Chapter 204 Impossible

Although the boatman named Loviso standing at the stern was in his fifties, his hair and beard were gray, but it was obviously the first time he saw the scene of the two girls kissing under the Bridge of Sighs. Laughing, thumbs up to Elizabeth and Julia, while winking gleefully at Eric and saying something out loud.

Although Eric didn't understand, he could guess that the old guy was gloating on misfortune. The other party must have thought he was trying to date one of the girls, but was 'loved' by another person. He could only be embarrassed. The corners of the mouth, in the case of language barriers, there is no way to explain.

However, the scene of the two girls kissing under the Bridge of Sighs is quite beautiful. After Eric laughed, he couldn't help but raise the camera and save the image with a few clicks.

Julia's eyes widened, feeling Elizabeth's arms around her waist, her thin red lips sucking her own, she stayed for more than half a minute, and only returned when she heard the shutter sound of Eric's camera. When he came to his senses, he hurriedly pushed the girl who was holding his arms away, and protested at a loss: "Liz, you... how can you do this!"

Seeing Julia's blushing coquettish look, Elizabeth couldn't help wrapping her arms around the girl's waist and kissing Julia's cheek before raising her head and saying to Eric domineeringly, "Eric , Julia will be mine from now on, you are not allowed to bully her again."

"Liz, what nonsense are you talking about."

Julia finally became anxious when she heard Elizabeth's words,

Reaching out and pinching Elizabeth's waist, Elizabeth also screamed and fought back. The two made a fuss for a while, and the small gondola swayed because of the mischief of the two girls, which frightened the old boatman Loviso to stop drinking, and Julia and Elizabeth stopped.

The three spent the morning strolling along the Grand Canal and had lunch. Eric asked the local guide and took the water bus directly to a well-known Venetian mask shop.

"I don't like these things."

Walking into the store, Elizabeth looked at the surrounding walls with all kinds of simple or gorgeous masks hanging densely. The first sentence says so.

"Why?" Eric took off a golden mask without a mouth and asked admiringly.

Elizabeth followed Eric and said, "I have seen the introduction. It is said that these masks were originally worn by the nobles and fugitives who were in love. It symbolizes disguise and pretense."

"Oh, do you think that without these, when people get along with each other, they don't wear masks?"

Eric replied casually, put down the simple 'Bota' mask, took another white ghost mask with golden patterns, and pulled Julia next to her to cover the girl's face, and looked left and right.

Elizabeth heard Eric's words. After being stunned for a while, he couldn't help but retort: ​​"Definitely...there must be, but at least it won't be so naked."

"You're just struggling with a question of true and false. In fact, it's hard to tell clearly. You see, I don't wear a mask, but in fact I do, and in order not to be seen through, I won't tell others if I really am. Wearing masks. But if someone actually wears those masks, you can tell at a glance, oh. That guy has a mask. Seriously, those people who put masks on their faces are more candid, and those who put masks on their faces are more honest. People who wear masks behind smiles are more hypocritical."

Elizabeth pondered Eric's words carefully. Although he had to recognize the other party's rhetoric again in his heart, Xiaozui was still unforgiving: "You... you are just stealing the concept."

"Whatever you think," Eric beckoned to the waiting boss, "Excuse me, can you speak English?"

"Of course," the forty-year-old shop owner with a moustache nodded and asked skillfully in English, "Sir, which one do you like?"

Eric looked around for a week and said, "I want to buy a full set, including hats and cloaks. But I don't seem to see those?"

"Come with me," the boss nodded. Directly lead Eric to a room next to him: "Here, please feel free."

The shop owner said. Without introducing too eagerly, he took the initiative to exit the room and return to the back of the counter.

Eric didn't mind either. Instead, he preferred the state of choosing products on his own. He took hats, cloaks, folding fans and other small objects, and dressed up Julia Adam as a mannequin.

"Hey, you're so rude, don't ask Julia if she wants to let you play." Elizabeth jumped out without expressing dissatisfaction.

Julia, who was wearing a mask, quickly shook her head: "No... it's okay."

Eric proudly raised his chin towards Elizabeth, stomping her feet in anger, and glared at Julia, who had no position, and said that you deserved to be bullied.

A moment later, after Eric's dress up, Julia's whole body was covered under a mask and a cloak. A white wide-brimmed hat decorated with purple feathers, a purple cloak embroidered with gorgeous gold patterns, a lilac silk scarf wrapped around her neck, and a purple silk folding fan in her hand with black long-sleeved gloves .

"How?" Eric asked, pulling Julia to the fitting mirror.

