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"Guangxia! I didn't expect it was really you!"

There was a gust of fragrant wind, before Mo Guangxia could clearly see the face of the person who came, there was already a woman in his arms.

Uh……

It was the first time to be openly embraced by a woman like this.

"Miss, please..." He pushed the woman who was still hugging his neck and refused to let go.

"Miss, you are tall!" Her arms were empty, and a chestnut had already been hit on her head, "You tell me yourself, what should you call me? Hmm?"

The woman bullied him, squinting her eyes coquettishly, and the sparkles in Jian Shuiqiu's eyes were more intoxicating than fragrant wine.

——Now I can see clearly.

Black hair and black eyes set off a transparent and fair complexion, a typical oriental beauty.

"Senior Xia Luo?" Calling out the other party's name, Mo Guangxia suddenly opened his eyes wide, "Why are you here?"

"Why can't I be here?" Glancing at him with feigned anger, Xia Luo's mouth gradually raised a gentle smile, "This Venice allows you to come, but I can't?"

"No, of course not, senior sister, you know exactly what I meant."

The intimacy of meeting an old acquaintance in a foreign land arises spontaneously. Mo Guangxia bent down with a smile, imitating the ancient kissing ceremony, took the other's hand and put it on his lips to kiss lightly, "I am so happy to meet you here."

"Hehe." Xia Luo couldn't help laughing because of his teasing, and there was a bit of teasing in her tone, "Guangxia, it's been a long time since I saw you, you've learned a lot. You actually know how to please women."

Mo Guangxia was taken aback, "Uh...senpai, don't make fun of me as soon as we meet."

Xia Luo, a senior in the university who is a year higher than him.A goddess-like existence, the object of sexual fantasies of all the boys in the school...except Mo Guangxia.

Because he was not interested in women, Mo Guangxia didn't try to flatter Xia Luo.His attitude of calmness in the face of beauty, on the contrary, is very much to Xia Luo's appetite.

So, in an accidental conversation at the dance held by the student union, the two found that they hit each other very well.

Talk about everything, even his sexual orientation, you can tell the other party frankly.

After graduating from university, Xialuo went to France for further study.The relationship between each other is inevitably separated by the distance in space, and the contact is limited to greeting each other on MSN every festival.

However, after all, they were close friends during college, and the unexpected encounter on the streets of a foreign country like today is indeed surprising and gratifying.

"Hey, to be honest, why did you come to Venice by yourself?" Xia Luo asked with a smile after exchanging pleasantries.

"I'm here for an adventure." Mo Guangxia spread his hands, not mentioning the truth about how he came to Venice.

The obviously perfunctory answer made Xia Luo squint his eyes again to look him up and down, and then sent him a funny look, "So... did your experience tonight be fulfilled?"

"Cough, it was an accident." Mo Guangxia laughed at himself and turned his eyes away.But his gaze collided with the Italian behind Xia Luo impartially.

He just remembered that the conversation just now was only halfway through, so he nodded to the other party again.

The man nodded and smiled at him, and then his eyes fell back to Xia Luo's back, gazing tenderly and intently.

Uh...are all Italians this enthusiastic?This look at people is...too blatant.

"Ah, Guangxia. I forgot to introduce you..." Xia Luo tugged at his sleeve, then turned around and greeted, "Piccola (dear), come here."

The man behind her came forward slowly after hearing the call, and let Xia Luo hold his shoulders with a smile.

"Guangxia, let me introduce you, this is my fiance Stefano Nichols."

Stefano Nichols——The original sound was replayed, and Mo Guangxia's head buzzed, his chin almost hit his foot.

Empress Dowager, his encounters in Venice this time are really rich to an unimaginable level.

No wonder he was surprised.Anyone with a little common sense knows that Stefano Nichols is the current head of the multinational luxury goods group GNJ, an heir of noble blood with profound artistic background, unique vision and low-key behavior.

The GNJ Group he is in charge of covers almost all aspects of art and culture, from fashion and perfume to cultural publishing. His name is often seen on the front pages of various media, but it seems weird and mysterious because others are not allowed to publish his photos.

In Mo Guangxia's impression, a man with such means and mind should be a bearded old man who is over fifty years old.Only after seeing her true face today, did she realize that the other party was such a suave young talent, and also became the fiancé of a college senior she hadn't seen for a long time...

