If Feng Yiping was still a bit romantic and suave when he was abroad, then when he was in China, he was probably only young and mature, and at most he would occasionally jump out of the face of people he knew for a while.

So, after getting on the bus, he was actually a little nervous.

Why are American cars built large? Because the space inside the car is private space.

You said, in this private space, if Ma Ling is flying from all over the world, if you hug him and chew him, how should you deal with it?

Besides, there are people outside the car!

Fortunately, Ma Ling is very accomplicated in the local customs and does not bring the kind of American imperialism that only cares about one's own feelings.

Fasten your seat belt properly, "Do you like this car?"

"Yes, masculine, tough, firm and durable," said Feng Yiping.

“It’s just that the fuel consumption is high,”

As an environmentalist, that's not good.

She didn't do anything else along the way. She leaned comfortably on the seat and saw a building with a bit of age, so she pointed at it and asked.

Poor child, in her hometown, except for a few rare Indian ruins that have been preserved, it is probably the 260-year-old independent hall in Philadelphia, which is the oldest building.

Feng Yiping took her to the old Quanjude store in Qianmen. When she saw the square, her whole face was pressed against the car window. "It's so spectacular. When I looked upstairs in the hotel, I felt very shocked. You must take me to visit it."

"Where do you live?"

"Hilton," Ma Ling took out a card, Feng Yiping looked at the Hilton in Chaoyang District.

During the peak meal period, I made a temporary reservation and waited for almost an hour. It was only a private room. However, the two of them kept talking and laughing, and the waiting time was not difficult.

After finally entering the box, she waited for the waiter holding the menu to leave and took off her windbreaker. Ma Ling, who was only wearing a turtleneck camel-colored cashmere sweater, immediately showed her tomboy side.

Without saying a word, he straddled Feng Yiping's thigh and held his face, "Do you miss me?"

Seeing that the red lips were getting closer, Feng Yiping was really a little confused, but after a while, he had no time to think about it anymore. It was because Ma Ling had just kissed him domineeringly.

Feng Yiping struggled a little, cursed himself in his heart. He couldn't help but responded, you went back and forth, you went forward and back, you went back and forth, you went back and forth, you went back and forth, you chased...

Until the door of the private room was knocked twice, then two waiters holding plates stood awkwardly at the door, neither going in nor going back. They hadn't stopped yet.

In Ma Ling's hometown, it is common to do this under the crowd of people in the hall. Therefore, even though she was devoted, she still closed her starry eyes slightly, hugged Feng Yiping, and asked for it.

Feng Yiping couldn't even speak. After finally pulling her open, her eyes were blurred and she looked at Feng Yiping in confusion, "What's wrong?"

Feng Yiping, whose old face was slightly red, coughed. "The food is here,"

As soon as Ma Ling sniffed, she immediately moved to the next scene seamlessly, "Oh, it smells so good!"

She got up from Feng Yiping and looked at the plate holding in the little girl and the young man, "Is this roast duck?"

"Yes, this is the legendary roast duck,"

The two of them, especially Ma Ling, were completely unfamiliar. Just like the Chinese people's actions that seemed very close, private, and explosive, just like drinking tea, there was no place to see people. However, the two who served the dishes had red faces and didn't dare to raise their heads.

Ma Ling's chopsticks were naturally not used well. Feng Yiping carefully rolled one for her, "Try it,"

"Duck Roll?" In terms of eating, it is really not much different from the chicken rolls created by American soldiers.

"But, this knife is really good," she said, looking at the good duck meat.

"It's so delicious," Ma Ling only tasted it and stuffed the duck roll into her mouth a few times.

Feng Yiping was already rolling her the next one, "Did you know that the roast duck in this restaurant has always been made of fruit trees, so have you tasted the fragrance of fruit trees?"

Ma Ling savored it, "It seems there is,"

"Also, do you believe that this store has been lit from 1864 to 136 years, and the fire that was lit at the beginning has not been extinguished."

Ma Ling widened her eyes, "It's been 136 years? What a magical country!"

