At this moment, a cold, lazy and evil voice sounded from behind: "Pezzo di cretino!"
Such a penetrating and even a bit angry voice was so obvious in the cool night breeze that Su Wanqing couldn't ignore it, so she turned around.
He was a slender boy, about seventeen or eighteen years old, at least seventeen or eighteen years old. He was lean and strong, like a dangerous cheetah.
His hair is slightly long, casual and casual, slightly messy. He has sunglasses stuck on the bridge of his tall nose. He wears a simple T-shirt and jeans. The corners of his shirt are tucked into the jeans, which outlines a perfect inverted triangle figure.
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The curvature of the corners of his lips is quite perfect, with the ultimate dazzling look. Even if he is angry, he is still so beautiful. It seems that the sun can suddenly break out the darkness from the clouds and shine in all at once.
Su Wanqing had never seen such a boy before. He was more dazzling than Chu Zihan, more domineering than Luo Mingxuan, and more elegant than Ning Junyu.
"Er..." Unfortunately, she couldn't understand what he was saying. It must be Italian.
The boy seemed to be irritated by the other person's confused expression. He pointed at Su Wanqing and his voice became louder: "#%￥!￥@￥*#~"
There is a shining black gold ring on his hand, and his whole person has an innate noble and extraordinary aura.
"I'm sorry, I can't understand what you are saying?" Su Wanqing was a little embarrassed, and then thought that the other party might not understand Chinese, so she quickly changed to English, "I'm sorry. I can't speak Italian. Can you
speak English?”
After hearing this, the other party was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Are you Chinese? Why didn't you tell me earlier!"
Su Wanqing felt great ecstasy in her heart, and with a smile on her face, she said, "So you are Chinese too, that's great!"
"Oh, by the way, what did you just say?" Su Wanqing asked happily.
He seemed very unhappy just now, but since they are all compatriots, they should be easier to talk to.
The boy's expression did not soften because of this. He frowned in displeasure and said coldly: "What are you doing here?"
The other party's attitude seemed to be very unfriendly. Su Wanqing paused and explained in a good-tempered manner: "Is it okay for me to come here to see the scenery and take pictures?"
"Of course not!" the boy shouted loudly, with extreme impatience in his voice. He took off his sunglasses, pointed at a red sign not far away, and said angrily, "Don't you have eyes? This is ancient Rome.
Tourists are not allowed to approach the excavation area of the ruins! What you just stepped on might be an important antique. Can you afford to pay for such a precious thing?"
Su Wanqing was stunned for a while after being drunk. A closer look revealed that there were still a few pieces of dirt on his trousers. Coupled with his ferocious attitude, he looked like a barbarian. Fortunately, she was really surprised just now.
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The night was very deep, but Rome is a city that never sleeps. Even the ancient ruins and buildings had lights on and off. With the light yellow light, Su Wanqing saw a nameplate erected high on the west wall, with several words written on it.
Bold letters: "VIETATO ENTRARE."
When the boy saw Su Wanqing's belated look, he became even more angry and shouted: "Didn't you see that it says no entry?"