The violent facts were laid out in front of him one by one, and he felt dizzy, and he was Spartan again.

Xia Luo stood aside and saw his dumb and cute appearance, burst out laughing, and reached out to push him, "Hey, Guang Xia, you are so cute in front of my fiancé, could it be that you want to break him up and take it for yourself? ?”

"Uh...of course not." Mo Guangxia quickly waved his hands to prove his innocence, "Sister, don't make such jokes."

As a result, his nervous look not only made Xia Luo laugh, but even Stefano Nichols who was beside her also laughed out loud.

"Let's go, since it's rare to meet us, we can't talk like this standing in the open air." Xia Luo, who has a bright personality, patted him on the shoulder, "Go and sit at home."

"Ah, you don't have to be so polite!" Mo Guangxia was a little embarrassed, "It's so late, it's not good to disturb me."

"Idiot!" Xia Luo winked at him, and gestured to Stefano Nichols, who was standing gracefully behind him with arms folded, "Let him treat you. The money of the rich is not spent for nothing!"

Senior sister... A series of ellipsis flashed across Mo Guangxia's head - are you robbing the rich and helping the poor?

It's hard to give up the hospitality, and it feels a little lonely to spend the whole day alone, so Mo Guangxia followed Xia Luo into Stefano Nichols' car.

On the way, Xia Luo kept chatting with him about the past events in college and their experiences in the past few years with great interest, and the chat became more and more active.Sitting next to her, Stefano Nichols occasionally interjected a sentence or two, smiling and listening most of the time.

Mo Guangxia accidentally raised his eyes a few times in the middle of the journey, and they would bump into the other party's straight line of sight.

The four eyes met, and Stefano Nichols always nodded with a smile, without avoiding it.The smiling blue eyes are like facing a glass of fine wine, full of appreciation and tasting.

Because Xia Luo was sitting on the side, he wasn't sure whether the other party was looking at him or his fiancée was smiling, so he could only look away vaguely.

"Mr. Mo..."

Unexpectedly, this time it was Stefano Nichols who took the initiative to call him.

"Huh?" He turned his head suspiciously.

"I'm sorry to interrupt your conversation, but..." Stefano Nichols lowered his eyes, stretched out his white and slender fingers and pointed to his left arm, "Don't you need to go to the hospital for treatment of your injury?"

Following his instructions, Mo Guangxia noticed some blood stains on his forearm.

The print would stand out on a light-colored shirt, but it's long since dried.

"It's okay, it's just a small injury." He smiled nonchalantly and shook his head, "I'm a big man, so I won't do anything just because of this bit of blood."

"Nonsense! It's bleeding, it should be disinfected and bandaged anyway." Xia Luo grabbed his arm, frowned and looked at Stefano Nichols, "Piccola, that thief hurt Guang Xia just now, It would be too cheap to send him straight to the police station."

"Then why do you feel angry?" The man with extraordinary bearing raised his eyebrows and chuckled at his fiancee, "Otherwise, I'll send someone to remove the thief's hands?"

Although his tone was soft and his smile was gentle when he spoke, the sinister look in those beautiful blue eyes couldn't help but make people chill.Mo Guangxia's heart skipped a beat, and he instinctively blurted out, "No!"

"Hehe, don't be so nervous, I was just joking with Xia Luo. Right? Xia Luo?" The clear and playful voice echoed in the carriage, making Mo Guangxia a little upset.

joke?Why doesn't he find it funny?

Really learned a lot... This is the perverted thinking mode of the aristocracy...

It's a pity that God always likes to hit human beings for pleasure.

Mo Guangxia originally thought that this arrogant and majestic Stefano Nichols had challenged the limit of his life experience, but when he stood in front of the endless Nichols manor, he had to lament the injustice of fate again.

The fields are empty.The starlight seeps out from the thin clouds, dyeing the dark and quiet night sky. There are soft flower beds on both sides of the road, and the quiet fragrance of flowers drifts with the evening wind.At the end of the line of sight, there is the spacious atrium fountain and the splendidly lit antique… castle?

This kind of old building that may hide a few ghosts in any corner, living in it...would it be a little scary?

