beauty winner

He Peiyuan became more and more vigilant and locked the outer door of the bathroom. Yang Jingxing couldn't get in even if he wanted to wash his hands after he coded the book.Fortunately, the girl didn't procrastinate too much, she came out in less than half an hour, fully dressed and carrying a bag, her skin was moist and shiny everywhere she could be seen, her lip gloss was brighter than in the daytime, and she even added some makeup Eyeliner and a little eye shadow are applied, and the whole person is in good condition. After drying the hair, you can go shopping beautifully.

There is no absolute fairness in the world. When Yang Jingxing took a shower, He Peiyuan was free to go in and out of the bathroom, but she didn't care too much to see it. It was more to laugh at and humiliate the hooligans for revealing their true colors and to supervise whether they were thoroughly cleaned. She became more and more obsessed with cleanliness: "Wash again!"

"It's been cleaned..." Yang Jingxing complained and was overjoyed, and performed the task twice more.

The real gift is what He Peiyuan wears next to her body. The pink underwear is actually far from bold and interesting in style, but compared with the underwear that He Peiyuan wore before, which is more functional and looks good to her, today's There is indeed a serious suspicion of "sexy temptation".The span is really not small, no wonder the girl has to retreat several times.

Yang Jingxing was also someone who had never seen anything in the world, and his violent reaction almost scared He Peiyuan...

The gift was unwrapped at [-] o'clock, and after nine o'clock when she was resting on her boyfriend's arm and started chatting, He Peiyuan was no longer shy and began to complain. It was really difficult for her to get this set of underwear. She had to overcome her own psychological barriers first. She has to face the worldly eyes bravely, and she is also afraid, which is more courageous and shameless than her first time buying a condom.

Of course, Yang Jingxing wanted to dispel his girlfriend's concerns: "...It's human nature, since people sell these, they won't look at consumers with this kind of eyes, don't we think the audience is arty?"

"There's that kind of audience who don't have any taste at all!" He Peiyuan said with a bit of aggrieved expression: "...ordinary people buy this kind of thing, maybe they don't care about others, and others don't think about it. When I go, I just get winks." It seems to be In order to strengthen her persuasiveness, the girl also turned over and lay down on her side, so that her boyfriend could see it more comprehensively.

Yang Jingxing admired it, mainly looking at his girlfriend's face and eyes, and quickly understood the seriousness of the problem: "It's a crime to conceive a biscuit... I will buy it in the future, so that I can deeply feel how a few pieces of cloth can turn decay into magic." into the most beautiful work of art."

"Are you embarrassed?" He Peiyuan sneered very much, and then pouted her lips, which had long lost their lip gloss, to make a decisive decision: "It's a beautiful idea, if there is no future, I won't wear it for you in the future... I won't kiss either!"

"Don't miss this opportunity." Yang Jingxing wanted to act immediately: "That's today!"

He Peiyuan screamed in fright...

After being obscene for a while, He Peiyuan was quite demanding. She felt that she hadn't rested enough to prepare well, and she wanted to chat for a while, so she put on a very pure gossip expression: "...What does Qi Qingnuo usually wear?"

Yang Jingxing was like a scum and scum: "Bringing this up again... I don't want to play anymore, I'm not interested."

"Forget it if you don't play!" He Peiyuan couldn't wish more, her slender and soft body bounced lightly 180 degrees and turned her back.

After a few seconds of cold war, Yang Jingxing harassed the girl's back again with a shy face: "Good wife... If you had a boyfriend, I would never ask these things."

"Men and women are different!" He Peiyuan raised her neck and turned her head halfway: "I don't have one, so I'll ask! Even if there is, I will tell you everything!"

Yang Jingxing flattered the debate: "This means standing up and talking without pain in the back."

After a few more seconds of silence, He Peiyuan directly brewed a soft cry: "I'm not reconciled...you gave her many first times."

"What do you mean for her? I am a man, and I am the possessor." Yang Jingxing's masculine consciousness seemed to sprout, and he leaned over to his girlfriend's ear shamelessly: "I still have many first times to possess Yuanyuan."

