Chapter 391

Milan has a subtropical dry summer climate and is slightly continental. The air is humid due to its proximity to the sea, which is similar to many inland plains in northern Italy. Those areas are hot and humid, with very muggy summer and cold and humid winter.

The weather in Milan is like this. In January and February, the average temperature is 3-8 degrees Celsius, which is chilly. Now we are entering August. The weather is dry and hot, and the average temperature during the day has reached 29 degrees Celsius.

In such hot weather, it must be the best choice to stay at home and enjoy the air conditioning. However, where can Tracy stand Monica's enthusiasm? With such an active guide, it's difficult for him not to understand this ancient city with a long history.

In the past few days, the famous scenic spots in Milan have basically been visited all over.

Including the most famous Milan Cathedral, which was built from 1386 to 1879 and lasted five centuries, Tracy was most impressed.

It is known as the largest Gothic architecture in the world. Not only that, it also integrates many styles in the construction process. Based on Gothic, it integrates neoclassical, Baroque and so on.

Over the past few centuries, in addition to local architects, many architects from Germany and France have participated in the design of the main church, which has cost unimaginable human and material resources.

The overall style of the cathedral, the upper part is Gothic spire, the lower part is typical baroque, full of sculpture from top to bottom, extremely complex and exquisite. It is such a building that can be called the representative building of the Renaissance.

In addition to various churches, Milan also has the historic Scala opera house, which is the symbol of Italian opera and one of the best opera houses in the world. It has a history of more than 200 years and has made great contributions to world art.

First class programs are performed here all year round, including opera, ballet, concert and so on. Many musicians who occupy an important position in the history of Italian music are associated with the name of the opera house. Therefore, it is regarded as the holy land of opera by many Western musicians, singers and dancers and is proud to perform here. Therefore, Scala opera house is entitled "Mecca of opera".

Milan Cathedral and Scala opera house must be the first choice for tourists to come to Milan. Of course, there are many other excellent scenic spots in Milan, such as the corridor of Vittorio Emmanuel II, the 20th century museum, San Siro stadium, Milan golden Quartet, Milan Contemporary Art Museum, Brera Art Museum, Milan Palace, etc. (not much BB.)

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In the apartment.

Tracy, with his bare upper body and lazy nest on the leather sofa in the living room, blowing the air conditioner and drinking ice drinks while reading the newspaper. These two days, he and Monica often run out. Even if they are careful, they are found by the olfactory media.

I can't help it. Monica has so much influence in Italy. Even if she dresses up, she can easily be recognized by the public. Especially in crowded places, yesterday, when they went to the museum, they were recognized by tourists as soon as they entered the door, which almost caused congestion. Fortunately, it was protected by Renault and their big men, otherwise it would be difficult to go home.

The media also acted quickly. They appeared in the museum yesterday and were reported today.

The title in the middle of Milan Metropolis Daily: Italian national treasure actress appears in Milan.

There is a not clear photo below, which only shows Monica's side face, and the surroundings are watered down. Tracy finally found his figure and was blocked by Monica's body. He couldn't help shaking his head and laughing, "well... I'm an internationally famous handsome man, and I don't get the attention of Milan's media."

If those media reporters get the news and go with Monica, it is estimated that they will write a special book in the newspaper. However, yesterday's scene was chaotic and everyone's attention was on Monica, he will naturally become a passer-by.

After putting down the newspaper, Tracy took a sip of juice with ice, and saw Monica in gauze pajamas dragging an empty box out of the bedroom.

"Pack up your clothes quickly. You don't want to count on me. You should know how busy I am." Monica threw the box on the ground angrily, glanced at Tracy, who was nestled in the sofa like an uncle, and then turned back to the bedroom.

"I'll come right away." Tracy smiled and bounced up from the sofa, moved her upper body and stretched to pick up the box on the ground.

"Honey, there's no need to bring so many things. Just put them here. We have to pack light."

"I don't have any clothes at home. Even if Maria keeps my old clothes, she can't wear them." Monica answered and continued to bury herself in cleaning up her shape.

Monica said Maria was her mother, Maria gutiery, an old artist. Her father's name was Luigi BELLUCCI, who ran a truck company. At present, like her mother, she is semi retired and lives in the small city of Castillo.

Tracy came behind her with a smile and gently hugged Monica's soft waist. "Who said he was going to your house now."

"Why? You're back on your word. Didn't you say it long ago?" Monica said discontentedly before Tracy finished.

She tooted her mouth, pulled away Tracy's big hand on her waist, and then pushed him away. "Are you afraid?"

"No, listen to me..." Tracy spread her hand and said with a bitter smile.

"I haven't been back for a long time. I just want you to go back with me."

