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917. Duan Shi Niang, the noble lady with fake halo!?

The opportunity of a day lies in the morning, and the ancients will not deceive me.

——

Early in the morning it was reloaded ten minutes later.

After a hot countdown of several seconds, Duan Ran softly let out a "huh" sound.

While restraining his almost completely white consciousness, he supported his body and crawled to the head of the bed, reaching for the tissue.

Not forgetting to coax the person behind her gently, she grabbed the tissue and quickly unpacked it, "Go and wash up quickly. I made a loving breakfast for you today."

As she spoke, she straightened her back and stood up to wipe it.

The next second, she felt her back being pressed against her, and then a pair of strong arms hung around her waist.

The movements of his hands paused, "What are you doing? Go quickly."

"Let's come together." Qin Jian whispered an invitation into her ear.

Duan Ran raised his face as if he was ticklish, and pressed the back of his head against Qin Jian's chin, "I washed it this morning."

"Let's come together." Qin Jian invited again.

Duan Ran's heartbeat stopped the moment his eyes moved to the clock on the wall. There was less than forty minutes left before the departure time they had agreed with Langton.

It's really too late.

So, "Be good, hubby."

She gently opened her arms around her waist, stood up and threw the tissue in her hand into the trash can beside the bed.

Turning around and lifting up the shoulder strap, she straightened the messy ends of her hair and asked, "Is my hair growing longer again?"

Without waiting for an answer, she got out of bed and continued to pack the opened suitcase.

A new day begins again.

——

The so-called "love" heart breakfast is an omelette shaped like a heart.

After taking a shower, Qin Jian came to the dining room. Looking at the crooked and mushy peach omelette on the dinner plate, he couldn't help but take a photo first.

Then took a bite.

Then he couldn't help but post a Weibo post.

The copywriting only has one simple line, [It’s muddy, but it’s not unpalatable. Next time I’ll teach you @paragraph, paragraph, paragraph, don’t break it]

This was his first time doing this kind of recording of trivial feelings.

Not to mention posting it on a public social platform with @someone.

When he posted it, he didn't realize what it meant as a public figure, and he didn't have these things in his mind at the time.

Of course, he doesn't care about these things at all.

And the person he cares about is taking a white pill in the bedroom without him knowing.

——

8:40, at the entrance of the college.

Looking from a distance, a fat figure was slowly running towards me carrying a large leather bag.

"Professor, you are late again."

Qin Jian began to doubt the other party's sense of time. He and Duan Ran had been waiting here for 15 minutes.

"Relax Qin, you have enough time." Langton stopped in front of the two of them, raised the small suitcase in his hand, and explained breathlessly, "Because I have prepared some necessities."

Qin Jian didn't need to think about it to know that this leather bag must be filled with a lot of food. For Langton, he couldn't think of any other necessities.

Maybe books count too.

But, at least he has never seen Langton take out anything other than food from this leather bag.

Langton: "Let's go!!"

Duan Ran: "Let's go!"

Qin Jian: "Let's go."

The three of them hurried all the way from the subway station near the college to Vienna International Airport.

After another hour and a half of short flight, we landed at Malpensa Airport.

——

Milan, as the second largest city in Italy and one of the four major economic centers in Europe, the prosperity of the city can be seen from the corner of the airport.

Malpensey Airport is simply a huge shopping mall.

It's just that the little fat guy just glanced at her briefly.

The main reason is that there is a golden square waiting for her.

The three people left the airport and rushed to a hotel near La Scala Theater to stay.

When passing by La Scala, the electronic screen in front of the concert hall was completely occupied by the preview of Henry Herz's concert tomorrow night.

Qin Jian noticed Henry Hertz on the electronic poster, who had a pair of insightful dark brown eyes.

Apart from that, he is not as handsome as him, Duan Ran said so.

Then after a simple rest, after Duan Ran took a shower and cleaned up, it was almost lunch time.

Langton took the two to a restaurant near the hotel and recommended a popular local steak.

It's just that medium-rare steak looks almost like raw meat to Qin Jian.

Duan Ran tasted fine, but he still couldn't get used to it.

Finally, he ordered a bottle of red wine to go with it, and he barely finished his lunch.

During free time in the afternoon, Langton went to the Milan Conservatory of Music to visit a friend.

Qin Jian naturally wanted to follow him to see the conservatoire where Pollini once studied, but he chose the latter between going shopping with his girlfriend.

"If you are going to the cathedral, be careful not to pay attention to the black people who are chatting with you nearby. Have a good time and see you tonight."

At the door of the restaurant, Langton left after giving some instructions, and Duan Ran took Qin Jianqu to the Golden Square.

——

A square area composed of four streets gathers the world's top brands.

You can find the latest styles and the most popular elements here, including the designers who designed them.

Maybe it was a handsome old man standing in front of the window, wearing a woolen windbreaker and sunglasses but wearing shorts.

There are rows of luxury sports cars parked on the street. From time to time, sexy beauties get out of the luxury cars, holding hands with the wealthy people beside them, and go straight to the luxury stores on the street.

Occasionally, you can see some international celebrities walking around this street.

Of course, the entire street is also full of beautiful amateurs and handsome men coming and going.

In comparison, Qin Jian's outfit is slightly low-key, wearing mid-range brand work clothes and a black baseball cap.

Chubby Duan is dressed up enough to match the aesthetics of street photography here. Her large-framed black sunglasses and bright red lips make her face more three-dimensional and white. The fake two-piece khaki suit makes her fashionable but not popular.

What's more important is - super good looks and a foul body.

Walking on this street with Duan Ran on his arm, Qin Jian could always see the envious looks from men.

He guessed that these people probably didn't know his actual identity.

Just when they entered a store, the celebrity posters on the display cabinet in the store made them smile.

Adams.

As one of the spokespersons of this top clothing brand, Qin Jian doesn't know how much endorsement fee Adams can get.

However, at the "Mirror" press conference, Vaughn accidentally mentioned to him that another major international luxury brand was looking for a celebrity spokesperson in China.

"The price is beyond your imagination," Vaughn said at the time.

Just faced with the olive branch, Qin Jian didn't answer.

——

Two hours later, the two of them finished walking around Avenue Napoleon.

During this period, Duan Ran clung to his wallet, even though Qin Jian took the initiative to make remarks such as "This sweater suits you very well" many times.

But the afternoon was almost over, and she didn't even try on a few items.

It just turned into a quickie.

As Duan Ran hurriedly passed one store after another, Qin Jian probably couldn't understand why girls just didn't want to buy.

He simply didn't want to ask the other party if he liked it.
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