Looking at the ancient city with vicissitudes and picturesque experiences, Wang Xiaoqiang and Xiaobai were also excited.

After getting off the plane, someone picked up the plane. Two Ferraris, one pickup truck, one Ferrari for the owner Andri, and another for the customer Wang Xiaoqiang. Xiaobai kept hiding his body, and the pickup truck pulled the agarwood table.

The arrangement was thoughtful.

The three cars finally drove into a hotel, Allen Hotel, which is the main store of Allen Hotel in Italy, on the most prosperous street in Florence. Of course, this hotel is under the name of Andri.

Wang Xiaoqiang was arranged to enter the most luxurious presidential suite. It was already afternoon. Andri asked the staff to prepare the most sumptuous food and drinks to entertain Wang Xiaoqiang. He told him to leave tomorrow afternoon and return to his hometown Sicily.

After dinner, Wang Xiaoqiang was not tired and prepared to go out for a walk. He finally came to Florence, so he naturally had to take a look.

Xiaobai also wanted to go out. When he arrived at the room and showed his body, he pestered Wang Xiaoqiang and said, "Master, I also wanted to go out for some breath..."

"Okay, just follow me invisibly..."

"I don't want to be invisible, I don't want to follow you like a shadow all the time..." Xiaobai said, "I want to really go shopping with my master..."

"Okay!" Wang Xiaoqiang agreed, so he went outside to buy a woman's dress for Xiaobai and asked Xiaobai to change it. Then the two went out shopping together.

Wang Xiaoqiang bought Xiaobai a white tunic dress and crystal sandals. After Xiaobai put it on, he immediately seemed to have changed into someone else, his slim figure, his beautiful appearance, his appearance and temperament. Walking on the streets of Florence, it immediately became a beautiful scenery, a place that attracted men's attention, and an object that women covet.

It was a sunny afternoon.

Under the sun, the blue sky and white clouds.

Brightly colored walls, dark green shutters, and crimson roof.

Florence is like a real open-air museum with countless monuments.

One master and one servant, we visited the Cathedral of the Virgin Flowers and the Bell Tower of Giotto, the Academy Art Gallery, the Old Palace and the Unique Uffizi Museum.

The two walked on the old bridge of the Arno River embankment, and saw many young Chinese men and women, led by a guide, who were also exploring the scenery like a group tour. Inadvertently, Wang Xiaoqiang saw a familiar figure among the group of Chinese men and women, Jing Xueyan.

Mr. Tang’s granddaughter, the provincial radio host Jing Xueyan, the girl who once kissed him.

Jing Xueyan was wearing a casual dress, looking more mature and charming than before, and her figure became more plump and seductive.

"How could she be here? Could she be here for a trip?" Wang Xiaoqiang was puzzled.

If Xiaobai, who is not around, will follow him. Wang Xiaoqiang will definitely go over and say hello. Xiaobai's identity is special and it is not convenient for people to know.

So Wang Xiaoqiang gave up the idea of ​​saying hello.

After taking Xiaobai for a while, the two returned to the Allen Hotel. Xiaobai sincerely said, "Master, Xiaobai can go shopping with the master once. It's worth it if he dies..."

"If you want to die, then I'll give you a happy way to die. After dinner, I'll make you so hard..." Wang Xiaoqiang couldn't help but feel moved when he saw Xiaobai wearing casual clothes.

"Master, you are so evil!" Xiaobai gave Wang Xiaoqiang a charming look.

After dinner, Wang Xiaoqiang took Xiaobai back to his room to sleep. Before going to bed, he fought with Xiaobai for several rounds.

Xiaobai wanted to take off his clothes, but Wang Xiaoqiang refused because Wang Xiaoqiang liked Xiaobai's clothes, which could bring him a strange stimulation.

Of course, Wang Xiaoqiang did not torture Xiaobai to death. On the contrary, Xiaobai absorbed a lot of spiritual energy from Wang Xiaoqiang, and her spiritual power increased.

The next day, Wang Xiaoqiang woke up naturally after slept. It was almost noon when he woke up, so he went to the lobby on the second floor for dinner.

Xiaobai was still invisible and followed Wang Xiaoqiang.

now.

There were not many diners in the lobby on the second floor. On a table, a big fat man with a beard licked his stomach and sat there, staring at a young woman opposite the table, with her eyes emitting naked light. The young woman was a Chinese woman. She lowered her head and drank the juice on the table with a straw. The fat man's obscene gaze made her dare not even raise her head.

There was also a charming middle-aged woman sitting on the other side of the table. The middle-aged woman was also a Chinese. She was now opening her lips as if she was covered in blood and said to the young woman, "Xiaoyan, Mr. George is the most famous costume designer in Italy. He once designed clothes for Queen Elizabeth. Don't you want to be famous? Then you have to find Mr. George to find the right person. As long as Mr. George is willing to design clothes for you, it will be difficult for you to be famous..."

