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Shawn dutifully acted as a tour guide, slowly narrating in a magnetic and moving voice, "Before these nameless painters lived on Magta Street, Goethe, Stendhal, Byron, Shelley, Keats, Balzac and many other artists as well as European aristocrats had all lived in this area. The famous Italian movie master Ferini lived in an apartment building on the west side of this street …"

Her voice was originally nice to listen to, but after slowing down, it became even more pleasing to the ear. Xia Chuyue then slowed down her footsteps, and slowly walked down the ancient street, step by step, looking at the faded and yellowed buildings, she seemed to be able to see the bustling scene. There were cars, horses, crowds of people, the shouts of the florist, the words that the stall owner sold to the customers, and the well-dressed aristocrats coming and going about under the crowd of servants.

She could actually find all of this in the system, but hearing it with her own eyes was a completely different matter.

In the end, she was pressed down on the bench by Sean and made a portrait of her by a little old man with a stubbly beard. The old painter painted in a small booth, while Xia Chu Yue only had a small space on the bench. Behind her was the busy street, and Sean was like a loyal knight standing behind her, blocking the clashing sounds of the crowd.

Xia Chuyue's body did not move, her big eyes that were filled with spirit energy staring at the river in the distance. From the moment she sat there, time seemed to have frozen. She was a painting, a lifelike painting.

Simple hairstyle, delicate black eyebrows, light makeup, pale pink lips, and not even earrings. The casual attire had become refined at this moment. She wasn't the most beautiful, but at this moment, she was the most elegant and enchanting.

The old painter's eyes lit up. That was the feeling! His hands were shaking with excitement, but when he picked up the brush his hands were no longer shaking, and he began to draw quickly.

Shawn was also surprised by Xia Chuyue's current atmosphere. He had seen portraits of all the girls in ancient China, dressed in skintight cheongsam, leaning leisurely against the window, looking into the distance. Sometimes, they would hold a round fan in their hands, and their whole person would exude a kind of elegance and dignity that went deep into the marrow of their bones.

He didn't expect that he would actually be fortunate enough to see this scene today. It was obvious that the woman in front of him had not given him such a feeling before. She was cute, proud, cold, indecisive, and even had a bad temper. However, at this moment, he had actually unearthed another side of her, one that would drive anyone crazy and silent.

0308: "Host, the way you look at me with those blue eyes is glowing with a green light. This bastard definitely has bad intentions!" So, the host is still far away from him, the host is only the male god's!

Xia Chuyue curled her lips lightly, the old painter was keenly aware of this point. His speed of writing sped up, as if she couldn't wait to preserve this natural masterpiece through her own hands.

Xia Chuyue did not mind: "If he likes it, then let him see." She knew that when she was quiet like a virgin, she would bring great shock to others. In her previous life, in order to make a movie from the Republic of China era, she had played the role of a lady in the film.

The education of the imperial family was completely different. Every single movement, every single frown and smile was extremely demanding, and even the famous Xia Chuyue was almost taught a lesson every single day at the beginning. She had to study for an entire half a year before she could successfully complete all of the lessons. Later, she played the role so vividly that it could be called a masterpiece.

0308: "You're right!" In his heart, he was shouting to the Young Master Lu, male god, quickly come over, if you don't come soon, your wife will run away with someone else!

Young Master Lu, who was discussing the detailed plan with his partner, suddenly had something flash through his mind. In just a second, he returned to normal as he continued to fight back and forth with the group of foreigners.

The old painter's skill was not weak at all. After finishing the last stroke, he let out a satisfied sigh, carefully took the painting off the drawing board, and handed it over to Xia Chuyue. He praised, "All the girls in the East are mysterious and beautiful!"

Xia Chuyue thanked her in English. The old painter looked at her hopefully. "Beautiful lady, may I draw you one more? I want to keep it for myself, okay? "

Before Xia Chuyue could say anything, Shawn rejected him first. He said politely yet resolutely: "I'm sorry, I hope that only I can see her beauty!"

Although the old painter was regretful, he also laughed and teased, "Oh …" "What a tyrannical man, but not a bad one, child. You have to cherish him!" The last sentence was said to Xia Chuyue.

After Shawn heard the old painter's words, she became complacent, and Xia Chuyue said coldly without holding back, "I have nothing to do with him!" With that, she took the lead and left.

Facing the old painter's doubtful gaze, Shawn laughed bitterly and shrugged his shoulders, "We just quarreled!"

Then the old painter patted him on the shoulder with an encouraging expression on his face. Xia Chuyue who was walking in front heard their conversation and walked even faster.

Shawn saw that Xia Chuyue was about to disappear into the crowd, so he bid farewell to the old painter and chased after him in a hurry. He chased up to Xia Chuyue and walked shoulder to shoulder, laughing, "Don't be so stingy! I'll invite you to the arena! "

You must go to the arena when you come to Rome!

