Although the chance of meeting Nian Wuwang after going to New York is very low, Yang Jingxing cannot guarantee it. Is there any good way to eliminate those tiny possibilities? Or can He Peiyuan not mind that possibility?

Yang Jingxing wanted to dispel his girlfriend's worries, and even explained: "...I also want to see Qi Qingnuo often, and I won't see him again in the future?"

He Peiyuan felt: "The more you see something you can't see, the more you think about it."

"That's it." Yang Jingxing smiled: "Then... we'll see you more often?"

"Ah..." He Peiyuan cried, and she rushed up and grabbed her boyfriend's neck with both hands, trying to fight for her life.

Yang Jingxing was very obedient at this time. His girlfriend pushed hard and he lay back obediently.

He Peiyuan was not so easy to talk to this time. She wanted to kill Yang Jingxing and could not let him escape easily. If the bird man could retreat an inch, He Peiyuan would dare to press forward a foot.

Yang Jingxing's upper body was completely down. He was almost lying on the sofa, and his long calves were off the ground.

He Peiyuan wanted to fully suppress her opponent. She knelt on the edge of the sofa with her right knee. She seized the opportunity to press down on her whole body. At the same time, she also raised her left leg off the ground. The landing point of her left knee was inside the sofa, successfully touching Yang Jingxing's body.

The legs are trapped.

Not only did her hands maintain control over Yang Jingxing's neck and shoulders, He Peiyuan also cleverly clamped the sides of the rogue's chest with her elbow joints. At the same time, she moved her body downward so that her hip joints were half-pressing Yang Jingxing's thighs. It seemed that she had formed a relationship with the man.

The effective control of friends can be forced to ask: "See you or not!?"

My girlfriend's breath hit my chin and neck, it might itch. Yang Jingxing, hey, lift your neck to see.

He Peiyuan stepped up her game and poked her boyfriend's heart above her boyfriend's heart with her sharp chin, almost close to his collarbone. However, she still bent her waist to avoid unnecessary physical contact and asked again: "See you?"

Yang Jingxing could still raise his head, and he could easily kiss his girlfriend's forehead when he raised his head, and then said, "Then I won't go."

He Peiyuan hummed: "It's clearly impossible." Preparing for a long struggle, she tilted her raised calf towards the outside of the sofa and let the slippers fall off.

Yang Jingxing seemed to be serious: "Okay, either go early or go later to avoid the performance."

He Peiyuan hesitated: "...We can still see you."

What Yang Jingxing meant was: "Go quietly and come back quietly. They don't have to be embarrassed for not complimenting me, and I don't have to be stingy for not inviting them... I'm just being sentimental."

He Peiyuan thought: "Then if you don't go to the scene? Will you miss the opportunity to expand your influence?"

Yang Jingxing smiled: "It's not a little bit of influence. Besides, the most important thing is to make Yuanyuan feel at ease. Although it is unfounded."

He Peiyuan moved her chin and poked her boyfriend's heart in protest. She lowered her raised calf, her left leg fell on the sofa, and her right leg rested on Yang Jingxing's knee. In this way, He Peiyuan pressed Yang Jingxing's leg with her leg, and then

Together with the chin and hands, it forms a more effective control.

Yang Jingxing's hands were still able to move, so he touched his girlfriend's lower back, and then gave him a plan: "Or you can take a leave and come with me. It will be more reassuring to see it in person."

"Who wants to look at you?" He Peiyuan was disdainful, and said: "Others will laugh to death!" This girl may also feel that her hunched posture is a bit inelegant, so she tried to flatten her spine and loosened her chin.

"Why are you laughing at me?" Yang Jingxing didn't think so: "I will pay for it at my own expense."

He Peiyuan was very angry at her boyfriend for being so inconsiderate and inconsiderate: "Then others thought I loved playing and thought I wanted to be on stage... They must have thought I was worried!"

Yang Jingxing returned to the first option: "Then I will go there in advance and discuss it with them at the end of next month."

He Peiyuan raised her upper body, observed her boyfriend's face from a better angle, and asked, "Who should I discuss this with?"

"School." Yang Jingxing had a lot to discuss: "Over there in New Zealand."

He Peiyuan still hesitated: "But this is a good opportunity for you to expand your influence... Will you regret not seeing the premiere?"

Yang Jingxing laughed: "The premiere is in China, and I have my girlfriend."

