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    The carnival lasted until late at night.  The bed was messy and the water was gurgling in the bathroom.

    In the bathtub, Rong Jiashang leaned on Feng Shizhen's arms, looking satisfied and lazy, like a well-fed leopard acting coquettishly in its owner's arms.  Feng Shizhen was washing his hair with gentle movements and white foam on his hands.

    "Speaking of which," Feng Shizhen said suddenly, "if you follow me to Nanjing like this, what will happen to your family? Isn't your father still lying in the hospital?"

    Rong Jiashang opened his eyes and said, "Don't worry, I've arranged everything."

    "Why should I worry about the Rong family?" Feng Shizhen sneered softly, "But, are Fang Lin and Fang Hua okay?"

    "I also want to thank you for saving Fang Hua." Rong Jiashang took Feng Shizhen's hand and pressed it on his chest.

    "I didn't save her." Feng Shizhen pulled his hand back, "If it had been earlier, she wouldn't have been so hurt at all."

    "You have tried your best." Rong Jiashang turned around, "I am her eldest brother, and it is my duty to protect her. It was my fault that she was injured. She told me that you solved the person who insulted her.  But you should know that this grudge cannot be settled just like that."

    Feng Shizhen lowered his head and said nothing.

    "Look at me, Shizhen." Rong Jiashang held her face and kissed her forehead, "This is the grudge between the Rong family and the Meng family. You did nothing wrong."

    Feng Shizhen forced a smile and said, "I'm making a mistake right now."

    Rong Jiashang said: "I am your fault, but you are the most right thing I have ever done."

    "You have only lived a few years, is it too early to use the word 'most' now?" Feng Shizhen smiled and turned on the shower, washing away the foam on Rong Jiashang's head.

    This night, Feng Shizhen slept deeply.  The man's young, strong and hot body embraced her, bringing an indescribable comfort and peace of mind.  It was the first time she fell asleep in a man's arms, but it felt as natural as if she had done it thousands of times.  It was as if they were originally together, but lost each other along the way, and then found each other again after many hardships.

    When it was getting dark, the alarm clock rang.

    As soon as Feng Shizhen moved, Rong Jiashang reached over her and turned off the alarm clock.

    Feng Shizhen said in a daze: "It's time to get upgo to Pukou to catch the train"

    "There's no rush." ??Rong Jiashang restrained her limp body with his arms and kissed her lips, like a person who had been thirsty all night and finally got a bowl of nectar.

    Feng Shizhen felt as if he was soaking in warm spring water, his whole body was lazily, and his body was filled with numbness and comfort.  She sighed contentedly, raised her arms to wrap her arms around the strong shoulders and back of her body, and allowed herself to be penetrated by a strong and scorching force.

    The love in the morning is gentle and lingering, full of intimate rubbing of ears and temples, broken kisses and whispers.  Rong Jiashang worked patiently and meticulously, staring at every subtle expression on the face of the person below him in the hazy light of the room.  He seemed to be playing a morning song or savoring the most exquisite dish. He was pious and serious, using his body to feel the gift God had given him.

    Feng Shizhen was panting in the wash of the tide, half asleep and half awake, feeling as if he was dreaming, until the climax hit, like a sharp knife piercing his chest, arousing a violent reaction.

    Rong Jiashang's tense back was covered with fine beads of sweat. The two hugged each other tightly, panting, and were speechless for a long time, reminiscing about the wonderful aftertaste.

    Rong Jia came to know the taste of the marrow, and after all, he was very energetic. After a while, he came back and licked Feng Shizhen's body, like a puppy looking for food.

    Feng Shizhen was a little confused about whether to laugh or cry, and was reluctant to push him away, so he could only coax him softly: "I really have to catch the train. At the latest, I have to get to Peking the day after tomorrow."

    "No need to go to such trouble." Rong Jiashang played with a strand of hair with his fingers and said with a smile, "It's freezing in Peiping. Let's stay in Nanjing for two more days. I have a way to get you to Peking on time."

    Feng Shizhen was puzzled and wanted to ask further, but Rong Jiashang leaned over and blocked her lips.

