If it is said that when he was abroad, Feng Yiping still had a little bit of suave energy, then when he was in China, he was mostly only young and old, and at most occasionally jumped out of it for a while in front of acquaintances.

So, after getting in the car, he was actually a little apprehensive.

Why are American cars built so big? Because the space inside the car is a private space.

You say, in this private space, Ma Ling, who flew all the way from thousands of miles, would gnaw if he hugged himself, how should he deal with it?

Besides, there are people outside the car!

Fortunately, Ma Ling was very local and did not bring the US imperialists who only cared about their own feelings.

Buckle up properly, "You like this car?"

"Yes, masculine, hard, strong, durable," Mr. Feng said.

"It's just high fuel consumption,"

Environmentalists, that's not good.

She didn't do anything else along the way, leaned comfortably on the chair, and when she saw a building of a bit of age, she pointed and asked.

Poor baby, in her hometown, except for a few rare preserved Indian relics, it is estimated that the 260-year-old Independence Hall in Philadelphia is the oldest building.

Feng Yiping took her to the old Quanjude store in Qianmen, and when she saw Tiananmen Square, her whole face was stuck on the car window, "It's spectacular, when I watched it upstairs in the hotel, I felt very shocked, you must take me to have a good visit,"

"Where do you live?"

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

During the peak period of dining, it was a temporary reservation again, and I waited for almost an hour. It's only the turn of a box, but the two of them have been talking and laughing, and the waiting time is not difficult.

I finally entered the box, waited for the waiter with the menu to exit, and took off my trench coat. Ma Ling, who was wearing only a high-necked camel-colored cashmere sweater, immediately showed her feminine side.

Uncontrollably, he straddled Feng Yiping's lap and held his face, "Do you miss me?"

Seeing that the red lips were getting closer and closer, Feng Yiping was really a little entangled, but after being entangled for a while, he didn't have time to think about it anymore, because Ma Ling had simply kissed him domineeringly.

Feng Yiping only struggled slightly, and scolded himself in his heart. I can't help but respond, you come and go, you advance and I retreat, you retreat and I chase .......

Until the box door was knocked twice, and then, two waiters with plates stood at the door awkwardly, neither entering nor leaving. They haven't stopped yet.

In Ma Ling's hometown, it is not uncommon to do this in front of the public. Therefore, although she heard the movement, her starry eyes were still slightly closed, hugging Feng Yiping, and asking for it non-stop.

Feng Yiping couldn't even speak. It was easy to pull her away, her eyes were confused, and she looked at Feng Yiping puzzled, "What's wrong?"

Feng Yiping, whose old face was slightly red, coughed. "The dish is coming,"

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

She got up from Feng Yiping and looked at the plate that the little girl and the young man were holding in their hands, "This is roast duck?"

"Yes, this is the legendary roast duck,"

The two of them, especially Ma Ling, will have nothing to do with this, just like those intimate, private, and energetic actions that seem to the Chinese people just now, as ordinary as drinking tea, there is nothing where they can't see people, but the two who served the food are blushing and don't dare to raise their heads.

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

"Duck Meat Wrap?" is really not much different from the chicken wrap created by American GIs.

"Still, it's a good cut," she said, looking at the good slice of duck meat.

"It's delicious," Ma Ling took a bite and shoved the duck roll into his mouth in a few clicks.

Feng Yiping was already rolling one for her, "Do you know, the roast duck in this shop has always been made of wood from fruit trees, so have you tasted the fragrance of fruit trees?"

Ma Ling thought about it for a while, "It seems to be,"

"Also, do you believe it, 136 years have passed since the fire was lit in 1864, and the fire that was lit at the beginning has not been extinguished,"

Ma Ling's eyes widened, "Burned for 136 years, what a magical country!"

Feng Yiping doesn't like the word magic very much, it seems to have a primitive meaning in it.

No, following Ma Ling's addition, "That's why people like you can be bred,"

Immediately make him smile, what a good talker!

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

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The speed of gossip is really comparable to the speed of light, and the one who came to settle the bill for them was obviously not the little girl before, and her eyes had always been fixed on Ma Ling.

When the two of them went out, they were almost watched by the waiter in the store, or the same sentence, there are many foreigners who bring beautiful domestic girls to eat here, and there are not many beautiful foreign girls like this, who come with Chinese guys.

"Do you want to go to Tiananmen now?" Feng Yiping asked.

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

"Haole!" Although he couldn't help but despise himself a little, Feng Yiping couldn't help but be happy when he heard this answer.

Feng Yiping believes that in addition to the lobby manager who is qualified, the doorman of the Hilton Hotel and the girl at the front desk need to be retrained.

Isn't it just a beautiful foreign girl, and the little bird is holding me?

Her room, sure enough, has a good view, standing in front of the window, the golden Forbidden City, unobstructed, "Do you know, this palace area was built in the early 15th century, an emperor who robbed his nephew of the throne,"

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

Ma Ling touched his chin lightly, lazily took off the windbreaker on his body, threw off the leather boots on his feet, and walked towards the bedroom in a swaying posture, "So, do you want to stay there and enjoy the scenery, or...... ，”

Before she could finish speaking, she was thrown into bed.

She put her backhand around Feng Yiping's head and laughed wildly, "Hehe, so fast?"

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

It's all on this, Feng Yiping is not pretentious, kissing her neck, lifting her hand, he took off the sweater on her body, and with a slight stroke of his hand, he disarmed Ma Ling's upper body.

She's wearing a skirt today, well, just to save some trouble.

Ma Ling turned around, breathing quickly to meet Feng Yiping's kiss, untied his belt with both hands, and after a while, her whispering and singing ...... sounded in the room.

Young people, the kidneys are good, you know, thousands of miles apart, it is not easy to get together, so, you know, when they finally hug each other and lie on the bed exhausted, the sunset has dyed the clouds on the horizon red.

"How many days can you stay?" Feng Yiping asked as he stroked Ma Lingguang's slippery back.

"School starts on the 18th, and we're planning a week vacation in Hawaii," Ma Ling said, "Can you stay tonight?"

"I've been with you for the past few days," Feng Yiping said, "I'm sorry...... ，”

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

"Yes, Hukou Waterfall, I'll take you there," Feng Yiping kissed her on the head lovingly, "From tomorrow, will you move to my house?"

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

"I've been living in a newly renovated house near the school for the past few days,"

"yes yes!" Ma Ling jumped up naked, "Then go now, I want to eat the Chinese food you made,"

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For the next five days, Feng Yiping has been flying around with Ma Ling non-stop, enjoying the well-known beauty and food in China, and only after four days did he return to the capital.

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

"Really?" said Ma Ling burst into tears and laughed.

"Really, but," Feng Yiping hesitated.

"I know, it's just, as long as you're close to me, I'm happy," she finally couldn't help but say, and after saying it, she was very uncomfortable, "Okay, remember to email me then,"

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