Chapter 482 How many beauties are fools

The night wind blew, and there was a smell of loneliness. Suddenly, Ye Bihuang wanted to smoke a cigarette. He unconsciously put his hand in his pocket, but remembered that An Lao was around. It was impolite for an old man to smoke beside him, so he put down his hand.

" By the way, An Lao, when are we going to leave? I'm looking forward to the trip to Myanmar." This afternoon, I just talked about it. At dinner, I discussed this matter. Mr. An also said that he did it by himself, but now he doesn't say when to leave.

Mr. An carried his hands on his back: "Tomorrow, leave immediately tomorrow. I have called the Kunming office, and they will help us take care of everything."

"Hey hey, that's a good feeling."

With money in the account, even if he has been running around every day in the past few days, Ye Bihuang doesn't feel very tired,

After walking, everyone returned to the hotel one after another. Only Ye Bihuang said that he wanted to stay by the river and be quiet.

The old man left, and Ye Bihuang finally had a chance to smoke. I don't know why, he suddenly became addicted to smoking. He couldn't control it. He stood by the river, stretched out his hand to take out a soft China, lit a cigarette with a lighter, threw the lighter into the Jinling River, put his hands in his pockets, and quietly enjoyed the night wind blowing,

The evening breeze blew his hair slightly, which was extremely textured,

Having half a cigarette, Ye Bihuang suddenly wanted to vent his inner depression and shouted loudly at the Jinling River:

"How many beauties are fools, how many fools don't cherish,

How many fools are for the beauty, how many are for money,

How many fools are waiting for fools, how many fools are knitting sweaters,

How many uncles want to push down, how many loli are abducted"

Ye Bihuang shouted that this paragraph was too inconsistent in the current scene, causing people around him to look back at each other.

"What are you looking at? Am I that handsome, haha." Ye Bihuang compared the middle finger with those who looked at him, threw the cigarette butt in his hand into the garbage heap next to him, and took out a soft Chinese point, a lighter and so on. He didn't have to mind at all. There were three in his trousers pocket,

"Puff" silver bell-like laughter came from behind. Ye Bihuang looked back with one hand in her pocket, and the delicate face appeared in front of her. It was An Suyan,

There was an embarrassment on Ye Bihuang's face. He must have been seen by the other party just now. He hurriedly said, "Sister Yanyan, didn't you go back to the hotel to sleep? What's wrong?"

"You want to ask me why I'm here, right?" An Suyan put her hands in front of her and held each other, shaking and stepped forward with a sweet smile on her face,

Ye Bihuang held the hand of the cigarette and put it on his side to make it look like this.

"I saw that you didn't want to go back to the hotel, so I wanted to see what you were going to do. Do you still want to go around the night jade market here, but I didn't expect you to stay by the river. You were so crazy just now." An Suyan walked to Ye Bihuang's side, and the river wind blew on the two people. Ye Bihuang's clothes fluttered gently, and An Suyan's hair fluttered in the wind.

The handsome man, the beautiful woman, the match,

"Ha ha, let Sister Yan Yan laugh." Ye Bihuang scratched his head and said awkwardly,

An Suyan turned her head and stared at Ye Bihuang and said, "And I didn't expect you to smoke too"

"Well, I suddenly want to smoke. I don't know why, hehe." Ye Bihuang turned sharply and came up with a reason, "Maybe he is homesick. After all, it's the first time I've been so far away from home."

"Homesickness, don't joke. I don't think you are homesick at all. The emotions you show are not homesickness. Are you under too much pressure on your shoulders?" In the words of An Suyan,

Ye Bihuang was centered on the thought and stammered, "Is my performance so obvious?"

An Suyan shook his head slightly: "I'm not sure, but since you said so, it proves that I'm right."

Ye Bihuang nodded with a wry smile: "It's true." After saying that, he took a sip of smoke and spit out a smoke ring. The smoke circle gradually drifted away with the wind, just like the faint sadness in Ye Bihuang's heart,

An Suyan said curiously, "I really don't understand. You are young and ambitious, not to mention anything else. You also have tens of millions of bank deposits now. There are tens of millions of young tycoons who are less than 18 years old. What's the worry about?"

Ye Bihuang touched his nose and said, "I want too much, so I'm sad. Isn't it uncomfortable for people to find themselves?"

An Suyan said, "You are so rich. You are definitely not worried about material things. Is it because of feelings?"

Ye Bihuang frowned and threw the soft China, which had not been played, into the trash can five meters away: "Sister Yanyan, it's not because of feelings. I don't know why. In fact, it's just to be worried about the new words. It's late at night. Let's go back." After saying that, turn around and leave,

An Suyan glanced at the trash can, and then at the back of Ye Bihuang's resolute departure. A smile rippled at the corners of his mouth: "I really don't know the depth of this boy. It's the first time I've seen such a strange boy." After saying that, it followed,

Ye Bihuang walked in front of him. His ears were extremely sensitive. When he heard An Suyan's words, an evil idea surged up in his heart. It should be that you don't know my length, right? But Sister Yan Yan, I don't know your depth,

At night, it was quiet, because I believed in Ye Bihuang's ability. An Suyan and An Anxin didn't toss Ye Bihuang tonight and let him sleep in the living room.

Now he was liberated. He closed the door of his room and summoned Ye Zi to come out. The two of them warmed up for a while. Because the old man next door was next door, Ye Bihuang was particularly gentle tonight. After Ye Zi felt the comfort of rushing to the peak of the clouds four or five times, Ye Bihuang reluctantly released her desire.

"Ye Zi, I like you so much. I love you so much." Ye Bihuang seldom says love to women, but today he can't help it,

Ye Zi looked comfortable. She stretched out two small hands, put her arms around Ye Bihuang's neck, kissed Ye Bihuang's eyebrows with red lips, and looked at Ye Bihuang's eyes affectionately.

The next day, Mr. An handed Ye Bihuang an exit passport, which was handled by the travel agency. Now it is too late to apply for a regular passport, not to mention that four people will not go to Myanmar for more than two weeks, so it is fast and convenient to apply for a travel passport.

The four of them got on the plane again. The second time they took the plane, Ye Bihuang was already familiar with the road. In order to ensure that he had sufficient spirit in Myanmar, Ye Bihuang did not tease the two beautiful women all the way on this plane trip, but chose to sleep.

Myanmar is the most famous producer of jade in the world,