He Peiyuan twisted her body: "You give it to her, and you give it to each other!"

Yang Jingxing was not convinced: "Yuanyuan and I are the same, I still have many firsts for you..."

My God, there are such brazen, vile and dirty men in this world. He Peiyuan couldn't bear it after hearing a few words. She had to turn around and serve with eight punches. This, other... life, art! Cooking for the first time!"

Yang Jingxing's concept is: "What did I do for her for the first time, I forgot...but I dedicated my first braised pork ribs to you, and my first steamed crabs to Yuanyuan, and there will be more in the future."

He Peiyuan stared angrily, and the first loophole she found had to shake her head violently and ask: "I forgot how you know you haven't steamed crabs for her!?"

Yang Jingxing wasn't so sure either: "I haven't bought crabs before, and I usually don't remember what I did. Of course I know what I haven't done..."

He Peiyuan shook her head again and again: "It doesn't count, it doesn't count! Anyway, it's cooking!"

"Okay, it doesn't count." Yang Jingxing still had some foundation: "Then it's my first time in public..."

"It doesn't count." He Peiyuan obviously saw through it, and she retorted so quickly: "Don't talk about food, ordinary friends don't count!"

Yang Jingxing was willing to accept the challenge: "Does the pursuit of time count?"

He Peiyuan blinked her eyes and was firm and cautious: "...you tell me first, is there any!?"

Yang Jingxing was very angry: "Does it count as my first time singing!?"

He Peiyuan snorted softly, with a mocking expression on the corners of her mouth and eyes, but her tone was lighter so as not to over-irritate the rascal: "I've already had a concert, so what's the point of singing...it's nothing to worry about."

Yang Jingxing was shocked: "A scholar can be killed but not humiliated!"

He Peiyuan is not guilty: "I can't tell the truth about the goods."

Yang Jingxing was not discouraged: "Then it's the first time I asked such a beautiful girl without permission..."

He Peiyuan frowned: "You still have the nerve to say it!"

Yang Jingxing was not only shy but even proud: "Probably the only time, do you think you don't need courage? Do I not want face?"

He Peiyuan turned her face away even in disdain: "It doesn't count if you play hooligans."

Yang Jingxing was stunned for a while, feeling very disappointed: "A piece of sincerity doesn't count, forget it, let's not talk about it."

He Peiyuan bounced her beautiful legs to hit the bed.

Yang Jingxing sulked.

"Hmph." He Peiyuan hit the bed again, once with her left leg and once with her right leg: "Hmph!"

Yang Jingxing would also say, "Hmph."

He Peiyuan adjusted her lying position and was ready to fall asleep: "Forget it, go to sleep."

Yang Jingxing really has no self-esteem, but there is a way to do it, let's start from the small: "Does it count as the first time I practice with a girl?"

He Peiyuan's pleasure is to deny rascals. In her opinion, all kinds of things are either not worth mentioning or unqualified and unauthentic, but Yang Jingxing can't give up, otherwise she won't have to deny it.

Yang Jingxing came to confess his heart: "It's very rare for me to buy something for my girlfriend's parents for the first time. I didn't even dare to think that I would do this kind of thing before."

He Peiyuan was quite unconvinced about using her parents as a weight, but she couldn't turn her face around: "What's so difficult about it?"

Yang Jingxing smiled: "...Then will you buy gifts for my parents when you are on a business trip?"

He Peiyuan can't be tough, but she can shift the focus: "Who knows if this is your first time."

Yang Jingxing didn't even bother to argue, with a clear conscience and a dignified look.

He Peiyuan took it as real first, but: "Then why are you so nervous this time?"

Yang Jingxing thought for a while: "Maybe this is the reason. I have given others many firsts, like making up for Yuanyuan earlier, because I love you."

He Peiyuan's expression tended to be moved, but she didn't completely get rid of the inability to be vigilant, defensive and resisted, she was moved enough thoroughly and resolutely.

Yang Jingxing really added: "The more important thing is to pass today's test..."

After fighting for a while, He Peiyuan put the scoundrel under her body and suppressed the handle, and she was able to despise again: "The scoundrel... I ask you, is what you said true?"

