan was still shocked: "Just because it's your girlfriend... I don't know how many people hate you!"

Yang Jingxing didn't know himself: "Who?"

He Peiyuan opened her mouth and came: "Zhang Jiahuo!"

Yang Jingxing was funny.

He Peiyuan was happy again: "It is estimated that his intestines are regretful now."

But Yang Jingxing thought: "This kind of person won't regret it...Don't talk about it, he doesn't deserve my girlfriend to mention it."

He Peiyuan wanted to say: "Didn't he be an honorary conductor in those years? He went to the school every now and then to show off, and played like a fool to deceive undergraduates. Why don't he play now, it's so ridiculous, just think about it!"

Yang Jingxing also pretended: "Actually, I'm a little level, but my heart restricts..."

"Bullshit level!" He Peiyuan was very disdainful: "Have you ever said how great you are? You are in your decades!"

Yang Jingxing felt: "Everyone is different. It was not easy for him in that era. I was much better off in all aspects...Of course people will be proud when they do things that are difficult for them to do. In fact, I will also show off, so Take Yuanyuan around."

He Peiyuan looked at her boyfriend and thought it over: "I thought I wouldn't be chased by you, but I didn't show off!"

When Yang Jingxing looked at his girlfriend, he was pleasantly surprised or frightened.

He Peiyuan leaned towards the driver, with her neck drooping back, absent-mindedly perfunctory: "Do you love me?"

"I love Yuanyuan."

"I ask you every time."

"Just said not for a while, an hour?"

"I'm the one who asked you... hooligan!"

A few minutes after five o'clock, the car had just stopped outside the townhouse when Ding Sangpeng's daughter-in-law came out of the house. Her footsteps were not old-fashioned, and she walked to the side of the car after a few steps and smiled: "Xiao He, Xiao He, long time no see."

"Hello." He Peiyuan was of course polite: "Excuse me."

"Papa and us are the only ones at home. We didn't ask the children not to come over."

He Peiyuan nodded, as if she didn't know what to say.

Yang Jingxing had a thick-skinned: "Okay, everyone relax, I can't help Ruiqi anymore." Ding Sangpeng's great-grandson.