Feng Yiping doesn’t like the word magic very much, it seems to have the original meaning in it.

However, following Ma Ling's additional sentence, "That's why we have nurtured someone like you,"

He immediately made him smile, he was so good at speaking!

Feng Yiping was about to roll it again, but Ma Ling stopped him, "I'll roll it for you,"

…………

The speed of the gossip spread is really comparable to the speed of light. The one who came to pay for them was obviously not the girl before, and her eyes were always fixed on Ma Ling.

When they went out, they were almost watched by the waiters in the store. As the saying goes, many foreigners brought beautiful domestic girls here for dinner, and there were not many beautiful foreign girls like this with Chinese guys.

"Come now?" Feng Yiping asked.

"I'm too full, take me back to the hotel first and have a rest,"

"It's so sir!" Although I couldn't help but look down on myself, Feng Yiping couldn't help but be happy when he heard this answer.

Feng Yiping believes that in addition to the lobby manager, the doorman at the Hilton Hotel and the girls at the front desk are all necessary to receive retraining.

Isn’t it just a beautiful foreign girl who holds me with her back? Is there anything worth being surprised about?

Her room really has a good view. Standing in front of the window, the magnificent Forbidden City was unobstructed. "Did you know that this palace area was built by an emperor who robbed his nephew's throne in the early 15th century."

Feng Yiping seems to have nothing to say today, and he especially likes to talk about these things.

Ma Ling frivolously touched his chin, lazily took off his windbreaker, shook off the leather boots on his feet, and walked towards the bedroom swayingly, "So, are you going to stay there and watch the scenery, or...,"

Before she could finish her words, she was thrown into the bed.

She put her back on Feng Yiping's head and smiled so hard that she trembled, "Haha, so fast?"

"Don't you know that at the Olympics, athletes from our country won the gold medal in track and field?"

As he was so good, Feng Yiping was not pretentious. He kissed her neck. With his hand lifted it, he took off her sweater. With a light stroke, he disarmed Ma Ling's upper body.

She was wearing a skirt today, huh, it just saves some trouble.

Ma Ling turned around, breathed rapidly to meet Feng Yiping's kiss, and took off his belt with both hands. After a while, her low whispered sounds in the room...

Young people, they have good kidneys, you know, it is not easy to gather once thousands of miles apart, so, you know, when they finally hugged each other in bed, the sunset has dyed the clouds in the sky with red edges.

"How many days can I stay?" Feng Yiping asked, stroking Ma Ling's smooth back.

“School starts on the 18th, and we plan to have a week off in Hawaii,” said Maling. “Can you stay tonight?”

"I've been with you these days," Feng Yiping said, "I'm sorry...,"

Ma Ling immediately blocked her mouth, "Don't say it," she shook her head, "I have many places I want to go to, such as the Great Wall, the Terracotta Warriors and Horses in Xi'an, and the Hukou Waterfall?"

"Yes, Hukou Waterfall, I'll take you there," Feng Yiping kissed her lovingly, "Will you move to my house from tomorrow?"

Ma Ling was a little happy and hesitant, "Is it convenient?"

“I have lived in a new house near the school these days.”

"Yeah!" Ma Ling jumped up naked, "Then let's go now, I want to eat the Chinese food you cook,"

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In the next five days, Feng Yiping flew around with Ma Ling and enjoyed the well-known domestic beauty and food. After four days, he returned to the capital. It was about to be separated, and it was night, so he naturally became lingering.

And this time, Ma Ling couldn't be as free and easy as last time. Although she didn't cry in the waiting hall, her eyes were always red, "It's okay, I have applied for the exchange student program. I will be able to go to the United States in the second half of this year,"

"Really?" Ma Ling burst into tears and smiled.

"Really, but," Feng Yiping hesitated for a moment.

"I know, but as long as you get closer to me, I'll be happy," she finally couldn't help but say something, and after saying it, she was very uncomfortable, "Okay, remember to email me then,"

I wiped my face randomly with my hands, just like last time, and walked towards the security checkpoint without looking back. (To be continued.)

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