"what?"

He Peiyuan was a little bad at expressing: "That's...the time you played a hooligan, did you really have to muster up your courage?" She looked down on cowards a bit.

Yang Jingxing seemed to be a little proud: "Anyway, it's the feeling of going all out, regardless of the consequences, and I don't want to be famous for a lifetime."

"You have a bad name all your life." He Peiyuan smacked triumphantly, but she was far from resentful. The girl stood still, her expression became more and more angry, and she bit down...

The second time the process was more straightforward and there was some new progress, so at 09:30 I started chatting again. He Peiyuan didn't seem to have the energy to engage in the set of incriminating teachers, and she complained softly and complained about parting. It will take another five or six days, I am so bored.When Yang Jingxing was on a business trip before, He Peiyuan was full of energy. She came here to practice the piano almost every day, and sometimes she would not leave until [-] o'clock in the evening. It was a gift and I had no motivation to torture myself anymore.correct!When the rascal was with Qi Qingnuo back then, he never wanted to part for such a long time, right?snort……

Also, Yang Jingxing came back next weekend not to see his girlfriend, but to record for Si Xiaotianhou. After the recording, he would go to Pingjing again, and he would probably bring Nian Qing with him when he went again.Hmph, if you take your ex-girlfriend's girlfriends on a trip without yourself, He Peiyuan needs an explanation, how to settle this account?

The stinky rogue is eager to see through, and finally I can chat with my ex-girlfriend and best friend. Do you have a lot of heartfelt things to tell?Don't you have a lot of heart songs for Nian Qing to convey?Are you looking forward to Nian Qing's words?

Yang Jingxing has learned his lesson now, he intends to invite Li Fu to go to Pingjing with him at that time.He Peiyuan strongly agrees, okay, that's great, if Li Fu is also developed, the power of whistleblowing and fanning the flames will be doubled in the future...

It's really hard to be a human being, let's do art, Yang Jingxing wants to challenge the beauty of his girlfriend for nothing, so he wants He Peiyuan to dedicate himself to music.The passion for music creation is really irresistible, and if you don't release it, you may transform in other directions.

After reluctantly agreeing, He Peiyuan refused to change her clothes in front of the composer.Stinky rascal, go downstairs to the piano room and wait for me, otherwise there will be nothing!

Regarding the efficiency of girls changing clothes, Yang Jingxing should have been mentally prepared, but when He Peiyuan finally appeared in the corridor on the second floor, the composer in the living room below had turned into a wife-watching stone, unable to move when looking up.

Well, the stinky rascal didn't wait obediently in the piano room. He Peiyuan pointed at the fan angrily and stomped her feet.

Yang Jingxing didn't react at all, and continued to look upstairs.My girlfriend is wearing another set of clothes now, which has more elements than the one the night before yesterday. There is almost no embroidery on the pure misty lapel, but there are some embellishments on the front lapel, and the inside of the lapel is a snow-white high collar with button pleats.The large pleated skirt, which is light gray and almost white, just mopped the floor, and the embroidery area was very stingy and the color was very inconspicuous.

Looking at each other, He Peiyuan found that the person downstairs didn't seem to be very afraid or didn't realize her deterrent, but she couldn't open it for a while, so she shook the round fan, continued to walk slowly, and checked the situation on the bookshelf by the way. Go down the stairs again.

Yang Jingxing moved to the stairs and waited without anyone noticing.

He Peiyuan was not frightened, and stopped at the corner, her feet were almost level with the top of the rascal's head, and she had a good location: "Why?"

Yang Jingxing looked up: "I don't know if I should say something or not."

It's funny, has He Peiyuan ever been afraid: "Tell me."

Yang Jingxing's experience is average: "It's better to have a girlfriend who is beautiful. With this beauty, one good is good."

He Peiyuan took the next step, straightened the hem of the skirt and questioned: "Where is the best?"

"To improve the quality of life in an all-round way, the most important thing is the level of mood." Yang Jingxing came again: "Life is a curve of ups and downs, which is affected by various factors, such as study, work, family, friends... but these factors are relatively one-sided. A beautiful girlfriend is different, it will add points in all directions, and the overall curve will be a lot higher..."

