When Sharapova appeared on the TV screen and said, "I know he couldn't hear it, but I still want to thank him... He infected me and inspired me with his unique charm. Youraisemeup, so that I could surpass myself!", the song "youraisemeup" sounded very appropriately on the TV.

"You inspired me... to surpass myself. You inspired me, so I can stand on the top of the mountains; you inspired me, so I can walk through the storm sea..."

Someone wiped his tears in front of the TV: "This is so touching!"

"Who is that 'he'?"

"I know, it must be not her dad anyway..."

"Then is he still alive?"

"I don't think it's possible. If Maria didn't see it, did she say he couldn't hear it? Only dead people wouldn't hear it?"

"Tsk tsk, that's a pity... If Sharapova is so moved, he must be a very good man, right?"

"Can Sharapova and him..."

"Hehe, maybe it's true..."

"That would be even more a pity!"

Jiang Feng, who was speculated to be dead, was with Sharapova at this time.

He did not watch Sharapova's award ceremony. When Sharapova was fighting with Davenport at the Rodravor Stadium in Melbourne, he was interviewed by Meng Tong in Beijing to fight back against Bill Gates' accusations against Jiang's group.

But he knew Sharapova had won the championship.

...Jiang Feng had just arrived in New York when he received a call from Sharapova, saying that he was waiting for him in an old place.

When Jiang Feng rushed to the bar when they first met, he saw Sharapova in a winter skirt, a graceful and graceful manner, Jiang Feng was a little confused.

"To be honest... I really didn't expect you to come and treat me to a meal..."

"How could I regret what I said?" Sharapova said with a smile, "What do you want to eat, please, sister!"

Jiang Feng rolled his eyes, saying this as if he was a child who had not grown up... "I have nothing to eat..."

"You are too uncooperating!"

"I mean it's true, you're asking me to tell me what I want to eat now...I really have no idea."

"Or...we'll go for Chinese food?" Sharapova suggested.

"Although I like Chinese food very much, eating Chinese food in the United States is really not a good suggestion. The Chinese food here does not taste as good as the original Chinese food."

"Well...what is the Russian dinner?"

“Salt and bread?”

"Of course not! By the way..." Sharapova clapped her hands suddenly, "Go to your house!"

Jiang Feng was startled: "What are you doing?"

"I'll make some specialties for you!" Sharapova was eager to try.

"We'd better find a random meal outside..."

"No! I have to go to your house!" Sharapova made up her mind.

Seeing Jiang Feng looking embarrassed, she smiled and said, "What? Are you still afraid that I will eat you?"

Her provocation was very effective, and Jiang Feng's neck stiffened: "I'm afraid I'll eat you!"

After saying that, he suddenly realized another meaning in his words, and he was embarrassed and silent.

As a result, this made the atmosphere even more awkward.

He watched Sharapova's face turn redder in this silence... In the end, Sharapova and Jiang Feng appeared at the door of his apartment.

Let me think, well... Sharapova made a table of food, and then I went to get the wine, chatted while drinking, chatted while drinking... I had a lot of fun, drank several bottles of wine, and finally seemed to be drinking wine, vodka and champagne?

Jiang Feng could feel the sweat beads on his forehead... Could it be that we were really drunk last night and did things we had never done before and dared not do or should not do?

Jiang Feng carefully lifted up the quilt on Sharapova's back, and his eyes slid down from his bare back without any obstacles, all the way down... and further down, he saw the same bare butt egg!

Naked!

One! No! Hang!!

Really naked!

This is simply terrifying!

Jiang Feng grabbed his hair.

...Jiang Feng sat on the sofa with a little bit of silence, while Sharapova was already blowing her blonde hair with a hairdryer in front of the mirror.

"I really didn't expect you to have a hair dryer here." Sharapova said while enjoying the hair dryer, looking at Jiang Feng in the mirror.

Seeing that Jiang Feng had no reaction, she called out, "Hey, what are you thinking?"

"I'm thinking that the world is so wonderful." Jiang Feng raised his head and looked at Sharapova sitting in front of him and her back was wrapped in a bath towel.

"The world is so wonderful?" Sharapova didn't understand.

"The last time we met in this room, we had a big fight, but now we actually…"

Sharapova smiled.

“The world is really amazing.”

She turned around and smiled at Jiang Feng, which could not completely overlap with the image of pointing at him and scolding him before.

Jiang Feng was a little dazed.

Sharapova stood up, walked to Jiang Feng's side, then sat down on his thighs, and reached out to wrap his arms around Jiang Feng's neck.

"Are you ready?"

"What's ready?" Jiang Feng didn't understand what Sharapova meant.

"Be my boyfriend..." Sharapova hooked Jiang Feng's neck, bent down, and printed her lips on her.

When Jiang Feng and Sharapova were making a big fuss in the bedroom, he never thought that one day he would have something more than ordinary men and women with this woman who was extremely vicious in his eyes.

But now he not only happened, but also took a big step forward... At the beginning, a newspaper said that Sharapova was his rumored girlfriend, and now he can remove the word "rumor".

When Sharapova straddled himself and twisted his waist and asked if he was ready to be his boyfriend, Jiang Feng did not show any struggle in his heart. He bravely met Sharapova's red lips and said in his heart: "Damn it! What's not to dare to do this? It's not like going to the mountain of swords and falling into the sea of ​​fire!"

Jiang Feng didn't think about what kind of controversy would happen if he had many girlfriends. He would be with Sharapova, and what would be the obstacles to his relationship with her... He never thought about these things. He only thought about one thing - can the flowers he got still let her fly to other cow dung?

The warmth with Sharapova was only one night and one morning. At noon, Sharapova disguised herself and then went out alone.

Although the two of them have confirmed their relationship, neither of them is willing to take the initiative to reveal the news to the reporter.

After carefully disguised Sharapova came out of Jiang Feng's apartment, the reporters did not notice that the person who wrapped himself tightly and looked like a fat middle-aged aunt was Sharapova.

They missed a big news that could make a sensation in the whole world.

Sharapova walked out of Jiang Feng's apartment building once, and she could also make herself go wrong, but what about it?

Isn't this a mistake?
Chapter completed!