He Peiyuan attacked: "There are not many people in the country, and there is no influence at all..." When her neck was tired, she put it down and put her head on her boyfriend's chest. After adjusting it, it was more comfortable to lean on her side. The girl's hands were completely relaxed.

Now, I no longer exert any force and just put it on my boyfriend’s shoulders.

Yang Jingxing could no longer see his girlfriend's face at this time, so he gently felt He Peiyuan's slender waist with his fingers, which belonged to the last three techniques of tapping, flicking, sliding and rubbing, and said: "It's a sensitive period, wait for me and Yuanyuan's

My relationship is stable, and I still have the Third Symphony."

In the silence, He Peiyuan's breathing was slow and long: "As long as you don't see them... If you have no other choice, you can say hello, but you can't have any involvement... I will allow you to go." As she said this, her body began to relax.

Yang Jingxing smiled: "What else can it have to do with? I don't know how to do it, and they don't know how to... It really breaks down. I am the one who is at fault, but it may be okay. They are the injured party, and they may hate it with itch."

He Peiyuan didn't think so: "I don't see Qi Qingnuo hating you."

Yang Jingxing thought for a moment: "...who knows."

He Peiyuan also said: “When there is love, there is hatred.”

Yang Jingxing laughed, his body shaking with laughter, and He Peiyuan was also led to smile reluctantly. Both of them should be able to clearly feel each other's smile, and even their heartbeat and breathing, because He Peiyuan's whole body was almost pressed against Yang Jingxing. It seemed that

He Peiyuan is not much shorter than Yang Jingxing, but she is obviously much slender. The girl's shoulders are almost only two-thirds of her boyfriend's, and she can use Yang Jingxing as a cushion.

The two of them were separated by a length of their heads. The girl's hands and arms were placed on her boyfriend's neck and shoulders, her left cheek was resting on his left chest, her upper body was pressing against Yang Jingxing's lower abdomen, and her own lower abdomen was resting on the rogue's hip...

…The two of them did not touch each other below the knees, and Yang Jingxing’s lower legs were still outside the sofa.

The room was really quiet, but it was only quiet for a few seconds. He Peiyuan's sleeves rubbed against the sofa. It seemed that the girl was trying to stand up.

Yang Jingxing almost held his girlfriend's waist and said as if he was about to doze off: "Don't move..."

He Peiyuan remained motionless, motionless except for breathing, her face still resting on her boyfriend's chest.

Yang Jingxing didn't move either, but he had to breathe harder with this pressure.

Of course it was uncomfortable to be motionless. After about ten seconds, He Peiyuan began to bend her waist and tighten her abdomen.

Yang Jingxing was about to fall asleep: "Don't move, just like this..."

Deliberately staying still may require physical strength. From the sound, He Peiyuan seemed to be breathing with her mouth slightly open, and then her lower abdominal muscles seemed to be out of control, and there was a slight beating feeling between tightening and relaxing with her breathing.

Yang Jingxing's calves must have been tired, so he slowly lifted them up and placed them on the sofa, but he was quite conscious and had no intention of suppressing his girlfriend.

After persisting in the wooden man game for a while, He Peiyuan couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to raise her buttocks and tighten her waist again.

Yang Jingxing didn't say anything, but put his hands on his girlfriend's lower back and held it down.

He Peiyuan wanted to move, so if her waist and abdomen could not move, she moved. She took her hands away from Yang Jingxing's shoulders, and clenched her hands into fists and placed them on both sides of her head for defense. In order to better protect her, He Peiyuan simply raised her face slightly.

, two fists joined under the forehead to support his head, and completely covered his face in one fell swoop, greatly reducing the contact area between his face and his opponent. Only the tip of his nose and lips were still pressed against Yang Jingxing's T-shirt.

Yang Jingxing couldn't do anything about the movements of his girlfriend's upper body, or he didn't mind, but he also learned from He Peiyuan to move his abdominal muscles with his breathing, and even moved his waist and thighs.

The other party's movements were much larger, and they were obviously malicious, unlike her own unintentional actions. If she couldn't afford to offend him, why couldn't she hide? He Peiyuan tightened her abdomen again, and even wanted to turn her whole body over.

Yang Jingxing advised: "Lie down for a while...press down for a while."

He Peiyuan stopped moving again. After a while, she still protected her face with her fists and spoke motionlessly: "It hurts you..." The voice was very small, the tone was serious, and the rhythm was a little shaky.