"Very...very beautiful." Julia nodded as she looked at herself in the mirror through the mask.

Elizabeth also came over. Although her eyes were obviously moved, she still asked, "Why is it purple?"

"Purple represents mystery, don't you think it matches the style of the mask?"

"I still think white is prettier," Elizabeth pointed to a white cloak hanging on a shelf.

Eric smiled and said, "Then I'll put together a set of white ones later." After that, Eric instructed Julia to take off the matching set of mask and cloak, let the shop owner help wrap it up, and then Eric spent another hour collecting several other suits of different styles.

Elizabeth helped take off a hat and handed it to Eric, and asked, "Why did you buy so much?"

Eric replied: "As a gift, when you come to Venice, you always have to bring some gifts back."

There was a teasing on the corner of Elizabeth's mouth: "It's for a woman, right?"

Eric smiled noncommittally. Seeing Eric's default expression, Elizabeth's movements were sluggish, and then she scolded with contempt: "What a big carrot."

And heard the conversation between Eric and Elizabeth. Julia, who was sandwiched and draped under a mask as a model, turned gloomy in her originally excited eyes.

After saving up to five sets, Eric stepped forward to check out.

After asking which currency to pay in, the boss did the math. Then he raised his head and said with a smile: "It's a total of 2,200 US dollars, just count you 2,000."

Eric, who had already taken out his wallet, looked at him suspiciously. The boss took the initiative to explain: "I like what you said about masks when you just entered the store, sir, so I'll give you a discount."

Eric smiled: "Thank you very much then."

Carrying a few bags out of the store, Eric shoved one bag to Julia, looked at the other bag to confirm it, and then handed it to Elizabeth.

"I don't want to help you with anything," Elizabeth quickly put her small hand into her jeans pocket, raising her chin in a proud look.

"Don't you like the white one? It's for you, or not. I'll give it to Julia."

"Hmph, don't be in vain," Elizabeth immediately grabbed it.

Eric took the lead and walked towards the water bus stop with the remaining three bags, and Elizabeth, who followed closely behind, leaned over to Julia: "Julia, what's yours like?"

Although Eric didn't say it clearly, Julia already knew that the set in her hand was given to her by Eric. She opened it and glanced at it, then hugged it in her arms and said to Elizabeth: "It's the purple set from the beginning."

Elizabeth pouted and said dissatisfiedly, "Why are you holding me so tight, I won't rob you."

Julia took a few quick steps towards Eric. Ignoring Elizabeth's ridicule, Elizabeth had no choice but to speed up and catch up.

"Eric, will you come out to play tomorrow?" Sitting on the boat. Elizabeth asked actively.

Julia also looked up at Eric expectantly.

Eric shook his head: "I'm afraid I don't have time for the opening ceremony tomorrow."

"Then when can you take the time to tell me about your movie?"

"I'll go up and down hundreds of thousands in minutes..." Eric just pretended to be embarrassed when the girl stubbornly pinched his arm.

After Elizabeth finished pinching, Eric and Julia were slightly stunned, and looked at Eric's arm together. Eric was only wearing a black sleeveless T-shirt, so there was a faint pinch mark on his arm. This is not the key to the matter, the key is... This kind of gesture that is slightly intimate and slightly coquettish is usually only made between couples.

But Elizabeth apparently didn't realize this. Seeing the expressions of the two of them, she angrily said, "What's the matter? You deserve to pinch him, you know how to make money all day long. What a vulgar guy." Eric.

And Julia, who was originally a little sour in her heart, saw Eric's slightly embarrassed expression, and she also lowered her head, and there was an inexplicable smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Oh, my legs are sore." Back at the Lido Island Hotel, Elizabeth put down the bag Eric gave her, threw herself on the sofa, turned her head and said to Julia who came in later: "Julia, help I'll pinch your legs, okay? I'll pinch for you later, otherwise your calf will definitely hurt tomorrow."

"Okay," Julia sat down on the other end of the sofa, lifted Elizabeth's calves on her thighs, and kneaded gently.

Elizabeth hummed comfortably a few times before muttering: "No, I think of a way to let that guy take some time for me, so I don't want to deal with the paper carelessly."

Julia kneaded Elizabeth's calf and thought for a while before saying, "Liz, you've been bickering with Eric all day, have you thought about a possibility?"

"Huh?" Elizabeth snorted with confusion without looking back.

Julia smiled and said: "If you often watch movies or TV series, you will find that there is a kind of couple called 'happy friends'."

Elizabeth's somewhat thick little head turned around, and then jumped up from the sofa in a rush, stepping on the sofa and waving her arms randomly: "No-may-can!" (To be continued)