beauty winner

NO.16 On Sunday, Yang Jingxing had dinner at Pingjing Airport, and the plane was late as usual, and it was past ten o'clock when it landed in Puhai.

On the phone, He Peiyuan continued to feel sorry for herself as she did three hours ago. She was really tired after practicing the car all day. She really shouldn't have waited for Yang Jingxing. She couldn't keep her eyes open. She fell asleep, whether you were going for a midnight snack or Pick up girls.

After arriving home, Yang Jingxing quietly opened the door and entered the house without turning on the light, he was more sneaky than a thief.He Peiyuan also put her heart into it. Her slippers were laid out on the ground, as if they were confiscated when she went out.

Although the curtains were only half open, there was still some light in the room. Yang Jingxing hid himself to observe first. The door of the piano room was wide open, and there was no sound of breathing for a few meters around. There was a piece of paper on the coffee table pressed by the curtain remote control.

Yang Jingxing still lightly picked up the staff paper, on which was He Peiyuan Xiaojiazi's handwriting: welcome husband home, thank you for your hard work, I love you.Sixteen o'clock on the fifteenth of January.

To save face, Yang Jingxing turned on the light and took out his cell phone to make a call, but the phone you dialed was turned off.There was no other way, Yang Jingxing could only go to the kitchen silently, sniffing like a dog, he quickly found the air fryer that was hidden in the lower cabinet and could warm his hands, opened it and saw that there were four chicken wings in the pot, it was quite successful in terms of quality that's it.

Yang Jingxing washed his hands first, the water was splashing, and then the dishes were clanging on the stove, and he yelled: "It's so hot, so hot!"

"Hey..." A girl's cry came from the living room.

Yang Jingxing was still rummaging through boxes and cabinets.

"Ah!" The girl's voice was even more startled.

After the chicken wings were plated and a bowl of orange petals in the refrigerator was added, Yang Jingxing took them out with both hands and put them on the coffee table, then went to open the curtains and was very surprised: "Honey, look what I prepared for you! Have you cut your hair?"

He Peiyuan had a deep hatred with Curtain, and stared at each other face to face, completely ignoring others.

"My wife..." Yang Jingxing observed carefully: "Yuanyuan, beauty...can you hear me?"

It's okay if you don't ask, but once you ask, the girl's unhappy panting calmed down, and she doesn't seem to hate the curtains too much.

Yang Jingxing was not worried about the abnormal state of the girl, and his voice of calling became smaller: "He Peiyuan, blink when you hear the words."

He Peiyuan could not blink.

Yang Jingxing completely opened the curtain that the girl was staring at, and took the place to face and stare at the girl himself. This stinky rascal was really affectionate: "Yuanyuan, you are so beautiful, I like you so much..." He said He leaned forward and kissed him.

He Peiyuan is really good at acting. She stayed in a fixed state for nearly 2 minutes, except that she closed her eyes and basically had no obvious flaws.

Yang Jingxing, who was a shameless rascal, might want to take a closer look at the beautiful woman again, so he backed away suddenly.

He Peiyuan's head fell forward as if she had lost support, and even pushed her shoulders and neck forward, but she still didn't catch up to the point of strength, so her eyelashes trembling and her mouth slightly opened seemed a little unhappy.

Yang Jingxing said: "Are you awake..."

He Peiyuan is so proficient, before she even opened her eyes, she hit the person in front of her head and face like raindrops with cat punches.

Yang Jingxing hid and picked up surprises: "Yuanyuan is well, the power of love!"

Seemingly knowing that her punches were not powerful, He Peiyuan threw herself away and yelled, "I'm leaving...you go alone and happily!"

Yang Jingxing persuaded: "Let's go after eating."

That's right, He Peiyuan hurried over to pick up the dishes: "I made it, I'll take it away! Feed the dog!"

Yang Jingxing didn't have any self-esteem anyway, so he chased after him and begged for food: "Wow, woof."

He Peiyuan had a sullen face: "I don't care about me at all, whether I live or die..."

Yang Jingxing laughed: "Okay, okay, what time is it, the theaters are closed."

no!Must speak clearly!The important thing to eat is the wife...

There are four chicken wings, and Yang Jingxing is responsible for three and a half.He Peiyuan is finally getting angry, but the night before yesterday, Qi Qingnuo actually told her to be careful, why be careful?Although I have gained two or three catties, I am still much better than Qi, she will lose ten catties before talking about these things!

However, in this current trend of ebb and flow, He Peiyuan still has to be careful: "Husband, you must not make me fat, you must make me beautiful, more and more beautiful!"

Yang Jingxing wanted to throw away the delicious chicken wings: "Such a small favor wants me to challenge the limit? Is it so easy to break the record?"

He Peiyuan is about to...

I have to hurry up, I have to go to work tomorrow, and we wash the dishes together after eating. Before going upstairs, He Peiyuan changed out of the uncomfortable disposable slippers, but there is no rush to get the presents, and it is not convenient to open the box here.

Although Yang Wenbiao doesn't read books, he pays great attention to the bookshelves. He is very good at counting and remembering names. He knows that he has a few more books at a glance.He Peiyuan may also want to open it up. Today, she no longer urges her boyfriend to be sarcastic and aggressive. She smiles as if she has changed her education strategy and even holds hands.

Not only did he not teach himself a lesson, it seemed that the girl hadn't spoken since the beginning of going up the stairs. Yang Jingxing noticed something, and observed carefully: "What are you thinking?"

He Peiyuan looked confused, maybe because she didn't know how to succeed, she buried her face on her boyfriend's shoulder to hide her expression.

Yang Jingxing became even more worried, almost afraid that there would be an ambush by an agency: "Why?"

