Legend of the Blue Lion

Chapter 7 Are You Rosenelli

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Thailand, Phuket, Long Island Blue Bay Hotel
In 2015, Thailand in April, the New Year of the Thai people, the annual grand festival-Songkran Festival.

We usually call it "Songkran", which is the hottest time of the year in Thailand, and it is also the most popular time.

Not only Thais, tourists from all over the world will come to Thailand during this season to feel a different kind of passion.

The Mancini family is on vacation in Thailand at the moment, and they came to this small island about an hour away from Phuket by boat.

This island is called Long Island, and there is only one hotel on the island, called Blue Bay Hotel.The most attractive place for tourists on this island is the rooms of this hotel.

The guest rooms are all independent small buildings, and the swimming pool is in front of all the rooms, all of which are connected and connected together.

At night, the stars in the sky are reflected on the water, making each other beautiful.

If you take off your clothes on a whim and simply open the door, or jump directly into the swimming pool from the balcony on the second floor, you will feel like you are traveling in the starry sky...

Clear water and blue sky, harmony between man and nature.

"Ludovica, can you hurry up?"

A pair of gaudy underpants and a red and black AC Milan jersey, Mancini just stood by the pool, yelling impatiently at the girl dawdling in the room.

Maybe it was because I had so much fun last night, a silk scarf that Ludovica bought not long ago was missing, and she was rummaging through the room looking for it.

"Okay! Found it, here we come!"

After a while, she was seen twisting a small pink bag in her hands, wearing a bright red dress, a thin pure white silk scarf on her shoulders, and her hair was loosely loose.

The whole person looks full of vitality, beautiful and charming.

The eldest daughter of the family, 12-year-old Ludovica, ran out.

However, maybe the flip-flops on the feet have not stepped on the ground, and the person stumbles, although it looks naughty, it is also lovable.

"Let's go! The boat is about to leave, and my dad has sent several messages."

Ludovica said with a smile, slightly accusing her brother, as if it was not her who had been delaying time.

Mancini held his breath and was about to explode, but Ludovica trotted all the way to him, turned his head to face him, with his hair raised, and a sweet smile.

The sun was just right, shining on the swimming pool beside it, and it was shining brightly at this moment.It's like a halo of angels covering Ludovica's body, what a beautiful picture.

But our lovely Ludovka, blinking her big, bright eyes, said softly:

"The box is still in the house, go get it, bro..."

When Mancini dragged out a small 20-inch suitcase, he really wanted to strangle his own sister to death.

His good sister, Ludovica, is still arranging her hair without haste.

"Aren't you leaving?" A mouthful of old blood spurted out.

Ludovica said indifferently: "Dad said that they have crossed the island first, let us take the boat behind and go to the hotel to meet them after landing.

Brother, I'm not talking about you, it's really slow. "

I have to say that the way Western parents educate their children is really good.Give them more free and independent space, even in a foreign country, let them learn to be independent and take care of themselves from time to time.

Seeing this extremely beautiful and lovely sister, Mancini was about to kill his relatives righteously.

Like a playful little white rabbit, she hopped away.

Mancini was left behind dragging the box while still yelling all kinds of curses and reproaches.

"Excuse me, sir, our hotel's shuttle boat leaves on the hour. Why don't you take a rest here, and I'll let you know in about an hour. Do you think it's okay?"

At the front desk of the hotel, the waiter who spoke fluent English spoke, and Mancini was taken aback for a while.

Because his English is very average, and in terms of preparation, it is very average.

On the other side, Ludovica, who had already attracted a lot of attention from around, glanced at a speedboat by the sea outside the lobby, where some people were boarding one after another.

"Is that boat going back to shore? Can't we get on it, or can we charter it?"

Unlike her brother Ludovica, she turned around and spoke to the waiter in fluent English.

"Oh, beautiful lady, I'm sorry. That is a chartered boat of a Chinese tour group. They are going back to shore immediately, but..."

The waiter was very clever and didn't finish speaking. He thought that this young girl should be able to understand what he meant.

