Ren Baqian was wearing a jacket, jeans, canvas shoes, and carrying a small bag. He looked no different from ordinary young people who came to travel. If there is a difference, it is that his female partner is so beautiful that people look sideways and envy him.
The empress was wearing a long red dress with her arms exposed. In this weather, people around her felt very cold, but she didn't realize it at all.
The two of them were strolling on the streets of the new town of Blago. Occasionally, the empress would lightly say "Here!" when she saw the beautiful clothes in the window.
Entering a shop full of exotic styles again, the empress stopped for a moment in front of a long skirt full of bohemian style. It was a red background with blue, white and black intertwined flowers on it, and the hem was layered. At the same time, under the neckline is white tulle and tassels, full of exotic styles, perfectly highlighting the charm of women.
The empress stood in front of this skirt and looked at it for a moment, with rare hesitation on her face.
It can be seen that she likes this long skirt very much, but she has never worn this style. Most of her skirts are bright red, without too many complicated colors, and the style is relatively simple.
Many skirts even have a slight difference in the neckline and cuffs.
And the color of this skirt is too dazzling, and the style is also very complicated.
"Zi Xiao, you will look good in this dress. There are only clothes that don't match you in this world, and there are no clothes that don't look good." Ren Baqian softly bewitched at the side, he still wanted to see it It must be very attractive for the empress to wear such a feminine skirt.
But he was right in saying one thing, beautiful people look good in anything.
Even the dirtiest clothes can still look like a T-stand on the empress's body.
After a while, the Empress put on a dress and came out of the fitting room. Ren Baqian immediately applauded in amazement: "Wow!"
"There is no one more beautiful than you in the world, you are the only one, the brightest one, I am sure!"
At this moment, the empress is wearing this exotic long dress with big flowers, the curve of her upper body is fully revealed, her hair is scattered on her shoulders and back, her eyes and brows are soft, and she is full of femininity and beauty, making it hard to get out of the way. She looked away.
Not only Ren Baqian, but even the owner of the shop next to him, a young girl in her twenties, was amazed. She quickly ran to the side and took down a sky blue shawl with lace patterns, put it on the empress's shoulders, and stood aside He laughed, with a hint of jealousy in his smile.
When the empress stood in front of the mirror and looked at her who was a little different from before, Ren Baqian had already paid all the money.
The price is not expensive. The skirt and shawl cost more than 700 euros. On the empress, it makes people feel that there should be two 0.
The empress was somewhat uncomfortable after wearing it, and wanted to change the skirt back, but was stopped by Ren Baqian: "We should let the whole world know how beautiful you are! Besides, changing your style can also change your mood!"
The empress thought about it for a while, but didn't insist anymore.
Ren Baqian conveniently took a straw hat with a warped brim from the side and put it on the empress's head, which matched this outfit very well.
Still the same sentence, beautiful people can look good in anything, and cotton jackets can be worn to give the feeling of fashion week.
"Can I take a picture?" the shopkeeper asked suddenly.
"What?" Ren Baqian didn't quite understand the other party's poor English. Of course, even if the other party wasn't bad, it would be difficult for him to understand.
The other party took out his mobile phone and switched it to camera mode to make gestures before he understood.
"Zi Xiao, she wants to keep your beauty." Ren Baqian said to the Empress with a smile.
Holding the hat with one hand, the empress asked the other party to take a picture, and the two left here.
Blago is very small, more than 400 square kilometers, a fifth-level small city in Ren Baqian's hometown is 40 times that of Blago, and it is only equivalent to a district of a fifth-level small city.
As the two moved forward, the ground under their feet began to turn into a stone pavement, not a slate, but paved with small stones. If the soles of the shoes were not thick enough, the soles of the feet would hurt a little.
The temperature is not too high, about seventeen or eight degrees, but it is a sunny day. There are always tourists in twos and threes sitting at the tables on the side of the road in the coffee shop, and they don't feel cold at all. Most of them are young couples, and there are also friends or families who come to play.
The whole city feels very relaxed, leisurely and comfortable.
Ren Baqian and the Empress found a coffee shop to sit down. The Empress held the yogurt and sucked it slowly with gusto. When the dessert was served, she immediately shifted her attention.
She tried it once, but she didn't like the taste of coffee. Instead, she liked yogurt, and there were desserts and sweets that never changed.
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On the crowded Charles Bridge, two people stood at both ends of the bridge, and one stood in the middle of the bridge to inspect the crowd.
"They may have already arrived in Blago. The photo that person posted on Moments just now should be an area in the north of Blago. The satellite photos are 90% identical. Be more careful, especially the one in red. woman."
The man in the middle of the bridge was handsome, with an amiable demeanor, and a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, which made it easy for people to lower their guard against him. At this point he spoke to the other two through the microphone on his collar.
There are too many people here, and there are also many Chinese with black hair and yellow skin, but the woman in red is a clearer target.
Since the other party appeared, although the style of the skirt has changed slightly, the color has never changed. People can't help but want to ask how much she likes red.
With the other party's publicity and unscrupulousness, no one thought that the other party would change clothes to hide his whereabouts.
"Got it!" The other two replied one after another.
"Remember, if you find them, don't contact them rashly, and notify me immediately. And don't offend them, they are dangerous! They are cruel and unscrupulous." The man warned again.
"Understood!" The other two naturally knew how dangerous these two people were, and the information that came to them from time to time these days already showed their madness and viciousness.
"I'll give you a holiday when I go back this time!" The man leaned on the bridge and smiled at the passers-by, making several blond beauties look interested.
"Boss, you seem to be standing fg!" a man complained.
"You talk too much!"
"Hey, handsome guy, do you have time for a cup of coffee?" A young girl who looked like she was about 20 years old and full of vigor approached her and approached her.
"Although I really want to go, it's a pity at this time. I'm waiting for someone." The man apologized slightly, his voice was full of magnetism, and his every gesture exuded a hormonal aura, which made the girl's eyes almost burst into stars up.
"This is my phone number. You must call me when you get someone." The girl took out a pen and wrote a series of numbers on the back of the man's hand.
The man kissed the phone number on the back of his hand, and then smiled, making the girl's eyes shine.
"Boss, you're picking up girls again."
"It was soaked!" the man corrected.
"It really doesn't make sense."
"Don't be distracted, this trip is not for fun, but for work. Pay attention to the woman in red!" The man repeated the words just now.
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Looking at the crowds of people on the Charles Bridge, Ren Baqian felt as if he had come across the golden week of the 11th.
He had only seen the horrible crowds at the Golden Week tourist spots on the Internet before. At first, he had no money, and later he had no chance.
Now he actually feels it in a foreign country. Not only are there many white people here, but there are also many Chinese with black hair and yellow skin, and even saw a team of Little Red Riding Hoods!
"There are so many people!" The empress sighed a little as she looked at the sea of people in front of her.
"The old city in front is the most beautiful!" Ren Baqian said looking into the distance.
Then the two merged into the sea of people.
And two meters away from the two, a man wearing a hat was looking around in the crowd.
"Ren Baqian...Qi Zixiao...the woman in red..."
The faces of Ren Baqian and Qi Zixiao were just blocked by a few tall white young men in front of them.
When the young men got out of the way, the man only saw a blue shawl and straw hat in the crowd, so he looked away.
What he was looking for was the woman in red...