"It doesn't hurt." Yang Jingxing showed his ability: "It's not... comfortable at all." However, the girl's lower abdomen should be quite soft.

He Peiyuan stopped moving again. Maybe she saw clearly that her boyfriend was being pressed down by her and was able to move around a little bit. He couldn't make any big waves.

More than 100 kilograms were weighed on his body, and even small movements were tiring. Yang Jingxing's breathing was obviously heavier, but he had no intention of stopping and seemed to be getting more energetic.

He Peiyuan was not polite. She put her legs together and stretched them tightly so that they were no longer in contact with the sofa. This would definitely put more pressure on the other person.

These two people seemed to be practicing some kind of breathing method. Especially He Peiyuan's posture, lying face down with her body stretched straight, her hands clenching her forehead and holding her forehead, and her chest was obviously breathing... If the body was replaced with a

Mat, definitely practicing yoga.

But Yang Jingxing was so unsightly, his breathing was completely out of order, the movements of his waist and legs were even more incomprehensible, and there was even a faint unsightly "uh huh huh" sound in his throat.

After being like this for a while, He Peiyuan had had enough. She no longer protected herself with her hands, and opened them up to hold Yang Jingxing's shoulders. He Peiyuan was strong, her body was still upright, and it seemed that only her hands were the focus.

But this girl was actually able to use only her hands to move herself up quickly, to a position where she was eye-to-eye and mouth-to-mouth with her opponent. She opened her eyes to quickly determine her position, and then pressed down decisively, successfully blocking Yang Jingxing's mouth. Both sides

Their tongues were so unfaithful that they almost sent out their troops at the same time to fight each other, making it difficult for them to distinguish themselves.

However, He Peiyuan is indeed shorter than Yang Jingxing, and her legs are also longer, and the pubic bone of the slender girl is also obvious...

During the passionate kiss, He Peiyuan suddenly paused, half-opened her eyes, and looked down at her boyfriend. The girl seemed a little dazed or confused, even her face and eyes were motionless.

After the two looked at each other expressionlessly for a while, they seemed to be communicating through breathing rhythms, and seemed to have some consensus. Yang Jingxing grabbed his girlfriend's waist. He weighed fifty kilograms in one hand, and even more in both hands.

He easily moved his girlfriend towards the top of their heads, as if to avenge He Peiyuan for hitting his chin with her head.

No, Yang Jingxing put his hands on the other side, on both sides of He Peiyuan's legs. In order to prevent Yang Jingxing from touching her, He Peiyuan moved both legs to the middle and joined together. After confirming that the girl's legs joined together, Yang Jingxing

Her hands were frightened, so she withdrew them to the girl's waist. He Peiyuan did not dare to relax, and kept her legs tightly together.

The situation was changed, and now He Peiyuan was a little above Yang Jingxing's head, but this also caused her head and shoulders to lose support. The girl could only press her hands on the sofa beside Yang Jingxing's head, put her head down, and opened her mouth.

Placed it on Yang Jingxing's forehead.

Yang Jingxing was so shameless. He actually wanted to use his vanguard to attack the girl's neck. It was a blatant violation of the convention.

Of course, He Peiyuan would not let the other party succeed. She raised her upper body again, then lowered her head and stared at Yang Jingxing, who was much shorter than herself. At this time, the gap between the two of them was much larger than when they were standing together, and Yang Jingxing also realized that he had to raise his head.

What it's like to look at people with your eyes.

In the seemingly peaceful look at each other, He Peiyuan became smarter, practiced in advance and prepared, and her legs began to fight left and right. Although she had seriously regressed and her moves were monotonous and rhythmic, this girl still had a serious look on her face, and she seemed to be afraid of being attacked.

The other party saw the fighting spirit on his face and buried his head again, but he didn't expect that breathing could betray him.

Why did the girl ignore Yang Jingxing's surprise attack? Maybe it was because she didn't have one herself, so she didn't take Yang Jingxing's attack seriously. So Yang Jingxing didn't expose himself too much, and was firmly inserted between the girl's left and right fights.

Although the girl's training intensity this time was very low, she still had to support her upper body and was out of breath after a while. It was really tiring.

Yang Jingxing suddenly held the girl's waist with both hands again, this time with more force, and directly lifted the girl up, while he did sit-ups.

Why were the two of them standing face to face next to the sofa all of a sudden, and she was shorter than the other person? He Peiyuan looked at Yang Jingxing without knowing why.
To be continued...