But Fernandez's voice quickly brought him back to reality.

When he looked at it again, the figure had disappeared.

"Let's go and take a look in the church."

Before Sun Hao could complain that Fernandez was disappointed, the latter had already pulled him to the church.

There is a stone sculpture directly in front of the church, and the figure in it is Archimedes.

The scientist who "give me a fulcrum and I can lift the earth."

Above his head was the iconic totem of Rome, the Legion Eagle.

When Sun Hao and the others entered, there were wandering artists playing the accordion at the door.

Music sooths and relaxes your body and mind.

When I entered the church, the atmosphere suddenly became simple and solemn.

The surfaces of the stone pillars on both sides are primitive and rough, and the iron chandeliers for centuries show the vicissitudes of time.

There are rows of chairs in the middle of the church. Although it is a tourist attraction, it is still open to Catholics regularly for them to pray.

But today is not an open day, there are no people inside.

Sun Hao was walking forward alone.

When he reached the front row, he found a woman leaning against him.

Her long, slightly curly hair hangs on the chair, tilting her head back and arches her body.

The silver top, floral skirt, the hem of the skirt was hanging with the hands, and the slender legs were wearing slippers.

Hearing the footsteps, the woman turned her head and looked at Sun Hao and laughed.

At that moment, Sun Hao suddenly knew why Fernandez yearned for Italian women so much.
Chapter completed!