Chapitre 1387: The sour smell of love fills the entire world (7)

Wang caichun sighed. All good men had become other people's men.

Uh uh uh, she thought that she wouldn't be tortured if she came abroad to relax.

However, France was not the only city suitable for love. Verona, Italy, was also one of the world's seven Holy Lands for love.

From the wishing well, to the Roman Holiday to the small town of San giminano, from Florence to basaros, and finally to narossi.

Everywhere they went, they could see lovers smiling, hugging, and even kissing each other.

Especially Verona, which had beautiful scenery. It was one of the oldest and most beautiful cities in Italy, the hometown of Romeo and Juliet, and the place of love where young men and women in the world worshipped.

There were countless couples there.

The whole world was filled with the sour smell of love, and she was the only one who exuded the fragrance of a single dog.

T^T

A week later, Wang caichun flew to Rhode Island to look for Shi Guang and Mo Feifei.