The charming woman was not finished yet. The fat Italian eyes were staring fiercely on the young woman's half-exposed plump and white breasts, and said in fluent English, "Using the conditions of Miss Jing, you can go to Hollywood to make movies. It just so happened that I and several famous directors in Hollywood are old friends. It is no problem to ask them for a role. As long as Miss Jing can show her face in the movies made by any of them, Miss Jing will become famous overnight and become a world superstar..."

The young woman raised her head and glanced at the charming middle-aged woman, "Aunt Wu, I don't want to make any movies, I just want to..."

"Xiaoyan, I know you want to be the host. The host of the "World Clothing" program conducted by Mr. George will definitely make you famous overnight... As long as you nod... accompany Mr. George overnight tonight..."

"What?!" the young woman stood up suddenly and said decisively, "Aunt Wu, you saw the wrong person. I, Jing Xueyan, are not that kind of person..."

The middle-aged woman didn't expect Jing Xueyan to react so much. Seeing that she attracted the eyes of the guests around her, she wanted to suppress Jing Xueyan with her momentum. "Jing Xueyan, you have been serving as a host for so many years. Why do you have to be a rule? There is no reason for a pie to fall from the sky. I advise you to think carefully, don't be a child anymore, and you will miss your bright future..."

The designer, known as George, looked at Jing Xueyan at this time, and his eyes became more and more barefoot, with a sense of determination on his face.

"Aunt Wu, let me make a point more clear. I am not that kind of person. Goodbye..." Jing Xueyan said, turning suddenly, and about to leave.

Unexpectedly, the "Aunt Wu" grabbed Jing Xueyan's arm and warned with a gloomy face, "Jing Xueyan, who do you think you are? I'll use all my strength to ask Mr. George out. You can leave as soon as you say you can. You're too ignorant. Today, Aunt Wu will teach you a lesson. You just leave like this. OK, but you will definitely not be able to leave Italy. If you don't believe me, try..."

Jing Xueyan was also angry. She met Wu Qiumei in China and went to Italy to participate in the host vocational training. Jing Xueyan accidentally expressed her thoughts. When she thought about development abroad, Wu Qiumei said that she was introducing her to know someone, so she was brought here to see this ugly fat man. Yes, it is true that this fat man is a famous Italian designer, but she didn't expect that she was such a famous designer in the world, and she was actually a prodigal son. What she didn't expect was that Wu Qiumei actually acted as a "matchmaker" among the two, and asked her to sell herself for fame.

Although Jing Xueyan also pursued fame and fortune, she did not commit herself to an ugly fat man for fame. She was about to fall away now, but unexpectedly, she was threatened by Wu Qiumei.

Jing Xueyan is not a child, and she also knows that society is dangerous. She is in a foreign country and has no friend around her. It is too easy for others to deal with you.

Because I understand, I am afraid.

She was immediately shocked by Wu Qiumei.

Seeing that Jing Xueyan was shocked by Wu Qiumei, the fat man George narrowed his eyes and smiled, poured a large glass of beer, stood up, walked to Jing Xueyan's side, and hugged Jing Xueyan's slim waist. "Ms. Jing, know the times and be a hero. Miss Jing is so smart, I don't think you will do something stupid..."

Jing Xueyan's delicate body shook, her face turned pale, and she felt despair. Just as her heart was falling slowly, suddenly, a voice sounded, "Damn fat man, let go of your dog's paws..."

Jing Xueyan was shocked and happy when she heard this, because the voice was both familiar and unfamiliar. When she turned around and saw that it was Wang Xiaoqiang, she felt excited immediately. She immediately broke free from the hand of the fat man George and ran towards Wang Xiaoqiang.

Unexpectedly, Wu Qiumei grabbed her arm before she ran two steps. Wu Qiumei's hand was very strong, which made Jing Xueyan's arm hurt. Wu Qiumei tightly controlled Jing Xueyan and said to Wang Xiaoqiang viciously, "Stupid brat, don't meddle in other people's business, otherwise I won't know how to die..."

Wang Xiaoqiang ignored Wu Qiumei's warning at all, rushed over and slapped Wu Qiumei in the face. Although there was no spiritual energy, Wang Xiaoqiang used great force to hit Wu Qiumei, making the corners of his mouth bleeding and staggered.

That's not all. Seeing that Wu Qiumei, who had slapped her, still refused to let go of Jing Xueyan after stabilizing her body. Wang Xiaoqiang stomped over and hit Wu Qiumei's abdomen.

Bang!

He kicked Wu Qiumei to the ground with one kick.

Then Wang Xiaoqiang held Jing Xueyan in his arms. Jing Xueyan felt a little more at ease, but still did not relax. Although she knew that Wang Xiaoqiang was very powerful in China, this was Italy. She was facing Italian designer George. Jing Xueyan didn't believe that Wang Xiaoqiang had a deeper background than George.

"Boy, you deserve to die! A good thing that dares to affect me, do you know who I am? Wait for me..." The designer said, and called.

"Brother Xiaoqiang, let's run away quickly..." Seeing George calling someone, Jing Xueyan pulled Wang Xiaoqiang nervously.
Chapter completed!