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Chapter 604: A Beautiful Woman\'s Kindness Is Heavy

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

You tell me, in this private space, if Ma Ling, who has flown thousands of miles, puts his arm around you and starts nibbling, what should you do?

Besides, there are other people outside the car!

Fortunately, classmate Ma Ling is very accommodating and didn\'t bring over the American imperialist mentality of only caring about their own feelings.

He fastened his seat belt properly and said, \'Do you like this car?\'

\'Yes, masculine, tough, firm and durable,\' Feng Yiping said.

\'It\'s just that the fuel consumption is high,\'

an environmentalist, that\'s the bad thing.

She didn\'t do anything else on the way, just leaned comfortably back in her seat, and pointed and asked questions whenever she saw a building that looked a bit old.

Poor kid, in her hometown, apart from a few rare Indian ruins that have been preserved, I guess the Independence Hall in Philadelphia, which is over 260 years old, is probably the oldest building.

Feng Yiping took her to the old Qianmen Quanjude restaurant. When they saw Tiananmen Square, she pressed her whole face against the car window, \'It\'s really spectacular. When I looked at it from the hotel upstairs, I was really shocked. You must take me on a proper tour,\'

\'Where are you staying?\'

\'Hilton,\' Ma Ling pulled out a card, and Feng Yiping saw that it was the Hilton in Chaoyang District.

It was peak dining time, and it was a last-minute booking, so they had to wait for almost an hour before they could get a private room. However, the two of them kept chatting and laughing, so the wait didn\'t seem too long.

Once they finally got into the private room, and after the waiter with the menu had left, Ma Ling, who had taken off her trench coat and was wearing only a turtleneck camel-coloured cashmere sweater, immediately showed her tomboyish side.

Without hesitation, she straddled Feng Yiping\'s lap, cupped his face and said, \'Did you miss me?\'

As she drew closer, Feng Yiping really felt a little conflicted, but after a moment, he had no time to think anymore, because Ma Ling had already kissed him forcefully and unceremoniously.

Feng Yiping only struggled a little, cursed himself mentally, and then responded involuntarily. They went back and forth, she pushed in and he pulled back, he pulled back and she pushed in...

Until the compartment door was knocked twice, and then two waiters carrying trays stood awkwardly in the doorway, unable to decide whether to enter or retreat. They hadn\'t stopped yet.

In Ma Ling\'s hometown, it was common to do this in public in the lobby, so she was so involved that although she heard the noise, she still kept her eyes closed slightly, embracing Feng Yiping and demanding more.

Feng Yiping could not even speak, and after finally pulling her away, she looked at Feng Yiping with confused, dazed eyes and asked, \'What\'s wrong?\'

Feng Yiping, whose face had turned red, coughed, "The food is here,\'

Ma Ling sniffed her nose and seamlessly moved on to the next scene, "Wow, it smells good!\'

She got up from Feng Yiping and looked at the plate the young girl and young man were holding, \'Is this the roast duck?\'

\'Yes, this is the legendary roast duck,\'

The two of them, especially Ma Ling, would be fine with this. Just like the intimate, private, and explosive actions that seemed so shocking to the Chinese, it was as common as drinking tea, nothing to be ashamed of. On the other hand, the two waiters serving the food were blushing and didn\'t dare lift their heads.

Ma Ling naturally didn\'t know how to use chopsticks very well, so Feng Yiping carefully rolled one up for her.

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

\'But the knife work is really good,\' she said, looking at the good piece of duck meat.

\'It\'s delicious,\' Ma Ling stuffed the duck meat roll into her mouth in a few bites after just one taste.

Feng Yiping was already rolling the next one for her. \'Did you know that the roast duck in this restaurant has always been cooked with wood from fruit trees? So, did you taste the fragrance of the wood?\'

Ma Ling thought about it for a moment, \'It seems so,\'

\'And do you believe it, this restaurant has been lit since 1864, and it has been 136 years since the fire was lit, and it has never gone out,\'

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

Ma Ling used the word "magical\' and Feng Yiping didn\'t like it very much, as if it had a primitive meaning.

