In fact, from the time I entered the room, it may be caused by the cold outdoors and the warmth indoors. Feng Yiping seemed to have been soaked in warm water. Although his thinking was particularly active, his head was dizzy.

The slight "creaking" sound and the two light knocks on the door made him wake up immediately. However, after waking up for a moment, he guessed what was going to happen next. He felt that he was about to float up and could no longer feel everything outside. He only had that door in his eyes, no, the person behind the door!

From the living room to the front of the master bedroom, he walked very fast and heavy for these dozen steps, but he could not feel the shock of the floor at all, and felt like he was stepping on cotton.

Although I drank so many glasses of water tonight, when I arrived at the door, I felt my throat was dry. When I was talking, my throat seemed to be rubbing, and the sound was floating and trembling, "What's wrong with you?"

The door opened in response to the sound, Feng Yiping was pulled in with one hand, pressed against the wall, and a soft body leaned over, "Are you Chinese men so passive?"

Feng Yiping wanted to refute, but he couldn't do it because his mouth was blocked, and then Dingxiang's little tongue slipped in.

This girl Ma Ling has good lung capacity. This should be a French deep kiss. She stopped until both of them were a little hypoxia.

At this time, if you are pretentious, you are really not a man. Moreover, this situation makes you have no room for being a beast. Feng Yiping thought about Ma Ling's previous words and turned around and pressed her against the wall, "Chinese men are all mankinds as hard as diamonds,"

Wait, this seems a bit confused, but what if it is.

The glimmer of light from the living room illuminated Ma Ling's eyes under her curved eyelashes. It also allowed Feng Yiping to see the unyielding eyes clearly. Her red lips were so beautiful that she seemed to say, "Come on,"

Then what else is there to be polite to come but not to go. Feng Yiping leaned forward and kissed him back.

The two of them turned their heads, but their lips were tightly connected, and their hands were not idle. They kept fumbled on each other. After a few strokes, their loose bathrobe fell to the ground, and then the two of them fell heavily on the huge bed in the master bedroom.

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I don't know how long it took. The sound finally stopped, and a lazy female voice said, "Go and rush?"

In the shower room, Ma Ling, who was soft just now, was washed away by hot water, immediately became energetic and touched Feng Yiping's pretty large abdominal muscles, "Just once?"

I go, this is a serious underestimation of my ability! Feng Yiping, who is more wise than words, is too lazy to talk nonsense. He answers her directly with actions.

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Afterwards, the two of them soaked in the bathtub with satisfaction. Through the window, looking at the deserted street outside, Ma Ling, who was lying in Feng Yiping's arms, suddenly smiled playfully, "I heard that it has a unique flavor in the water!"

That happens, Feng Yiping also wants to experience it.

So the water in the bathtub rippled.

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"Eat something?" Feng Yiping asked Ma Ling in his arms.

"OK,"

After signing up for the previous high-intensity exercise, both of them ordered steak in the middle of the night.

The speed was quite fast. After half an hour, the waiter pushed the dining cart and knocked on the door. After a few minutes, the two of them looked at each other's Guangguang plate and couldn't help laughing. Then, they started drinking soup almost at the same time.

"It's so full," Ma Ling, who is wearing Feng Yiping's shirt and Feng Yiping's flat corners, has a very national husband's demeanor. She sits on Feng Yiping's thighs and hugs his neck and says, "It's been a long time since I've eaten so much at such a night. What if I get fat?"

"It's okay, it doesn't matter once in a while," Feng Yiping said with a smile, "You have a very good figure now!"

"But I'm just worried about gaining weight,"

"Then tomorrow, oh no, get up early today, I will accompany you to the gym,"

Ma Ling smiled and reached out her hand, holding something accurately, "There are many ways to move, and now it's OK,"

She moved her hands, "What, my perfect man, isn't that possible?"

I really can tolerate it, but my uncle can't. I must not treat such major issues that concern dignity. The sofa is just as good as it is. Immediately, Feng Yiping's shirt was thrown to the ground casually.

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In this way, they kept tossing until after three o'clock, and rushed for a while, and finally fell asleep in embrace each other.

That night, Jacob also slept soundly.

He opened another room with a wink, but he was always alert and always wondered if the boss would call me and ask me to send that girl back to school later?

After one o'clock, he finally gave up. It seemed that he didn't have to wait.

But, he felt a little mixed in his heart.

As a man, he admired Feng Yiping's ability and luck, and actually met such a beautiful girl next to the trash can.

But as an American man, he was really a little uncomfortable watching such an outstanding girl, and in just a few hours he threw herself into the arms of a foreigner.

