Chapter 604

If it is said that Feng Yiping still had a bit of suave vigor when he was abroad, then when he was in China, he was probably only a young and old man, and at most he occasionally escaped for a while in front of acquaintances.

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

Why are American cars made so big? Because the space inside the car is personal space.

You said, in this private space, if Ma Ling, who flew all the way from thousands of miles, hugs me and gnaws, how should I deal with it?

Besides, there are people outside the car!

Fortunately, classmate Ma Ling followed the Romans, and did not bring the American imperialism that only cared about his own feelings.

Fasten your seat belt in a proper manner, "Do you like this car?"

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

"It's high fuel consumption,"

Environmentalists, that's the bad thing.

She didn't do anything else along the way, she leaned comfortably on the seat, and when she saw an old building, she pointed to it and asked.

Poor girl, in her hometown, apart from a few rare 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 to the car window, "It's really spectacular. When I saw it upstairs in the hotel, I felt very Shocking, you must take me to have a good tour, "

"Where do you live?"

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

During the peak dining period, it was a temporary reservation. After waiting for almost an hour, it was the turn of a box. However, the two of them kept chatting and laughing, and the waiting time was not difficult.

After finally entering the box, after the waiter holding the menu exited, Ma Ling took off her windbreaker and only wore a high-necked camel cashmere sweater, and immediately showed her feminine side.

Involuntarily sitting on Feng Yiping's lap, holding his face, "Do you miss me?"

Seeing the red lips getting closer, Feng Yiping was really tangled up, but he was tangled up for a while, and he didn't have time to think about it anymore, because Ma Ling had already kissed him domineeringly.

Feng Yiping struggled a little, scolded himself in his heart, and couldn't help responding, you come and go, you advance and retreat, you retreat and chase...

Until the door of the box was knocked twice, and then two waiters with trays stood awkwardly at the door, neither entering nor retreating, they still haven't stopped.

In Ma Ling's hometown, it's not uncommon to do this in the public hall, so she, who was devoted to it, even though she heard the movement, still closed her eyes slightly, hugged Feng Yiping, and kept asking for it.

Feng Yiping couldn't even speak, and finally pulled her away. Her eyes were blurred, and she looked at Feng Yiping puzzled, "What's wrong?"

Feng Yiping, whose old face was slightly red, coughed, "Here comes the food."

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, looked at the plates that the little girl and the boy were holding, "Is this the roast duck?"

"Yes, this is the legendary roast duck,"

There will be nothing wrong with the two of them, especially Ma Ling, just like those actions just now that are very intimate, private, and explosive in the eyes of Chinese people, they are as common as drinking tea, there is nothing that cannot be seen, but the The two of the dishes were blushing and didn't dare to lift their heads.

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

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

"It's a nice knife, though," she said, looking at the good piece of duck.

"It's delicious," Ma Ling only took a bite, and stuffed the duck roll into his mouth a few times.

Feng Yiping is already rolling out another one for her, "Did you know that the roast duck in this restaurant has always used the wood of fruit trees, so, have you tasted the aroma of fruit trees?"

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

"Also, do you believe that this store has been 136 years 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, "It burned for 136 years? What a magical country!"

Feng Yiping doesn't like the word miraculous, as it seems to have an original meaning in it.

No, but, as Ma Ling added, "That's why people like you can be bred,"

Immediately make him smile, he is really good at talking!

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

... ... ...

The speed of gossip spread was comparable to the speed of light, and the one who came to pay them was obviously not the little girl from before, whose eyes had been fixed on Ma Ling.

When the two of them went out, they were almost watched by the waiters in the store. It’s still the same sentence. There are many foreigners who bring beautiful domestic girls here to eat, and it’s really not good for such a beautiful foreign girl to come with a Chinese guy. many.

"Shall we go to Tiananmen now?" Feng Yiping asked.

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

"Good!" Although he couldn't help despising himself, Feng Yiping still couldn't help being happy when he heard this answer.

Feng Yiping believes that, apart from the lobby manager who is still qualified, the doorman of the Hilton Hotel and the girl at the front desk all need to receive retraining.

Isn't it just a beautiful foreign girl, who is holding me by her arm? What a surprise!

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

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

Ma Ling frivolously touched his chin, lazily took off his windbreaker, threw off his leather boots, and swayed towards the bedroom, "So, you want to stay there and enjoy the scenery? still……,"

Before she finished speaking, she was thrown onto the bed.

She put her arms around Feng Yiping's head, laughing so hard that her branches trembled, "Hehe, so fast?"

"Don't you know that in the Olympics, did our country's athletes win gold medals in track and field?"

After all this, Feng Yiping was not pretentious, kissed her neck, lifted the sweater off her body, and then disarmed Ma Ling's upper body with a light swipe of his hand.

She is wearing a skirt today, well, it just saves a little trouble.

Ma Ling turned around, panting to Feng Yiping's kiss, and untied his belt with both hands. After a while, her crooning sounded in the room...

Young people, good kidneys, you know, thousands of miles away, it’s not easy to get together once, so, you know, when they finally hug each other and lie on the bed exhausted, the sunset has dyed the clouds in the sky red .

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

"School starts on the 18th, and we plan to spend a week 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 blocked her mouth, "Don't say it," she shook her head, "I have a lot of places I want to go, such as the Great Wall, the Terracotta Army in Xi'an, and Hukou Waterfall?"

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

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

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

"Yeah!" Ma Ling jumped up naked, "Let's go now, I want to eat your Chinese food,"

... ... ...

For the next five days, Feng Yiping flew around non-stop with Ma Ling, admiring the famous beauty and food in the country. After four days, he returned to the capital. The parting was imminent, it was night, and naturally it was lingering.

But this time, 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 already applied for the exchange student program. In the second half of this year, to the United States,"

"Really?" Ma Ling smiled through tears.

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

"I know, it's just that as long as you are closer to me, I will be happy," she finally couldn't help but say something, and after saying it, she was very uncomfortable, "Okay, remember to send me an email when the time comes,"

He wiped his face carelessly with his hands, just like last time, and walked towards the security checkpoint without looking back.