“Ah, there is also the United Nations World Food Program?”

Ma Ling felt that she had ideas and was also a person who dared to act, but she just wanted to do her best to influence the people around her and reduce waste. At the same time, she insisted on raising some food for those who needed it with everyone's indifference or disgust.

But why is this guy in front of me so bold? After only a few hours of thinking, he came up with such a big idea.

I just don’t respect the government and think that no matter how weak the United Nations is, it is still an international organization after all, and I and him, one in the freshman year and the other in the sophomore year, are thinking about this?

Don’t say, it’s really exciting to think about it. Ma Ling became even more excited. Such things are what should be done and what is worth investing all her life. She looked at Feng Yiping with her eyes glowing, "Tell me in detail,"

"Okay, I'll sort out my thoughts," Feng Yiping walked to the desk in front of the window and took out paper and pen from the drawer. "It's probably the case,"

"First of all, we have built a website to answer various questions. To be specific, for example, our country is now in the process of learning English. Because learning English well is not only a skill, but also a possibility to improve one's life. Then we can launch a game with a word in the question. Then, you choose one of the four words below that has the closest meaning. If you answer correctly, ten grains of rice will be added to the plate next to you, and one will be correct, and another ten grains will be added.

Similarly, I believe that in the future, more and more Americans will learn Chinese, so we can also launch a game of learning Chinese to donate rice. This is the first step," Feng Yiping wrote down the word "website" on paper.

He then wrote the words "netizen" on the paper, "This is the second key factor, netizens click on the website. While learning, they can also promote donations."

"The third one is the advertiser," Ma Ling rushed to say, "When a netizen answers the question, the company that pops up the advertisement is responsible for donating the rice from the netizen's plate."

She held her hand on the back of the chair and bent down to look at the words Feng Yiping wrote on the paper. Unconsciously, the heads of the two people were almost the same together.

When she said this, the two of them turned their heads at the same time, their eyes facing each other, and between their lips, the Supreme Treasure said that widely circulated line, Fairy Zixia's sword was far from his throat.

Both of them could feel the warm breathing of each other. Ma Ling was stunned for a moment, and a red glow suddenly appeared on her face. From Feng Yiping's perspective, the tiny fluff on her face was clearly visible. Well, it was really more developed than the Chinese.

Feng Yiping coughed and turned his head. "Yes, this is the third element."

Ma Ling didn't speak.

"The fourth is the United Nations World Food Programme, and all the food collected will be arranged by them."

Ma Ling still looked at him and said nothing.

The closeness and distantness of relationships between people is directly reflected in physical distance.

The safe distance between you and strangers is usually around 1.2 meters, and people who are not particularly trusted, familiar, or close to you, whether they are talking to you or interacting with others, as long as they exceed this distance, they will make people feel nervous and uneasy. Therefore, when two strangers start dating, how to successfully break through this safe distance is the most critical link.

Why do we always miss the first time holding hands with the person we like? It is not just because holding hands is the other party’s affirmation of you. At the same time, perhaps we have not clearly realized that it is also a key sign of the two parties going from strangeness, familiarity, and intimacy.

Because even relatives, acquaintances, and friends, we subconsciously maintain a private distance of 45 to 1.2 meters, and when holding hands, both parties remain between direct contact between forty-five centimeters, which is the intimate distance.

After only a few hours of meeting Ma Ling and Feng Yiping, they had already experienced it smoothly, from a safe distance to a breakthrough to an intimate distance. Although some words were not said or some things were not done, the substantial change had already happened.

Therefore, although the two of them still looked like they were seriously improving the "free rice" website plan, there was a kind of emotion growing silently in the warm hotel room.

At the same time, there was a smell spreading in the room.

"The last item is people who need food. This link after link, a perfect network is formed,"

Ma Ling did not stand behind him anymore, but lay on the table, watching Feng Yiping draw a circle and connect the five words.

"This idea is really perfect," she brushed her long brown hair, and the ends of her hair accidentally swept over Feng Yiping's cheek. His nose was good, so why did it seem to have a bit of smell?

If you put the taste aside, we care about the inner person, and it will not be so superficial.