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At six o'clock in the morning, Feng Yiping woke up on time. Ma Ling was still sleeping soundly. She pressed one of her thighs on him and put one hand on him, as if she was afraid that he would run away. Feng Yiping smiled and helped her to push away the hair scattered on her face. Looking at this face that he could only see on the big screen later, his eyes closed again at some point.

I don't know how long it took, but he was confused. He felt itchy in his nose, so he closed his eyes and rubbed it a few times. Then, his face and neck were also itchy. He opened his eyes and saw Ma Ling holding his hair, sweeping around his face mischievously, "What time is it?"

Ma Ling put his hands on his neck, "Third to 9:30,"

"Then I'll ask them to bring in the breakfast,"

After hearing this, Ma Ling turned over and sat on him, "Eat later,"

Wait a minute, the east wind blows, the war drums beat, who is afraid of who in this world!

"Okay, I said I'll accompany you to exercise in the morning."

However, whether to dominate or be dominated or controlled is a very serious question. He immediately turned over and came to the top and must not let the west wind overwhelm over the east wind.

Ma Ling wants to turn the tables, but how could she be Feng Yiping's opponent, who is controlled everywhere?

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After the exercise, his appetite was growing louder. After the wind blew the clouds, Ma Ling drank milk and pretended to ask unintentionally, "Are you going to Harvard in the afternoon?"

I said, it’s not because of this, you have been so uneasy in the past few hours.

"Yes, that was the last invitation to speech I accepted,"

"Will you go back to China after that?"

"No, I have some other itineraries, and I have told you that I need to examine some new technologies, such as new energy,"

"I won't come to Washington again, right?"

"However, during this period, I need help from someone familiar with the national conditions of the United States. Are you willing to help me?" Feng Yiping asked.

"Jacob is more suitable than me," Ma Ling smiled.

"But I hope it's you more," Feng Yiping held her hand.

"What about the website? What are you planning to start it in China first?"

"No, I won't do it in China first, and I won't come forward directly. This matter depends mainly on you, but I will create conditions for you. This time I came to the United States, and I will promote this project to them."

"Why? This is a good thing for charity. Why do you have to be behind the scenes? Don't you give cross-border speeches for your book?" Ma Ling asked in confusion.

"I'm very happy to appear in various reports as a scholar, not as a philanthropist or a wealthy entrepreneur," Feng Yiping explained.

In China, for a long time, many charities have been accompanied by controversy. Feng Yiping does not need such trouble now and in the future, nor does he need to promote himself and the company in such a way.

As for the rich list, it is best to be as far away as possible.

Although he didn't quite understand his approach, Ma Ling still said "Oh".

At one o'clock, Jacob finally received a call from his boss. He drove the car to the hotel door for a while and saw Ma Ling walking out with Feng Yiping's hand in his arms. It seemed that he was thinking.

He sighed secretly, and suddenly he felt that the fat water flowed into the outsiders' fields. However, he did not show any of it, and he smiled and helped them open the car door, "Do you go back to school?"

When he arrived at the school gate, he saw the two people behind him holding hands reluctantly. He walked out of the car to smoke, but his back was a bit bleak. I am afraid that he would be like many young people in our country when he saw a foreigner who hugged a beautiful girl and swayed across the market, and would secretly mutter, "The good cabbage is chewed by the pig!"

"I never did this, this is my first time," Ma Ling looked at Feng Yiping and said, "Although this is nothing, it's really the first time I have something like yesterday."

"Forget it, why would I tell you this? I'm going down,"

"Wait," Feng Yiping held her hand, "I know, I understand,"

"Also," he said with a smile, "because I'm so charming,"

Ma Ling smiled and shook his hand, "I'm going to class,"

"Remember to consider my proposal,"

"I will consider it if I have time," Ma Ling pulled out his hand, put on his windbreaker and got out of the car.

Feng Yiping followed, "Don't you say goodbye?"

Ma Ling smiled and turned around, preparing to have a hug, but Feng Yiping didn't want to just let her go. He held her face and kissed her gently. Ma Ling closed her eyes and couldn't help but raise her heels.

If this is done in China, it will definitely be watched, but here, the students around him looked at the two people kissing each other passionately, and for these guys, such things are too common.

Feng Yiping stood by the car, watching Ma Ling put his hands in his windbreaker pocket, and walked towards the school gate without looking back. His long hair fluttered in the wind, but it was different from yesterday. Today's flowing seemed to have a hint of sadness.

He rubbed his temples, waved to Jacob on the side of the road, "Go to the airport," (to be continued.)

ps:ps: The end of the month, it is the end of the year again, eagerly looking forward to the money!

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Chapter completed!