The girl understood it and immediately imitated it.

For a while, the small cigar cafe was quiet.

At this time, the yacht had turned around and returned to the original route, and happened to pass through the Strait of Malacca again. Many idle girls ran outside the headland to watch the night view of the Lion City, and from time to time they uttered some longing exclamations.

That night was destined not to be lonely, especially for Wang Yu, who gained a lot.

That trip to Southeast Asia was worth it.

The bright lights of the Lion City in the distance lit up half of the sea, and the yacht that avoided the cargo lane was just outside. The light in the yacht flickered dimly, shining on Wang Yu's face, making him squint his eyes.

At that moment, a poem suitable for the occasion appeared in Wang Yu's mind.

Don't listen to the sound of beating leaves in the forest, why not scream and walk slowly.

Bamboo sticks and mango shoes are easier than horses, who is afraid?

I can live my whole life under the mist and rain.

The steep spring breeze blows away the drunkenness, it is slightly cold, but the mountain tops are shining slantingly.

Looking back at the quiet place where I came from, there was neither wind, rain nor sunshine when I returned.
Chapter completed!