He Peiyuan raised her face again and looked bright again, looking at her boyfriend acting coquettishly: "I want a gift." She was still a little shy.

Yang Jingxing was pleased: "That's right, give me a sense of accomplishment."

He Peiyuan cuddled even more.

Walking in front of the closed bedroom door, Yang Jingxing clasped his girlfriend's fingers with his left hand, and held the suitcase in his right hand. He Peiyuan, who was more comfortable with empty hands, didn't help to open the door and even made a gesture of backing away.

Yang Jingxing is a cautious person, and he looked at his girlfriend's expression that had become boring.

"Look at what I'm doing." He Peiyuan was a little baffled, and stepped sideways and stretched out her hand to turn on the light in the bathroom. The sink was tidy.

Yang Jingxing let go of the box, slowly grasped the doorknob, and turned it gently, mainly to beware of the top of his head, lest some iron ball from a bucket might fall down.

He Peiyuan's body was shaking slightly, holding her boyfriend's hand and continuing to adjust the details of the clasp.

Yang Jingxing first pushed the door out a thin crack, there was light, and then pushed it in carefully, he was dumbfounded and froze when he opened it less than halfway.

The most conspicuous thing is the bed. I used the white linen several-piece set that has been placed for a long time and can’t be called new. It is laid very flat, and the petals of white, pink and bright red are densely packed in the middle of the two-meter-wide bed. A three-color heart shape with a diameter of more than half a meter was paved, and the other places were scattered and evenly sprinkled with three-color petals.The bursts of plant fragrance wafting out of the room should be due to the two bouquets of flowers on the table and the bedside. The vase on the table is a gift from the lyricist Li Xin. He Peiyuan once said that it is quite tasteful.

Yang Jingxing let go of his hand and let the door open slowly by himself, thinking he wanted to see his girlfriend, when he saw it, the girl was even more dazed, staring blankly at somewhere in the room.As for men, they don't really like flowers, so Yang Jingxing turned around and hugged beautiful women.

When her boyfriend changed from sticking to her left cheek to sticking to her right cheek, He Peiyuan hummed: "A gift from me to my husband."

Yang Jingxing nodded: "Thank you... From now on, you will be a real husband and wife."

He Peiyuan hugged her boyfriend back: "...do you like it?"

Yang Jingxing was simply deep: "It's not the category I like anymore..."

He Peiyuan is very demanding: "The petals will become stale after a long time."

Yang Jingxing's sincere and honest tone: "Yes, the freshest..."

It took a long time before he really walked into the room again, after two steps Yang Jingxing didn't dare to move again.Four shiny silver balloons on the bedside wall form love, and several large and small red heart balloons are dotted among them.The tables, sofas and chairs have been redecorated. The pair of pink couple pillows on the stool at the end of the bed are not practical and do not match the style of the room. The vase in the middle of the bay window should be bought by the girl herself.

Yang Jingxing really observed meticulously, looking back and forth up and down before taking another step, and He Peiyuan took a step behind, as if accompanying him for inspection.

Looking at it, Yang Jingxing suddenly remembered: "Let me tell your mother... can we just discuss the script?"

He Peiyuan showed a slightly disgusted and blamed expression: "...don't worry about it."

Yang Jingxing stared at his girlfriend.

He Peiyuan smiled again: "Where's my gift?"

The box was still outside the door, Yang Jingxing said, "I can't take it out..."

"I like it." He Peiyuan encouraged her boyfriend to carry the box into the room, and said, "Give it to me later, don't open it yet."

Yang Jingxing obeyed, and regretted not listening to his girlfriend: "You should drink some wine."

He Peiyuan shook her head: "I'll drink it later... You can take a bath, I'll find you clothes, I've washed them."

Yang Jingxing took off his clothes while walking...

The relationship between the two has become better, Yang Jingxing doesn't want his girlfriend to rub his back, and he doesn't take every opportunity to be a hooligan.After He Peiyuan prepared a change of clothes for her boyfriend, she took the initiative to pass a toothbrush into the shower room, and no longer disliked bad habits or muscles.

Yang Jingxing thanked his wife for not going in, and asked softly: "What did you say to the family?"

He Peiyuan didn't take it too seriously: "Just say you won't go home and sleep here."

Yang Jingxing didn't dare to ask, "What did your mother say?"

"I didn't say anything." What He Peiyuan thought about was: "I want to shoot some perfume."

Yang Jingxing shook his head again and again: "Yuanyuan smells the best... Yes, male and female friends, I should be able to understand."

He Peiyuan smiled: "You believe it too? I said you will come back tomorrow, and I will help you prepare the year-end summary here. My mother also wants to ask Li Diya to accompany me." It's not all nonsense, he volunteered to help Director Yang First, I took a look at the semester summary of the colleagues in the art center.

Yang Jingxing's action is tentative: "Does your mother believe it?"

"I don't know whether to believe it or not." He Peiyuan didn't seem to care: "Anyway, I didn't ask much, and I didn't ask last time."

Yang Jingxing quickened his movements: "Give me the razor..."

After handing over the razor and taking back the toothbrush, He Peiyuan went into the bedroom again, and then didn't come out.Yang Jingxing didn't call out either, he cleaned himself up with both quality and quantity, and even trimmed his nails.

"My wife, I'm here!" Originally he rushed back to the bedroom with high morale, but Yang Jingxing raised his eyes and was stunned again.

He Peiyuan, who was standing at the table, turned around with her ponytail twitching, gently put down her comb and stood upright with her feet together.The slim white short-sleeved shirt tucked into the black mid-length skirt was a custom-made gift from Yang Jingxing according to the photo of her when she was seven years old. The simple and unadorned outfit was finally put on today, and He Peiyuan was a different person.