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    Rong Jia came to his senses and hurriedly took her arm.  The two cuddled up and walked along the snow-cleared street to the hotel not far away. They didn't talk for a while.  The nights in Peiping are not as lively as those in Shanghai, and because of the snow, there are very few pedestrians on the road.  The silence between the two people was infinitely expanded, as if the whole city fell silent with them.

    After a long time, Rong Jiashang said in a low voice: "I want to make you a promise, Shizhen. But I am not confident yet whether I can fulfill this promise. I am not looking for any excuse. But I am too young and far away.  Not strong enough to support everything for you. I"

    "Jia Shang" Feng Shizhen said.

    "I've been thinking about this for the past few days." Rong Jiashang continued, with an anxious look on his face, "I don't want to disappoint you. You have given me so much, but I find that I have nothing to give you in return  ¡­¡±

    "Jia Shang."

    "I want to give you a lot of things, I want to give you everything I can, and I want to make you happy. I am not my father, I am serious about you"

    "Jia Shang!" Feng Shizhen grabbed Rong Jiashang and blocked his way.

    Rong Jiashang took a deep breath and stared at her under the dim street light.

    Feng Shizhen looked at him and said softly: "After so many things happened, I understand something. In fact, I don't want to ask for any promises from you. I can be responsible for myself and don't need to rely on the promises of men for the future of my life.  And I got what I wanted.¡±

    "What?" Rong Jiashang asked.

    Feng Shizhen smiled, raised his hand to touch his lover's handsome face, and said, "You."

    Rong Jiashang closed his eyes, lowered his head and rubbed her cold palm, like a loyal wolf lowering his noble head, completely surrendering to his conqueror.

    "Did you know?" Feng Shizhen recalled happily, his beautiful face looking particularly moving under the dim street lights, "When I first saw you from a distance on the dance floor, a thought came to my mind:  How wonderful it would be to fall in love with such a handsome young man. At that time, you were like a beam of light shining on the snow-capped mountains, and now, I am bathing in the light. What else am I not satisfied with?  ?¡±

    Rong Jiashang stared at Feng Shizhen, with warm waves in his eyes.

    "What's good about me? A good appearance? A dirty family fortune? Shizhen, I don't think I'm worthy of you."

    Feng Shizhen smiled and shook his head, "I think you are smart, upright, thoughtful, affectionate and righteous. I see infinite possibilities in you. You will definitely make a difference in the future, Jia Shang. I don't mean inheriting the family business. You will  If you make further achievements, you will create your own world."

    "Shizhen" Rong Jiashang's heart beat a little out of control.

    "Of course." Feng Shizhen smiled playfully, "I do love your handsome face. If you didn't have such a pretty face, I probably wouldn't have taken the risk to save you from the Meng family's gun."

    Rong Jiashang laughed and hugged Feng Shizhen into his arms.

    "So, in the future, when I get older and lose my lust, you will fall in love with someone else?"

    "It's very possible." Feng Shizhen touched his face and smiled, "So please keep it tight, Master Rong. A woman's heart is really fickle."

    Under the illumination of street lights, broken snow is like fireflies that occasionally streak across the night sky.  Rong Jiashang wrapped Feng Shizhen in his coat and kissed her passionately on the deserted street.  It was freezing cold and everything was quiet. They could clearly hear each other's intense heartbeats.

    "I love you, Shizhen." Rong Jiashang said, "I want to be with you."

    "I know." Feng Shizhen responded gently, "Nothing is eternal. All we can do is to go on seriously, do it well, and then see how fate will arrange it."

    They ran back to the hotel through the snow.  Rong Jiashang was afraid that Feng Shizhen would catch a cold, so he half-coaxed and half-forced her to take two sips of whiskey, and then dragged her into the bathroom.

    The slightly drunk Feng Shizhen looked so supple, his cheeks were flushed, and his eyes were covered with water. He didn't speak, he just looked at people and smiled.

    With such a delicious lover in front of him, how could the hot-blooded young master Rong hold it back?  Feng Shizhen woke up in Rong Jiashang's arms the next day. His whole body was soft and sore. At a glance, he saw clothes and bath towels scattered on the floor.  Before she could blush, she was pulled back by her lover who had just woken up and was in high spirits.

    When Rong Jiashang finally let Feng Shizhen go after eating and drinking, and came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, room service had already delivered breakfast.

    Feng Shizhen huddled on the sofa and made a phone call.

    "Yes, there is a telephone in the dormitory's office??, the room is very warm"

    Feng Shizhen is wearing a newly made crepe cheongsam, which is suitable for wearing in this heated room.  The cheongsam is the latest style, with the skirt covering the knees.  Her straight and slender calves were folded on the sofa cushions, and her fair skin exuded a pearl-like luster under the soft indoor light.

    Rong Jiashang walked over and knelt down beside the sofa. He couldn't help but lean over and kiss the soft skin.

    Feng Shizhen retracted his legs, glared at Rong Jia, and said into the microphone: "My colleagues are all very good. Anyway, it is a short-term substitute teaching. If you are not happy with it, just don't do it next time."

    Rong Jiashang lay down against Feng Shizhen, his head resting on her soft belly, like a big dog acting coquettishly next to its owner.  Feng Shizhen smiled slightly and gently played with his wet hair with his fingers.

    ¡°Don¡¯t worry, mom, I can take care of myself Well, okay, bye, big brother.¡±

    After hanging up the phone, Feng Shizhen leaned over, held Rong Jiashang's face and kissed it.  The two got up and went to have breakfast.

    The middle of winter and heavy snow give people plenty of reasons not to go out, but the school does not arrange much work for Feng Shizhen.  She was done working for half a day during the day, so she naturally moved into the suite rented by Rong Jia and stayed with him all day.

    Rong Jiashang did not come to Peking for vacation.  He has to spend a lot of time dealing with the company's business every day, and he has to fly back to Shanghai every two or three days to attend meetings or attend business negotiations.

    The borrowed small private plane came in handy, which greatly made it easier for Rong Jia to travel back and forth.  Early in the morning, while Feng Shizhen was still dreaming, he set off, had breakfast on the plane, then spent a whole day in Shanghai, and hurried back in the evening.  Feng Shizhen would always wait for him to come back, until he fell asleep, only to be awakened by his lover's kiss.

    "Continue to sleep." Rong Jiashang said sympathetically.

    "Don't go." Feng Shizhen raised his arms, wrapped his arms around his neck, and pulled him back to the bed.

    The slight tiredness was thrown away, and the two kissed passionately until there was no longer any cloth between them.

    The benefits of being young and healthy are revealed at this time.  Rong Jiashang spent the whole day running around, and when he returned to his lover, he still had the energy to spend time with her, tirelessly.

    Rong Jiashang had two close secretaries, one named Huang, who stayed in Shanghai to take charge of him, and the other named Chen, who followed him to Peiping.  They used the living room of the hotel suite as a temporary office. They made phone calls and sent and sent telegrams every day, which kept them busy for half a day.

    Feng Shizhen never asked about Rong Jiashang's work, nor did he bother them.  Every day she makes a pot of coffee or Darjeeling tea and leaves for work.  After coming back from get off work, she would sit on the window sill of her bedroom and read quietly, holding various novels she had bought from the bookstore.  #####(Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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