Feng Yiping enjoyed such ambiguity. Even though the matter was clearly explained, he was still thinking about writing something to extend this moment.

So, we continued to mark the words below, "In order to help those in need, we set up such a website. Netizens with this awareness helped complete the donation while playing and learning... and finally delivered it to those who need them,"

"So, how to increase the popularity of the website and let more people participate is a key issue," Ma Ling picked up one of his hair and sniffed it in front of his nose, frowned, then smelled himself, and then sucked his nose. It seemed that this smell was found in the room.

I no longer care about the website and said a little crampedly, "We...,"

Feng Yiping sniffed on his shoulder, "Haha, I stayed next to the trash can for a few hours, it's inevitable, why don't you go and wash it first and then let's discuss this issue?"

Ma Ling didn't feel embarrassed this time, and no girl could accept the smell of a trash can.

Listening to the sound of water coming from the bathroom, Feng Yiping felt a little restless.

The hotel room was originally a very ambiguous place. In a foreign country, the tangible and invisible bondage on it seemed to no longer exist. Now it is a lonely man and a widow. Therefore, Comrade Feng Yiping is really a little restless!

Through the window, important central agencies of the US federal government were clearly visible. However, at this moment, Feng Yiping didn't even want to look at them. His tie was loose and loose, and he had already drunk three cups of water. He wanted to find out if there were any cigarettes in the room.

At this time, he heard Ma Ling in the bathroom saying, "Can you hand over my bag in?"

"Oh, OK," accidentally drank the water in the cup to the corner of his mouth. Feng Yiping wiped it, took her bag, and ran from the living room into the bedroom.

The bathroom door opened a small gap, and a hand stretched out from it. With a whim of "Thank you," the door closed firmly, only some mixed fragrance that was difficult to control was overflowing.

Feng Yiping returned to the living room very gentlemanly and watched the TV absent-mindedly. After a while, he heard the sound of footsteps behind him. Ma Ling walked out in a white bathrobe, holding a bag and clothes.

Only then did Feng Yiping understand what she wanted to wrap her bags and put on makeup in it.

Her makeup level seemed to be higher than the food collection level. Feng Yiping looked at it and couldn't help but move his throat. In order to cover it up, he quickly took a sip of water, "Do you want to notify the guest house department to take your clothes to dry clean?"

For her unconsumerist who pursues a certain degree of consumerism, Feng Yiping did not take his own initiative to ask the hotel to send a set of clothes, although the Hilton Hotel would provide such services.

"Wait with your clothes later,"

So what this means is, don’t leave at night?

"Okay, then you can sit first."

The man took a shower quickly. A few minutes later, a guest room came to take away their clothes. The two were left wearing bathrobes and sitting on the sofa. The TV was on, but no one watched it. It was true or false, and they were still discussing website promotion.

However, it is obviously not enough to talk about this situation. Feng Yiping opened a bottle of wine, held the wine glass, and chatted, the two of them became more and more relaxed and sat closer and closer. The bathrobe was not a clothes, and inadvertently, there would always be a spring light that would make people's heart beat faster and pass away.

The last time, after laughing for some reason, the two people who calmed down did not want to talk anymore, their eyes were facing each other, and their eyes were lingering, and they could hear each other's heartbeats getting faster and louder.

The horse was so active that he put the wine glass on the coffee table, "I'm sleeping in the master bedroom?"

"Of course," Feng Yiping stood up.

"Then, good night," Ma Ling came over, put his face on him, walked into the bedroom briskly, and gently closed the door.

Of course, Feng Yiping couldn't sleep now, so he turned the sound down and kept pressing the TV's remote control. Maybe it might have been over an hour - anyway, he felt it was quite long, and there was no movement in the master bedroom, so he turned off the TV and prepared to go back to his room.

At this time, it was like a thunderbolt, and with a light "click", the door of the master bedroom opened. Perhaps he was worried that he would not hear it, so the person inside knocked on the door twice.

……………(To be continued.)

ps:ps: Feng Yiping walked over happily and saw a hand stretching out from the door. He didn't know what he meant, so he waved his hand a few times, "Where is the ticket?" Ma Ling said crisply, "How can I enter the door without a ticket?"

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Chapter completed!