Ludovica nodded slightly after hearing this, and smiled.She didn't seem to be looking at him, but turned her head and looked at the seaside.

Where the speedboat was leaning against the shore, there was a man holding the flag of the travel agency high in one hand, and supporting a bloated lady who was about to board the boat with the other.

The man was tall and strong.The smile is sunny and very kind.

With a slight smile at the corner of her mouth, Ludovica in the red dress walked confidently towards the speedboat...

Mancini strode forward, fearing that the naughty sister would do something crazy, he held her back and said, "What are you doing? Don't mess around!"

"It's okay, I'll go!"

After speaking, he still walked in that direction.

Blue sea and blue sky, white sand and long beach.The red dress, the beauty pacing...

Can you think of this woman with exquisite facial features and enchanting figure, who is only 15 years old?
"Good morning sir.

Are you the tour guide or leader of this tour group? "

With a charming smile, fluent English, full of confidence, she feels completely beyond her due age.

"Well, yes. What can you do, kid?" the tour guide replied in the same fluent English.

Ludovica felt a burst of fire in an instant, spontaneously, but he still held back, still smiling, but felt a little cold.

"Hello, Mr. Tour Guide, that's right.

I would like to ask if your boat can still take people?My brother and I were unable to catch the last shuttle boat, can you help me? "

Ludovica clearly expressed her thoughts, neither humble nor overbearing, natural and generous.

"Sorry, no. Just wait a little longer, there will be another shuttle later."

The tall tour guide didn't seem to have the intuition of pity and tenderness at all, and directly rejected the beautiful foreign girl in front of him.He turned around, ignored him, and called the other group members around him to board the ship.

Ludovica went crazy, and said a little angrily, "Sir, don't you think you are ungentlemanly? It's because you can't sit down, or you don't want to help. Can you explain, Mr. Tour Guide?"

"I'm sorry, I'm working. It's not that we can't fit on the boat, it's because our travel agency stipulates that it's not allowed.

If you get on my boat, if you fall into the sea, I won't save you, so what will you do?
Sorry, I have work to do, girl. "

The tour guide might be a little disgusted, so he answered straightforwardly without mercy.

It's not that the tour guide is unreasonable, but that this kind of request from a stranger is inherently difficult.

People are in a foreign country, and as a tour guide of a team, they have to take care of all aspects of dozens of people.Safety issues and various risks had to make him cautious.

The waves infested the ivory white beach layer by layer, and they also rushed over the legs of the girl in the red dress time and time again...

When Ludovica was about to stretch his arms and make a big fuss, Mancini arrived.

"Let's go and wait, it will take more than 40 minutes at most."

Mancini pulled Ludovica, just turned around and walked towards the hotel lobby.

"Wait, little girl..."

The man's voice came, but it was Italian.

Ludovica thought that the man was going to talk nonsense, so he exploded in an instant, turned his head to the annoying tour guide, and shouted in Italian:
"Is there anything else you can do? If you don't want to help, if you don't let us on board..."

She didn't finish talking, and suddenly she felt something was wrong, a little awkward.

Why did I suddenly speak my mother tongue, while the person just now seemed to speak Italian?
Does he speak Italian?
Ludovica was stunned, but saw that the man still had the same smile as before, speaking in relatively fluent Italian in a harmless manner:

"Is he the brother you mentioned just now?"

Ludovica didn't move, like jet lag, hadn't reversed the language switch.Although it was her native language, he didn't realize how fluent the person in front of him was in Italian.

She just nodded blankly as before, and it was an answer.

The tour guide smiled brightly like sunshine again, and looked at the side of the girl. Mancini, who was wearing the red and black arrow jersey of AC Milan, said in extremely standard Italian:

"Are you Rosenelli?"

Mancini was also blinded for an instant, but he clenched his right hand into a fist without being slow at all, and smashed it on his left chest, where the Milan team emblem was.

Then he said nothing and nodded heavily.

"Then hurry up and get on the boat, and go back to shore together!"

The tour guide's very straightforward words once again confused the two brothers and sisters of Mancini...

(End of this chapter)