Xia Chuyue had already planned to go to the Coliseum to see the glory of the iconic Roman buildings. In this place that she was unfamiliar with, it was a good thing that someone was bringing him along, so Xia Chuyue only gave him a glance, like a queen, before she led the way.

Then, Shawn, the handsome guy, happily led the way in front.

After arriving at the competition arena, Xia Chuyue looked at the broken walls of the competition arena and became silent. Shawn was also silent for a moment.

It was said, "As long as the arena exists, Rome will not disappear; as long as it falls, Rome will perish; and as soon as Rome perishes, the end of the world will come." Such a magnificent arena was the pride of Rome, and also a slaughterhouse. There were too many people's blood here. Countless Gladiators had died here. The amount of items it carried was too much and too heavy.

For a long time, it was even a sinful hell. Thus, people began to revolt and revolt. They destroyed this source of evil, and turned the once glorious and magnificent Beast Battling Arena into its current state.

Although Rome had been protecting and renovating the arena, its inner ring and cells for gladiators and beasts had collapsed along with the Roman Empire. The only thing that remained clear was the outer shell of the human body.

"Time gradually buries the traces of history!"

Xia Chuyue stood at the third floor, and only after standing there for a long while did she softly say: "Let's go." She didn't need to take a photo like other people and touch it with her own hands. Just looking at it was enough.

Perhaps because the atmosphere between the two was too heavy, Shawn blinked his eyes and let out a strong electric current, "Let's go watch the sunset!"

In fact, Shawn was really handsome and charming, especially when his eyes were blazing with electric currents. Xia Chuyue was also unavoidably electrocuted by a small amount of electricity.

However, she quickly regained her senses and stared at him with a smile that was not a smile. "You want to seduce me? You are still far from it! "

Shawn's brows immediately fell, as if he was saying that he had actually failed!

This depressed and pitiful expression made Xia Chuyue unable to hold back her laughter. Seeing that she was finally smiling at him, Shawn also quickly started to laugh.

The best place to watch the sunset in Rome is, of course, the Castle of the Holy Angels. Holy Angel Castle was still filled with a sea of people. When the two of them arrived at the viewing platforms of Holy Angel Castle, the sun had already set.

At the top of the castle on the observation deck, the whole of Rome was in sight. The sun was setting, and the city was bathed in the afterglow of dusk. The domes and spires of all the palaces and churches, the pillars, the Arc de Triomphe, the walls … They were all covered in a warm orange color.

There were still many people standing together with her on the viewing platform. There were simply too many people, almost to the point of being crowded. Shawn splayed his arms on both sides of Xia Chuyue, separating them from each other. Xia Chuyue was not pushed even a little bit closer, yet she was enduring the pressure brought by the tourists.

Xia Chuyue had seen all of this. Having a new life made her much colder to anyone, but she knew that anyone who truly treated her well.

After watching the sunset, Shawn invited Xia Chuyue for dinner.

Just as Xia Chuyue wanted to agree, Young Master Lu called.

After he picked up the call, Xia Chuyue's voice was cold and detached, "What's wrong?"

0308: "…" Host, can you be any colder?

The voice of the Young Master Lu was even colder than her, "We just met. There's going to be a ball in a bit. Where are you? He looked at the empty room and asked calmly.

Disappointed at their conversation, 0308: "…" Clutching his ears, he could not bear to continue listening.

"The Castle of Holy Angels."

Lu Yuchen did not stop, "Wait over there, I'll go over right now." After hanging up, Lu Yuchen called for Ling Te to help him, "Go buy some clothes now, I'll go to the ball and wait for you."

Ling Yifeng looked at him, unable to react. The Boss would never change his clothes for a ball like this, and our boss had a figure like a natural clothes rack. He would wear anything to maintain his composure.

Lu Yuchen coldly swept a glance at him, and spat out a few words with his thin lips: "Ladies' dress." He then strode out of the room.

Ling Te, who was ruthlessly abandoned, thought: Was that look of contempt from the boss just now? With this knowledge, Ling Yifeng was furious. He was despised for being a horse for the Boss all day, was he still human rights?

While he was going berserk, he tremblingly went to help the future Lady Boss choose the ball dress.

Although Shawn didn't hear the contents of their conversation, he could guess it from her expression, so he took the initiative to be considerate and said: "Someone seized the initiative to make an appointment with you? It's alright, we can have dinner together next time! " His charming blue eyes smiled beautifully.

"I'm sorry!" Xia Chuyue smiled apologetically.

Shawn tilted his head and thought, "As an apology, how about you give me the portrait? "How about it?"

"Alright!" Hearing that, Xia Chuyue immediately passed the painting in her hand over, and smiled: I'll give it to you at the same time as a thank you gift! "Thank you for accompanying me to so many places today!"

She smiled casually, Shawn knew that Xia Chuyue truly recognized him as a friend now. He smiled as she took it, thinking that this was the first time he had chased a girl so hard.