"Honey, will you listen to me?" Tracy said reluctantly, "I'll accompany you back to see your parents, I promise. It's just a temporary change of itinerary. We'll go to Sicily first, and then to Castello."

"Why did you change the itinerary?" Monica frowned slightly. "Why didn't you tell me in advance? You have to wait until this time. Don't you know, I've already told Luigi and Maria. They probably have prepared dinner for us now."

"I..."

I've prepared a surprise for you. There's no mystery in saying that.

Tracy had to harden her head and said, "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. I should have discussed it with you in advance. It's just... I have my plan. You'll know when you go."

"What's the matter, mysterious?" Monica looked at Tracy carefully, trying to see something from his expression.

"In short, it's a good thing, really." Tracy said seriously, came forward, hugged Monica and said gently, "just once, let me be willful for once? First go to Sicily with me, and then go to Castello. I'll explain to your parents."

"Hum, No. if you don't make it clear, I won't go with you."

"Come on, honey."

"Take your smelly mouth away and explain it to me."

"No big deal, I'll let you kiss more..." Tracy pouted and closed her eyes slightly.

Monica bit her lip and hammered him angrily on the chest. "You're a scoundrel..."

"Hey, hey, hey..." Tracy smiled badly and held Monica tighter. "Otherwise, I'll take it automatically tonight. You don't have to understand."

"Damn it, what's your purpose..."

"You'll know when you get to Sicily. Don't be so anxious..."

"I hate it. I have to explain to Maria and them..."

"Go, go, say sorry for me. I'll pack my clothes."

When Monica is finished, she goes to call her parents. Tracy goes to pack up. At about ten o'clock in the morning, they pack up and leave this temporary nest.

This apartment is still a little small. It is only suitable for short-term living, not for long-term living. Tracy, who lives in charge of a big house, has considered starting a villa in Milan, so that he can live more comfortably in Milan next time.

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It was already two o'clock in the afternoon when we went from Malpensa International Airport in Milan to Palermo airport in Sicily. The plane took off around 12 o'clock and arrived in Sicily for about two hours.

It's just to Sicily. Next, it's more than 200 kilometers to Siracusa, the final destination. It takes three hours by bus.

The person who came to pick up the plane was de Qiao, the manager of Malena Resort Villa. He was a middle-aged man of about 40 years old, wearing a straight suit and meticulously combing his hair.

He brought a motorcade, the first of which was Tracy's exclusive car, the silver gray Rolls Royce phantom. I should have heard the boss's preference from nicotine, so I spent a lot of money on this car.

"Boss, welcome to Sicily, welcome to Malina resort."

De Qiao held Tracy's hand excitedly. Tracy smiled faintly. When the tired Monica got into the car first, he whispered, "how's the resort?"

"The decoration is basically completed, and it is expected to be put into operation at the end of September or early October." de Qiao asked cautiously, "boss, do you have any new instructions?"

"Around October?" Tracy nodded gently. The project of the resort was started on a whim when he filmed Sicily last year, with a total investment of more than 100 million euros.

In his opinion, the project is very troublesome, including enclosure, planning and decoration. It takes more than two years to officially open. Unexpectedly, his team efficiency was so high that the resort was completed in less than two years.

"Go and have a look first, and then we'll talk about it." for the time being, Tracy has no special requirements. He always needs to see the effect.

De Qiao couldn't figure out what the big boss thought, so he got on the car with some anxiety. Tracy then got into the car. Monica was resting with her eyes closed. She didn't know whether to pretend to sleep or really sleep. Anyway, she didn't pay attention to Tracy's interest.

"It's just a little exercise on the plane. As for being so stingy," Tracy whispered, touching his nose awkwardly.

It should be Tracy's voice. Monica suddenly opened her eyes, glared at him and said, "you're okay to say! Two hours!! two full hours!! you haven't stopped from getting on the plane to getting off the plane. You're a monster, damn monster."

Monica was so angry that she knew she shouldn't be soft hearted to agree to his request. Now she didn't have the strength to break up.

"My fault, my fault. I'll give you a full body massage when I arrive in Syracuse." Tracy flattered and laughed. He also felt a little tossed and cruel. He was too excited to do it lightly and seriously. There was no way. Who told Monica to wear that seductive floral dress.

His mind was full of Sicily and the irresistible Malena. For a moment, the devil's desire filled his body.

"Well, don't touch me, you don't want to touch me today." Monica closed her eyes again, and then put her foot against Tracy.

"Well... Well, you have a rest first, and I'll call you when you get there." Tracy said reluctantly, grabbed Monica's smooth, white and tender feet and played with them.

After driving for about two hours, the car came down the road and entered the small town of Siracusa.

The scenery here remains the same, and there have been some changes in the past two years. The road into the town is no longer a dusty dirt road. It has been paved with slate and asphalt, which is much cleaner than when he came last time.

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