Heh, man.Under He Peiyuan's more and more patient and skillful guidance, Yang Jingxing finally told the truth. During the "Walk with You" incident, because He Peiyuan was a beautiful woman, her simple words of encouragement and comfort had miraculous effects.

After gently searching out the real thoughts of the rogue, He Peiyuan turned her face mercilessly, and violently criticized the erroneous thinking of judging people by their appearance. Isn't it impossible to have a happy family without a beautiful wife?Can't you succeed in your career without a good-looking wife?Can't those hearts of gold be the spiritual pillar of a man?Do women lose their value when they grow old?What kind of nonsense and heresy!

The girlfriend was serious, Yang Jingxing quickly apologized, immediately corrected his absurdity, and reviewed it from the depths of his soul...

It's not that simple, He Peiyuan still has to ask, how many points did you lose in your life when you broke up with Tao Meng?Is it negative infinity to the point of darkness?Followed by a series.

Yang Jingxing didn't realize his mistake at all, and he was still saying that if Yuanyuan wasn't so beautiful, he might have a different feeling now.

It's really unreasonable, He Peiyuan wore a simple and elegant Tsing Yi and waved a round fan to teach the scoundrel a good lesson, and she had to teach a big lesson.After finally moving into the piano room, the girl was still angry: "This is your biggest shortcoming, think about it carefully, would you have done so many wrong things if you didn't have this kind of ideological root problem?"

Yang Jingxing could hardly bear it any longer: "It doesn't have to be the root cause... Maybe it's because Yuanyuan is so beautiful that I have these thoughts? If you are ordinary, I might think that ordinary is the truth. "

"Blame me?" He Peiyuan persisted in astonishment: "Then should I think that a man must be rich and talented to be happy? If one day you go bankrupt and your talent is exhausted, I will no longer be happy!?"

Having said that, Yang Jingxing's soul was really touched, and he hugged his girlfriend deeply to apologize.

Okay, let's start the challenge, it's getting late, He Peiyuan doesn't care about the past: "What do you want me to do?"

Yang Jingxing, who has experienced the baptism of the soul, has no way to start: "...Don't put on a straight face, it's fine, in fact, it's fine, but I don't mean that Yuanyuan looks good with a straight face, I'm not so superficial."

He Peiyuan couldn't help laughing.

Yang Jingxing didn't dare to look directly at him and shook his head repeatedly: "It doesn't look good, it doesn't increase my sense of happiness at all..."

He couldn't keep arguing in the piano room, so Yang Jingxing finally sat down in front of the piano and got serious.He Peiyuan should have experience in showing beauty, but maybe she didn't want the composer to have an extreme understanding of "beauty". This girl didn't pose in any poses, but showed impatient expressions and stances.

The composer is still working hard, observing the girl, bowing his head in meditation, staring at his girlfriend, and touching the keys...

What a shit genius, he didn't get any inspiration after more than half a minute, He Peiyuan was very disappointed: "Forget it, I'm not challenging, I can't inspire your inspiration." I gave up and sat down.

The famous young composer's name is not all water, Yang Jingxing continued to observe.

He Peiyuan glanced, and raised her fan to cover her face.

Yang Jingxing raised and lowered his right hand, and a musical note sounded.Yo, it's still coherent and long-lasting, it sounds brisk and jumpy, then it seems to become a little restless, and then it softens again.

This first inspiration must have nearly thirty notes, and it lasted seven or eight seconds, which is not too shabby.He Peiyuan was already looking at the rascal, and after making eye contact, the girl hummed, indicating that she heard clearly.

Yang Jingxing boasted: "How is it? Isn't it cute and playful, although a bit impatient."

He Peiyuan looked like she was thinking, opened and closed her mouth slightly to warm up, and thought it over: "Of course it's simple, it doesn't have any depth."

"Deep?" Yang Jingxing suddenly thought: "As a beautiful girl, the reflection on the vulgar value of beauty should be considered deep, right? Repeat what you just taught me."

He Peiyuan didn't bother to show the depth: "Think for yourself."