But now that he's here, it's too careless to run away without getting in.Mo Guangxia had no choice but to put away all the associations evoked by horror movies in his mind, and followed Stefano Nichols and Xia Luo into the room.

"Mr. Nichols, are you back?" The old butler bowed in front of the gate, and then bowed to Xia Luo to greet him: "Miss Xia Luo, good evening."

"Go get the family doctor, this guest has suffered a little trauma." Stefano Nichols ordered calmly while taking off his coat, "Also, tell the kitchen to prepare the dinner, and by the way, go to the second floor to sort out a guest room."

The aristocratic class is really different... It seems understandable to boss others around...

Mo Guangxia was immersed in his own sighs, and began to wander into the void.

"Guangxia?...Stupid?"

A hand dangled in front of his eyes, and he came back to himself with a start.

"Why are you sticking at the door, hurry up and go upstairs to take a shower and have dinner." Xia Luo smiled and pushed him, pointing at the maid who was waiting beside her, "She will take you to your room."

"..." Standing silent for a few seconds, Mo Guangxia raised his eyes blankly, "Senior sister... Didn't I time travel?"

"Puff——hahaha..." Stefano Nichol, who was walking up the stairs, stopped suddenly, turned around and looked at him with a half-smile, his face with raised eyebrows looked very interesting under the light, "Charlotte, you little boy It's so cute. I... kind of like him..."

"..."

Like... This gentleman actually said that he likes a man in front of his fiancée... Really didn't know how to respond, Mo Guangxia was tongue-tied.

"Hey, you're not allowed to take Xia's idea away." Xia Luo turned her head and smiled and scolded him, "If you dare to mess with me in front of me, I'll cut off your one and feed it to the dogs!"

Senior Xia Luo, you are still so tough... How dare you threaten Stefano Nichol's life, and still use this calm tone...

A certain person only felt that the ceiling above his head cracked and fell apart.

"It's scary!" Stefano Nichol patted his chest pretending to be terrified, looking at Mo Guangxia with an inexplicable smile in his eyes, and walked upstairs with light steps, "But... don't want him to lose his body, you should be careful Someone else."

After hearing this, Xia Luo nodded thoughtfully, "Well, that's right."

Everyone here is so nervous... Mo Guangxia Lidi turned into a sculpture at the entrance of the hall.

Castles, maids, operas, aristocratic life, candlelight dinners...these scenes, which are only seen in old European movies, are presented in front of your eyes.What kind of reaction would a normal person generally have?

Therefore, it is understandable for Mo Guangxia to suspect that he has time-traveled.

From the moment he stepped into the Nichol Manor, someone in the cup could not escape the fate of becoming a sculpture, facing the delicacies and wines listed on the long dining table, he continued to petrify.

Apart from the servants lining up to serve on both sides, the most speechless thing is the owner sitting on the opposite seat, swaying the wine in the glass gracefully, admiring him with a relaxed expression and unable to swallow.

——Brother, if you are stared at like this, can you eat it?

——If you don’t want to let me eat, don’t make such a big show just to show off...

——Senior Charlotte, where are you?

The hand holding the knife and fork trembled slightly, and Mo Guangxia continued to be in grief and anger amid the alluring aroma of the food.

Not long after the thoughts in my heart started, I suddenly heard small commotions from outside the restaurant.

"Master, are you back?... Sir? He is entertaining guests..."

"Go away!!! Who is afraid that I will see you!"

Although the voices of the dispute were far away, they were easily captured by the people at the dinner table.

Stefano Nichol frowned slightly, and before he had called the butler to ask, a lazy and defiant voice sounded from the door of the restaurant.

"Let me see who can be the guest of honor at Stefano Nichol's seat..."

Turning around in astonishment, Mo Guangxia met the speaker's eyes.

The man at the door was dressed perfectly, looked at him with a slight smile, and looked like he was born to be admired by everyone.

However, the charming arc at the corner of his mouth gradually turned into an "O" shape when he saw Mo Guangxia in front of the table: "Wow———! Beauty! So you are here!!!"

It's not that friends don't get together—this is all right, all the perverts gather together.

Mo Guangxia raised his forehead, he really didn't know whether to be happy or worried...