Chapter 67 (1/2)
An hour later, Yan Shiqi didn't wait for Qin Baiyu's reply, but was led by Cheng Yenan to go to the show hall to get familiar with the environment in advance.
At dusk, the sky of Milan is half dyed yellow by the setting sun. Yan Shiqi is wearing a bohemian skirt with white knitwear. He is lazy and relaxed. He is fashionable and fresh in this humanistic city.
Cheng Yenan is still an eye-catching hand embroidered shirt and pants, with black hair waxed and distinct roots; Ling Zihuan is a standard assistant dress, white T-shirt jeans and canvas shoes, plus a backpack.
Walking out of the hotel, the three strolled to Milan Cathedral. The pedestrians in the central square were still there, and they could see a corner of the street from time to time.
Yan Shiqi absently looks at the building in front of him. Milan Cathedral is solemn and magnificent. The combination of sculpture and minaret complement each other.
”Well, what do you think? It's like losing your soul
Cheng Yenan bumped her shoulder lightly, and her eyes swam on her face with scanning eyes.
Inkstone when seven pulled the corner of the lip, collect to mind, ”didn't think of anything. Where is the walk show? ”
Cheng Yenan glanced at her suspiciously. Without asking any more, he turned his head to two similar buildings not far away and said, ”over there, arengario palace! One of the world's designers' favorite shows
Ling Zihuan, who was behind them, also followed Cheng Yenan's line of sight. Suddenly, he held his face in both hands and exclaimed, ”it's so beautiful!”
Cheng Ye Nan disliked to sweep Ling Zi Huan one eye, this little girl how with a village girl into the city like.
The three walked side by side to the arengario palace, which is next to the cathedral. In the setting sun, the two perfectly symmetrical buildings were covered with a layer of mysterious golden veil of wheat yellow, and the reflection of the building body was tilted in the middle of the corridor, which was magnificent.
At this time, Cheng Yenan, who has been paying attention to inkstone Shiqi, finds that she seems to have a lot on her mind. In such a short distance, she looks at her mobile phone three times on the way.