Yang Jingxing began to think: "Reflection on beauty starts from the appearance, and then how to deal with the relationship between them... No way, we must first solve the beauty, otherwise there is no object of reflection?"

It sounds like that is the case, and He Peiyuan seems to have begun to think about the problem: "...you said before that it was transformation, not reflection."

Yang Jingxing was simply excited: "Isn't it more in-depth to reflect after the transformation!"

It seems to make sense, and He Peiyuan reminded again: "Then you said to bury the clues first and then fully express... To get that feeling... Shouldn't you start with the clues first?"

Yang Jingxing nodded again and again, and gave a thumbs up: "You're right."

He Peiyuan actually didn't know: "What clue?"

Yang Jingxing also dared to despise the girl: "Of course it's a clue of beauty."

He Peiyuan's discussion of pure art does not involve personal honor or disgrace: "Is that taking a theme apart? Let's start with the theme."

"Are you kidding me!" Yang Jingxing uttered the anger of a well-known composer: "Is there only one kind of beauty for Yuanyuan? Of course it is a synthesis of many beautiful themes. Take it apart? Thank you for figuring it out."

He Peiyuan blinked, obviously aggrieved.

Yang Jingxing stared at the model.

The model has a bit of professionalism, even though she feels wronged, she insists on looking at the composer and keeping her figure.

Yang Jingxing was disgusting, he stared at the model, stroked his thighs back and forth with both hands, and finally raised his forearm after several rounds, this time with both hands, but the movement was very slow and cautious, and his eyes were fixed on the keyboard.

The long melody was accompanied by deep chords, and He Peiyuan also stared at the keyboard.

The time for the second inspiration was almost twice as long as the first one. With a completely different musical image, the composer was even more smug after playing: "Is it right? Doesn't it sound very pitiful?"

He Peiyuan raised her eyes from the piano keys to the eyes of the rogue, and nodded hesitantly: "It seems to be."

Yang Jingxing played it again, this time staring at his girlfriend instead of looking at the keyboard,

He Peiyuan didn't take her eyes off her boyfriend's face, but she was still not sure after listening to it: "...then your theme is so long, how do you integrate it later?"

"Refining, summarizing." Yang Jingxing's experience is: "There is always a way, creation is not that simple, let alone challenge Yuanyuan."

He Peiyuan rolled her eyes and reminded: "Don't you write it down?"

Yang Jingxing shook his head: "I remember, I will never forget."

He Peiyuan is a conscientious creative process: "It must be written down, take a computer!"

Yang Jingxing didn't have the habit of experimenting and creating on the keyboard. The computer was placed on the small table on the other side, and the girl even moved the small table together. Yang Jingxing quickly reached out to help.

He Peiyuan has great strength. She put down the table and dragged it to adjust it, and pressed the power button to finish the good work.Did this move consume a little too much dinner? This girl became beaming.

The composer who observed the model also laughed.

Did the model think the composer needed a smile now, and the smile got bigger and turned into a grin.

Yang Jingxing didn't give up yet: "Can a beautiful girlfriend increase happiness?"

Creation is the most important thing. At the critical moment, He Peiyuan did not dare to turn her face. Her beautiful smile continued to seem to become sweeter, but she couldn't say anything against her will, so she remained silent.

Yang Jingxing stretched out his hand: "Hug."

He Peiyuan sat on the composer's lap in Tsing Yi, hugged her tightly, and whispered in his ear: "Husband... Actually, I also love your talent a little bit."

"The beauty of gentleness." Yang Jingxing was so good at capturing it, "One more word."

He Peiyuan really didn't have much experience as a music model, so when she got stuck, she said a very ordinary sentence: "I love you." The voice was so gentle.

Yang Jingxing really didn't think it was enough: "One more word."

"Husband..." He Peiyuan bought time with titles and pauses, but this time it was too exaggerated: "I want to be with you forever and ever."

Yang Jingxing felt: "This is the beauty of grotesque."

He Peiyuan hit the composer on the back with her fist.

Yang Jingxing is really cheap: "This is gentleness, let me see."

The girl raised her fist with a shy face...