However, following Ma Ling\'s addition, \'That\'s why it can nurture people like you,\'

it immediately made him beam with joy. What a sweet thing to say!

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

...

The speed of gossip can really be comparable to the speed of light. The person who came to check out for them was obviously not the little girl before, her eyes were fixed on Ma Ling the whole time.

When the two of them left, they were almost seen off by the waiter in the restaurant. To reiterate, there are many foreigners who bring beautiful Chinese girls here to eat, but it is really not common to see a beautiful foreign girl like this come with a Chinese guy.

\'Are we going to Tiananmen Square now?\' Feng Yiping asked.

\'I\'m too full, so take me back to the hotel first and let me rest,\'

\'Okay!\' Although he couldn\'t help but despise himself a little, Feng Yiping couldn\'t help but feel happy when he heard this answer.

Feng Yiping thought that apart from the lobby manager, who was quite competent, the doorman at this Hilton hotel and the girl at the front desk both needed retraining.

It\'s just a pretty foreign girl, holding onto me like a little bird, isn\'t it? What\'s so surprising about that!

Her room really does have a good view, and standing by the window, you have an unobstructed view of the resplendent Forbidden City. \'Did you know that this palace district was built in the early 15th century by an emperor who stole the throne from his nephew?\'

Today, Feng Yiping seemed to have nothing to say, and he was particularly fond of talking about these things.

Ma Ling flirtatiously touched his chin, lazily took off her trench coat, threw off her leather boots, and swayed towards the bedroom, \'So, are you going to stay there and watch the view, or...,\'

Before she could finish her sentence, she was thrown onto the bed.

She threw her arms around Feng Yiping\'s head and laughed, \'Haha, so soon?\'

\'You don\'t know, at the Olympics, our athletes won the gold medal in track and field?\'

At this point, Feng Yiping didn\'t bother with pretense, kissing her neck, and with a single pull, he removed her sweater, and with a gentle stroke of his hand, he disarmed Ma Ling\'s upper body.

She was wearing a skirt today, which was fortunate.

Ma Ling turned around, breathing heavily as she responded to Feng Yiping\'s kiss, and used both hands to undo his belt. After a while of rustling, the room was filled with her low moans and soft singing...

Young people have good kidneys, you know, it\'s not easy to get together after being apart for so long, so, you know, by the time they finally collapsed exhausted into each other\'s arms on the bed, the setting sun had already dyed the clouds at the horizon a reddish hue.

\'How long can you stay?\' Feng Yiping asked, stroking Ma Ling\'s bare back.

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

\'I\'ll stay with you for a few days,\' Feng Yiping said, \'I\'m sorry...,\'

Ma Ling immediately covered her mouth, "Don\'t say it," she shook her head, \'I want to go to so many places, like the Great Wall, and the Terracotta Warriors in Xi\'an, and...and...the Hukou Waterfall?\'

\'Yes, Hukou Waterfall. I\'ll take you there. Feng Yiping kissed her affectionately on the head. \'From tomorrow, how about moving in with me?\'

Ma Ling was a little happy and a little hesitant. "Is that convenient?\'

\'I\'ve been staying in a newly renovated house near the university for the past few days,\'

\'Yes!" Ma Ling jumped up naked, \'Let\'s go now, I want to eat Chinese food you cook.\'

...

Over the next five days, Feng Yiping kept Ma Ling busy flying around, enjoying the country\'s famous scenery and cuisine. They returned to the capital four days later, and although they were about to part, they naturally made love again that night.

This time, Ma Ling couldn\'t be as carefree as she had been last time. In the airport lounge, although she didn\'t cry, her eyes were red. \'It\'s okay, I\'ve already applied for an exchange student programme, and I\'ll be able to go to the US in the second half of the year,\'

\'Really?\' Ma Ling broke into a smile.

\'Really, but,\' Feng Yiping hesitated.

\'I know, it\'s just that as long as you\'re close to me, I\'ll be happy,\' she finally couldn\'t help but say, and after she said it, she felt very uncomfortable, \'Okay, remember to email me when the time comes,\' and with a hand, she wiped her face carelessly, just like last time, without looking back, she walked towards the security check.