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Chapter 10 A Moment of Romance (asking for monthly ticket recommendation)
Monica Bellucci walks on the edge of the road with her hands behind her back.

She is in her early 20s and fits the description of girlishness very well, but her plump figure makes her look a little different.

Lu Deyang rode on the bike, using his feet as power, and followed closely beside it.

"The commercial has already been filmed, why are you still following me?"

Monica Bellucci suddenly stopped, turned around and looked at Lu Deyang and asked.

"I just think that when people face certain things, they must seize the opportunity, otherwise they will regret it for the rest of their lives." Lu Deyang looked up and said with a smile, his eight white teeth shining brightly in the sun.

Are you kidding? No one would give up the opportunity to pursue the ball flower.

Monica Bellucci also felt a palpitation.

The dark eyeballs seemed like endless deep holes, making her unable to help but explore.

It's just that she has seen countless men around her since she was in her teens, which makes her emotions more restrained.

Funny, humorous, handsome, rich... Lu Deyang has almost no weaknesses.

Most importantly, he is less macho than Italian men.

Patriarchal countries like Italy are rare.

That's why Monica Bellucci is willing to have more contact with him outside of work.

It's always relaxing to be with Lu Deyang, and he speaks very nicely.

'You are the most beautiful Italian girl I have ever seen... There seem to be stars in your eyes... You are my Neapolitan coffee, even if you drink it quickly, it can still warm my palms...'

When you meet the right person, you won’t feel bored even if you are just walking on the street.

Milan is a big city.

But even in the center of Milan, there are streets like Via Padua.

Gypsies, Albanians and Eastern European illegal immigrants gather here, and an inconspicuous house may be home to more than 10 people from the same country or region.

As soon as the two walked into the street, they were immediately met with malicious gazes.

Lu Deyang pulled Monica over, asked her to sit in the back seat, handed her a helmet, and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom.

The newly purchased RG500 engine roars like a beast.

The strong push on her back made Monica scream out.

The bastards who had originally wanted to come over for some fun immediately rushed to the side of the road, fearing that they would be hit and killed.

Damn, this street is full of all kinds of things placed randomly, and there's no fear of car accidents.

A few dusty gypsies turned around and cursed, but the motorcycle was not tripped by the obstacle as they expected. Instead, it dodged and moved, maintaining high speed and still flexibly passing through various obstacles, as if it was a motorcycle show.

The secretion of adrenaline made Monica very excited. After adapting to such stimulation, she hugged Lu Deyang's waist tightly.

The two men's arrogant behavior obviously angered the people on the street.

For them, going to prison is no different from going home.

The streets of Padua do not allow anyone more arrogant than them.

The two gypsies simply placed a barbecue cart across the middle of the road. They chose the perfect time, giving Lu Deyang almost no time to react.

Fortunately, Lu Deyang's reaction speed was quick. He slowed down and turned sideways immediately to pass through the narrow space.

The next second, he heard a loud knocking sound.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Monica hit a bastard on the head with her helmet, knocking him to the ground.

"Good job!"

Lu Deyang said.

"Don't underestimate me!"

Monica said somewhat proudly.

Growing up in a small village, she learned how to protect herself from her father who ran a truck company.

The two of them walked out of Padua Street, and Monica felt a little unsatisfied.

I haven't experienced anything so exciting in a long time.

"Where are we going now?"

Monica, who was holding Lu Deyang, shouted.

"I don't know. We'll just drive to wherever it takes us." Lu Deyang replied loudly, "You don't have to always have a destination in mind in life."

More than an hour later, the two sat on the beach. "If you bring me to Genoa, my agent will go crazy."

Monica said with a giggle while holding her ice cream.

"I hope he doesn't call the police, otherwise I will take you to Switzerland." Lu Deyang said with a smile.

He didn't even know this was Genoa.

During his long time in Italy, the only places he visited, apart from Reggio Calabria, Sardinia and Sicily, were Rome and Milan.

Transportation is inconvenient these days and it is not easy to travel.

Even in the country, there are many people who have never traveled far.

"Why are you fleeing?"

Monica asked, tilting her head.

"Anyway, I won't send you back." Lu Deyang said, "Give birth to eight or ten children in the mountains of Switzerland, and then we'll talk."

Monica immediately waved her fist, indicating that she was not to be trifled with.

"I haven't been this happy in a long time."

Monica whispered.

"Isn't it good to be a model?" Lu Deyang asked, "You've been on the cover of a magazine before."

"Yes, but even so it's hard to stand out. You don't know how many girls want to stand out." Monica complained: "Before, I wanted to show myself in front of the whole world."

Lu Deyang keenly noticed the meaning of her words and asked with a smile: "What now?"

"Don't tell you!"

Monica, wearing a long skirt, stood up and ran on the beach, attracting many tourists' sidelong glances.

Some people are born to be protagonists.

Lu Deyang stood up and walked over, with a Big Mac in his hand. He handed it to the tourists who were looking at Monica and said, "Eat, stop staring at other people's girlfriends."

Most people couldn't help but laugh.

"Hey buddy, any drinks?"

Several young people asked.

Lu Deyang stretched out his hand and immediately handed over the cup with an M printed on it.

Several young people couldn't help but exclaim.

"That's cool, where did you hide this before?"

"Is this a magic trick? What are your magic props?"

Lu Deyang smiled and waved his hand, saying, "A magician never reveals his secrets."

Monica turned around and asked, "What if I asked?"

"Then I won't tell you. Secrets make men more mysterious."

Lu Deyang blinked and said, pulling Monica and running.

This saves people from having to figure out whether he has hidden the hamburger on his body.

……

"Let youth blow your long hair and let it lead your dreams..."

While riding RS500, Lu Deyang couldn't help but hum this song.

Monica put her face against his back and sat quietly in the back seat without asking any questions.

It’s a pity that there are not many bridal shops on the street.

"I'm a little homesick recently, can you take me back?"

Monica suddenly asked.

"Of course, maybe your father will prepare a large dowry immediately when he sees me." Lu Deyang joked.

In Italy, there is something similar to a dowry when getting married, but it is just symbolic.

There are a lot of dowries, which are the guarantees given by parents to their daughters, and can be taken away in case of divorce. Most parents around the world may worry that their daughters will not have a good marriage, but some places like to give three quilts.

There was no way to go back to Milan at this time, so Lu Deyang parked the car in front of a hotel.

(End of this chapter)