    In the end, Feng Shizhen was half-coaxed and half-coaxed by Rong Jiashang to stay in Nanjing.

    Nanjing is not as prosperous as Shanghai, but it is an ancient capital and has a rich heritage.  Feng Shizhen had planned a little, thinking that they could visit the scenic spots and taste the local specialties during the day, so that their two-day stay would be worthwhile.  But all the plans came to nothing when it came to Rong Jiashang.

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    Rong Jiashang only knows how to eat and drink after eating and drinking.The task was completed perfectly.  But this kind of fanaticism and concentration is the soul that bursts out of him, the driving force of his spirit, and what makes him most charming and captivating to her.

    "Are you surprised?" Rong Jiashang stood on the gangway and looked down at Feng Shizhen.

    Feng Shizhen raised his head and smiled at him, "I like to see you so happy."

    Rong Jiashang¡¯s eyes were full of happiness and love.  He stretched out his hand towards Feng Shizhen, "If you want to see your man fly a plane, come with me."

    This is the first time in Feng Shizhen¡¯s life that she has flown on an airplane, and it is also the first time that she has walked into the cockpit of an airplane.  This is a fantastic little world, full of complex instruments and switches from the top of your head to your feet.

    "Hold it for me." Rong Jiashang took off his suit jacket and threw it into Feng Shizhen's arms.  Feng Shizhen sat in the back seat awkwardly and curiously, watching Rong Jiashang check the dashboard and adjust the switches whose functions he didn't know.  He was now a master, ready to work his magic.

    "When did you learn to fly a plane?" Feng Shizhen asked anxiously.

    Rong Jiashang turned around and gave her a comforting smile, "Before returning to Shanghai, I studied in Chongqing for a whole year. Don't worry, Darling, I won't bring down the plane."

    Feng Shizhen chuckled and asked, "Where did the plane come from?"

    "I borrowed it from a friend," Rong Jiashang said. "My dad hates flying. He always feels unsafe."

    Feng Shizhen thought that Rong Dingkun must have done too many things because he was afraid that God would chop him down from the sky.

    Rongjia whistled, put on the radio headset, then loosened his collar and tie, rolled up his sleeves, revealing his strong arms.  He looked proud and handsome when he smiled with the corner of his mouth raised. He was exactly like a young man who wanted to show off in front of his sweetheart.

    "Are you scared?" Rong Jiashang turned around and asked, "I'm the only one driving today."

    Feng Shizhen felt a warmth surge in his chest and leaned forward to kiss his forehead.

    "I'm not afraid when I'm with you."

    Rong Jiashang squeezed her hand tightly and said, "Shizhen, I will take good care of you."

    "I know." Feng Shizhen smiled softly, "I believe you."

    After the cabin door closed, Rong Jiashang's hand dexterously swept across the dashboard and turned on the switches one by one.  The aircraft engine rumbled, and even the seats began to vibrate slightly.

    Feng Shizhen hugged Rong Jia¡¯s coat tightly and sat in the seat near the door of the cockpit.  She was a little nervous about flying for the first time, but Rong Jiashang, who was focused on starting the plane, immediately attracted her full attention.  The young man's leisurely movements and calm and serious profile make him feel extremely at ease.

    Feng Shizhen really feels that Rong Jiashang has matured.  He grows rapidly, like green bamboo shoots in the spring rain.  The boy who looked at her willfully in the study seemed to be a confused memory of hers. The steady and confident man in front of her was the real him.

    The plane began to taxi along the runway and gradually accelerated.

    Rong Jiashang turned around and looked at Feng Shizhen, his eyes bright and burning with burning light.

    "Are you ready, Shizhen? I'll take you to see the blue sky."

    Feng Shizhen took a deep breath.

    Rong Jia¡¯s steady hand pushed the throttle lever forward.

    The plane roared towards the end of the runway, then pulled up, the rollers left the ground, and took off.  This huge machine made of steel broke away from the gravity of the earth's center, spread its wings, soared into the sky, and plunged into the dense clouds.  #####(Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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